[h1][color=red]Amelia[/color][/h1]

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Amelia grinned a bit, initially starting to lean back, but catching herself when she remembered she was sitting on the edge of the bench and there was nothing to lean back on. She pivoted down onto the actual [i]seat[/i] of the bench, leaning back comfortably. "Sorry about that. I'm used to having to hide my ability. Now that I'm free to use it I'm just....doing it to get everywhere, you know?" She glanced over, and smiled as she saw the book. "Ah. Jane Eyre. Good choice. I think that and 1984 were the only high school literature books I actually enjoyed. Honestly, I thought I was gonna hate it at first, but it surprised me."

Amelia pulled out a little sketch book from her bag. She flipped through it, each page filled with sketches of rebellious imagery, things that would clearly be more expected on a vandalized billboard or an alley wall. Reaching a blank page, she began to sketch something new into the book, stopping every now and then with her pencil in her mouth as she thought. "Oh, you know. Keeping a low profile. Scoping the place out. I [i]was[/i] gonna check out where some good tag spots are, but apparently [i]somebody[/i] is already grabbing them up." She sighed. "And me without my supplies."

Amelia liked hanging out with Natalie. By nature of Natalie's whole....reputation, it practically guaranteed a quiet spot without other people cluttering the space. And while Natalie might try to bury it, apparent because she didn't want to decapitate someone with a hand, Amelia could just smell a quiet wit in there somewhere. Hopefully her own poking and prodding would eventually draw it out.

And then here came the peanut gallery. Lynn and Archie coming down from wherever they were. She gave them a friendly, if mischievous smirk as they walked over. "Well well well. If it isn't the walking molotov cocktail and actual Godzilla." She gave a wave. "I see you two aren't dead. Good start!"