[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONjesT18bVQ]'Our love is fading away, away, away, away, away...'[/url][/i]

Marinette bobbed her head with the beat, by now her fellow clan members knew about her audio addiction-- they also knew, however, that she was listening to everything they said. From Cynthia's armor problems to Raijin bitching about having to get up, Marinette's head rested precariously on her arm as the discussion continued. She considered these people her friends, and even if it was a character, they considered her one, just getting to hear their banal banter was a blessing.

"Right, but only so many people want to play as the worst possible class, Grey-kun." She said, smirking playfully. "The armor's so heavy because otherwise it'd literally have no downside," She paused to get up from the table, only to go collapse on the carpet in between the couch and the TV, "I mean, at least at this stage in the game, that stuff is a fucking stonewall." She stared at the ceiling of the cave from the ground, "But even the speed penalty isn't that much of a debuff, all you'd really have to do is get good--" Marinette's head turned to look at Cynthia, "Do you even lift, Cynthia?"

"Also--" She sat up to face the companion who had just walked in, "Hey Catty. Do you know why we're waiting? These guys won't tell me."