[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_hhyoMPMEo]"Do you jingle when you dingle-dangle?"[/url][/i]

[i]"...No, Miss Banks, I do not..."[/i] Marinette half- thought, half-murmured to herself. She filled her lungs with the woody smoke again before letting it out through her nose, like a dragon. There was something about old music like this that drew her toward it... Emotion? Yes. Modern music, while technically accurate, felt hollow in comparison to music from the early 2000's, more flaws, more "real" instruments. It was a strange distinction to make, but older music really resonated with her-- and Ness, too. 

The orange glow of the sun lightly kissed Marinette's face, pale with make-up. Although the song was a very upbeat one, it's overall theme, combined with the warmth of the sun, the wind, and the cigar as well as the position she was lying in the grass in, all made her feel a pleasant lethargy....

[i]Okay, just a short nap, then back to The Cave.[/i]
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"[b]Hey, wake up. Drop your weapons and tell me who you are. I don't mean any harm if you cooperate.[/b]"

[i]Well this isn't a pleasant thing to wake up to...[/i]

Marinette slowly opened her eyes, and very quickly assessed her assailant and surroundings. The Paradise sun, which followed a schedule similar to the real one, didn't seem to have moved very much, a quick glance down showed her that the cigar was still burning, that was another good sign. As for her mugger; Pholirite, the eyes gave it away, and a gun-- she was FOC based.

A smile crept onto Marinette's face as she slowly began to move, complying to her captor's orders. "You don't have to tell me twice!" She said, feigning a sigh of defeat, "I'm Marinette, Mari to my friends..." Getting up onto her knees, she set down her crossbow and looked her attacker right in the bi-colored eyes, "but to you, I'm Marinette." She placed her mace next to it, before slowly moving to stand, "My snake is Anima, she'll be fine," By this point Anima Sola was hissing up a storm, she was reared and read to bite. "ANIMA DOWN!" 

Marinette turned slowly to face her attacker, arms still in the air, holding nothing but the still burning cigar in her right hand. Her face held a compassionate smile and warm eyes, "You know, I'm really glad you don't mean any harm..." she said it in an almost sing song manner, her hand let the smoking cigar butt drop to the grass.

[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=riPBkE5ct10]In time with the music--smoke bomb, smoke bomb, smoke bomb--[/url][/i]

Summoning all of her AGI, Marinette moved like a shadow the second the plume of smoke billowed into the air from where the cigar touched the ground. She'd move too fast to give her opponent the chance to shoot. She pulled out her hold-out dagger as she stepped behind the attacker, and, pulling their bodies close from behind, held it to the Pholirite's throat. 

"...Because I [i]do[/i]."

Feeling the threat had passed, Marinette let the cockiness flow from her voice as she leaned in to speak to the smaller character's ear, "Don't worry though, I won't go Sweeney Todd on you or anything, just know that if you move, I'll be sure to leave a cut..." Her voice was downright braggadocios, Cynthia would've been proud, "Knife's covered in a simple paralyzing agent-- if that doesn't do it, know that Anima is all too willing to bite you... but I can't promise it won't be lethal..."

"Now!" She said, still slightly bobbing her head as she held the girl at knife-point, "I'd like you to drop [i]your[/i] weapon, and tell me who [i]you[/i] are..." Marinette leaned in really close, practically licking the girl's ear, "Oh, and a word of advice, thief to thief..." Her grand smile and large eyes were all the more sinister, given the still lingering smoke, and her skeletal make-up, "If you get the drop on someone, try not to give them a chance to react..."