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Amelia gave a wave and a quiet "Sup?" to the newcomer. This one didn't look stiff in the same way as Gen. Just formal. God, what was with these people? They were only in their late teens, but it felt like some of them were fresh out of military school or something. Maybe it was just different from her usual crowd of rule breakers, she didn't know. But this party? It was nice. Almost made her forget....

Oh. Right. Amelia's face fell a little as she remembered the nature of this place. Drinking at a party on a space station that represented everything she hated about para-human oppression. And apparently had lackluster security. Memories of plans to fuck with the system and make her message known came back into focus. Plans she had abandoned. Amelia downed another shot to try and forget that for a moment, laughing with Eli about Lynn's slurring.

And then, all of a sudden it wasn't as funny. Amelia recognized the look on Lynn's face. She'd seen it when her own crew got cold feet after a long drunk talk about how to stick it to authority. Lynn excused herself, and noticed Eli made her own effort to follow. Amelia didnt want to disparage Eli, but she had a gut feeling she might not be sure what route to take with this. So, Amelia excused herself in the opposite direction behind a tree, and warped her way across the site to nearby Lynn. She stepped out behind a tree to join them.

"You know, I get the feeling you're too cool for the holding your hair back while you puke thing, but the offer stands." She shrigged, keeping a distance from Lynn in an effort to preserve her unique sense of dignity. "Sorry. You know, if I brought up uncomfortable memories and all."