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[b][u][color=f7976a]Sangue Naga - Math[/color][/u][/b]

The red-haired woman nodded, feeling drowsiness wear her down. She made sure to study a bit of Calculus before jumping into Beacon, but it still wore her down like a giant golden cow.

But Ben had a point. Looking like a lazy person right after just barely being accepted by Beacon seemed like a bad idea, especially for Benjamin Lloyd, their team leader. If anything, she needed to be thankful that she was not paired up by supremely egotistic hunters.

If only she had those styrofoam ball thingies. Then she could draw out a dot for two and plaster them over her delicate pair of eyes. Surely it could at least bring a thirty minute nap-

No, if Ben was not doing it, then she shouldn't. She did not enjoy looking bad in front of her teammates, let alone her leader. Even if she was a bit quiet.

But in the case that Ben could not handle the graphs and the application functions, she would be ready to help him. The same went for her teammates, really.

"[color=f7976a]Don't stress... yourself out,[/color]" she spoke quietly (as usual). "[color=f7976a]We are friends.. right?[/color]"

She wondered if she was getting better at this socializing thing. With that in mind, she solved a problem she had nearly completed earlier. Her expression remained idle as ever.

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"Little stress is part of the job." Ben's neck cracked quietly as he stretched, making him wince internally about the last time he'd heard that sound. Still, he felt marginally better than he did when that fight ended. He wasn't actively bleeding, and the Tylenol was doing wonders to at least keep him from noticing how sore he was. The young man looked over at his teammate, relatively focused (more than he was, at least) on her paper, with a half smile. "Thanks for the concern, though. It's not too bad. Might actually be good for me, all things considered. Forces me to goof off a little less. Work ethic was always my weakest point."

"And of course we're friends." His half grin widened, replaced by a bright, friendly grin. "Not just friends, either. You're my teammate. Means I trust you to watch my back, and as much as someone else'd probably do a better job, you can trust me to watch yours."

His grin expanded to rival the Cheshire Cat. "Though with the egos in this room, even I'm better than the alternative."

The music had been an increasing volume in the background for a while now, but one he'd been trying to tune out. When it finally grew loud enough to overcome his attempts to ignore it, half the class was already vacating the room. Amy's hearing was making things much worse for her, and his eyes narrowed.

"Any chance Amy can move?"