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

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Amelia frowned as she saw Lynn glance at the window at her mention of teleporting. She know what she was thinking. It wasn't like the idea had never occurred to her either. She had thought about it the moment she heard she was being sent to live on this stupid gilded bird cage in space. But the precision and control needed to fling herself all the way from orbit and reach the ground without over or undershooting, and controlling her momentum enough to not be a crater on landing was far beyond what she knew how to do now. She gave Lynn and genuine sad smile and shook her head. "Sorry," she muttered quietly. "That kind of trip would probably kill us." 

As the headmaster began to speak, Amelia turned and fixed her an unmoving scowl. [i]So. Now I have a face for the authority here. Lovely.[/i]She thought to herself. Amelia had to admit, she did have quite a strong aura to her, one that seemed to be scaring some of the other students into submission. Amelia stood firm in her scowl though. She had no intention of breaking down here. She did smirk at the mention that the whole world would be watching. Good. She hoped they would see the message she was going to try and send. She got a good look at the head of security's face as well. She had a bad feeling they would be seeing each other.

And then someone she never dreamed to see again up here slammed down onto the table right in front of her.

Amelia's scowl of resistance shifted into a bright smile of awe. "HO. LY. SHIT." she declared brightly. She didn't even need any prompting, she eagerly shook Freaky D's hand when he turned to her. Of all the people who might be an ally in tearing the system down, she never in a moment dreamed that she might be able to call on her idol.

She was shaken from her reverie when Archie was kicked right in the head though. She winced at the blow, as if she could feel it herself. That wasn't going to feel good. Amelia's own instincts in making getaways kicked in, as she got a glance through the exit where D was making his breakaway. She groaned as Lynn focused on her. [i]No no NO! I can't be looked at right now![/i] she screamed in her own head. "Fine. You get blood or anything else on it you're cleaning it." She quickly pulled it off and tossed it to Lynn. It seems they both needed expediency, as she darted off.

Using the distraction of Freaky D, Amelia backed herself into a corner behind the crowds, and focused her mind on the image of a corner down the hallway he had been taking off down. The familiar tingle her body would feel kicked in, as whatever weird quantum process she could do took effect. In the space of what was maybe less then half a second, Amelia's body condensed into a strange energy, almost a scar in the space she once occupied, before vanishing all together. Her vision whirled and spun, everything blending together, before she suddenly appeared behind the corner of where she pictured in her mind. She ducked into a restroom, sticking her head out, and motioned to D when he appeared. "Hey! You've got an escape plan right? Somewhere to hide? Need help?"