Kate always wondered how her powers worked.  Flying along at nearly 500 miles per hour, a rainbow of colored light streaming out behind her, she had no trouble seeing, somehow her hair and dress remaining fairly unbothered by the speed.<br/><br/><em>Magic, as I've always said.</em>she thinks with a mental laugh, imagining her brother Alex's expression when she used to express her opinion.<br/><br/>Seeing the Institute grounds after only two minutes flight, she circles once overhead, looking for familiar faces.  There were many.  Former students, fellow X-men, and current students were all gathered around, chating and nibbling the refreshments on the beautiful day.<br/><br/>She noted the absence of the team leaders and nodded thoughtfully.<em>Probably still getting ready.</em>Noting a space clear by the cider, one of her favorite drinks, she noticed one of her favorite students, Petra, was talking to a young man she did not recognize.  Keeping her arms at her sides, she flew into a careful landing next to the table, smiling cheerfully.<br/><br/>"Petra!  Hello!  It's a lovely day for it!  Who's this young man?" Silently she made one prayer.<em>Oh, please don't call me Professor Power again, Petra?</em>Helplessly, knowing the girl wasn't telepathic.<br/>