Literally the second those doors opened, Aya was unbuckled, out of her seat, and down the ramp, keeping her hand somewhat inconspicuously (God, I hope) over her cheeks, hiding the faint burn marks. 'Urgh! I hate when this happens. Christ, the last time, I had been crying so hard it took a fuckin' year for them to heal. Luckily these are small. It should only take a few... hours...' Aya's thoughts came to a grinding halt, as did her footsteps, right at the bottom of the ramp. There was Cyclops' team, waiting to use the jet. And as per usual, there stood the Jean Grey wannabe and the Hellfire Diamond. Dropping her hand, Aya glared daggers at Frost. No matter what anyone said, old habits don't die hard. They stay. Aya knew that better than anyone. Catching Frost and Pryor's eyes, Aya decided to split. Walking over to the wall, she put her fingers to an outlet and concentrated. Soon enough, her body was consumed with electricity and she was gone, into the wiring of the mansion. Unfortunately, while she wasn't a rookie at this technique, she wasn't very familiar with the wiring of the mansion, and she... kinda got lost. Add on top of that, she was tired and not thinking clearly... and you get this little gem...

"FUCK!!!" Aya cried, as her body re-materialized out of the ceiling light in the hallway, dropping her right on her back "Owowowowowowowowowow... my ass... Huh?" Only now did Aya realize she had an audience. It was Professor Hank McCoy. The Fluffy Gorilla-Cat. Or as he preferred, The Beast (Sounds like a ride at an amusement park, right?). But there was also a person dressed in all black rags. She looked like ninja wannabe 'Oh, great. Another ninja'. Standing up, she cracked her back and dusted off her uniform, before noticing the boy... girl... it was still looking at her "What? Never seen a girl fall out of a ceiling light before?"...