Sarah couldn't help but notice the rest of her comrades selfishly running from the Blackbird the moment it landed. -And they thought she was callous? You would think they would have helped move Storm and Plasma to the medical bay or at least gone along with them out of concern for their well being. At least she wasn't a hypocrite. Sarah knew she was selfish and probably a fair bit cowardly. More importantly, she was smarter then the others. Sarah saw this as an opportunity to suck up to the great powers without doing any work at all. All she had to do was pretend she was going to help, make the offer and someone else would do the work of lifting the fallen comrades. After all, she got into trouble often enough that a good word from Storm, Wolverine and Cyclops could come in handy.

First stop, Sarah thought to herself, my room and to put on some clothes. After that she was going to head towards the kitchen and grab some food before she headed towards the Danger Rooms for some relaxation. That was the plan in any event. Sometimes things didn't quite go as planned.

At least she got to her room without difficulty and donned a simple black tube dress and some strapless high heels that she could remove in a hurry should she need to get into costume. Later she'd come back for the costume she'd printed in the Shi'ar fabricators for her adventure in the danger room. First she was going to see if there was any leftover pizza or something. Considering there were well over twenty X-Men, not counting the students here, the kitchen was rather large and there must be some sort of leftovers.