OPEN! “Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias as it fell was Oh no, not again. Many people have speculated that if we knew exactly why the bowl of petunias had thought that we would know a lot more about the nature of the Universe than we do now.”
That quote, beginning with Oh no, not again. and then returning to Curiously before continuing right on through the end appeared in Mel's brain the moment she managed to push herself up from the ground and see the looming battle sprawling out before her. Her second thought was, fuck, I wish I had been wearing shoes. It was -the weekend- though and she had been sleeping in, like any sane person at stupid'o'clock in the fucking morning. There was a brief moment of gratitude to the universe that she had learned long ago to never sleep nude at Xavier's, but wearing a ravenclaw tanktop and pajama pants wasn't exactly being prepared for battle either.
Mel flicked a stray elflock out of her eyes, her sleep mussed ponytail having come half loose during the night and her eyes began to glow a soft, unearthly green as her force field shimmered around her. Welp, there were worse powers to have in this situation, and shoes notwithstanding, worse times she could have been transferred here. The last thing she would have wanted was to arrive in the middle of whereever the fuck this was with shampoo in her eyes and nothing more than a streak of bubbles for covering. This was still a very rude awakening and someone was in for a rant like had not been seen from her in at least five or six months weeks. Not only that but being awakened unceremoniously meant that she had to pee. This was bullshit.
Still, there was little to be done about it but square up her shoulders and look around for potential allies. "Fuck, you too?" she queried unnecessarily to the person standing closest to her. It wasn't an insult towards them, but towards the situation at large.