[color=f7976a][b][u]Sangue[/u][/b]

[i]These "exponents" and "limit functions" are outsmarting me. Thankfully, this isn't as physically challenging than sparring with huntresses armed with dual shotguns, but...

[b]But...[/b]

It's so... What do you call it...[/i][/color]

Sangue felt her eyes slowly close as she slouched over a bit... but the voice of Ben jolted her back to reality.

The red-haired woman practically slammed her pen against her own table as she opened her scarless eye wide, her scarred eye still barely closed. She blinked as she turned to her team leader, looking like some sort of rabbit caught by a clever trap.

"[color=f7976a]...[/color]"

Sangue shook her head softly, her shoulders loosening up when she realied it was her team leader talking, not a teacher that dared to obliterate her pride. "[color=f7976a]I feel... a bit tired,[/color]" she admitted. "[color=f7976a]What... about you?[/color]"

[@Krayzikk]