[color=Red][CENTER][h1][b]Amelia[/b][/h1][/CENTER][/color]

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Amelia grinned and shook Archie's hand. "You know, not with the program. You aren't drinking the kool-aid, you aren't-" Amelia turned to Natalie as she started to snap, at first seeming confused, intrigued, and just a biiit ticked off. Of all the people who could want to be ok with the oppressive system they were forced to buy into, why would someone with an actual collar around their neck be one of the people who were ok with it?

And then the collar lit up.

Amelia's light scowl quickly changed to an amused grin as the fork clattered onto the table, twisted and clumped. "Ok. I know I should take issue with what you said, but that was metal as [i]fuck[/i]!" Amelia picked up the remains of the poor silverware and looked it over closely. "How did...how did you even do that? Is your deal super strength or something?" 

Amelia whistled, before setting the silverware down on the table and taking a deep breath. "Ok. We got off on the wrong foot here, and maybe I didn't explain myself. I don't mean we shouldn't fit in with everyone else. I mean more you shouldn't have to wear....that to do it. I mean, cmon. It infringes on your freedoms and humanity as a person." Amelia kept her voice low as she explained, trying not to draw the attention of any security guards nearby.