Apologies unaccepted (Zavok x Zeena)
Requested by Sonic Girl
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Flipping her long emerald hair over her shoulder with an angry huff Zeena then stomped inside (with grace), leaving watery tracks after her shoes as she walked. If the snow had just blown into her hair softly, then it could have made a pretty effect of white stars on a flowing green sky, but now… jeez, she felt like sneezing!
It had been cold as shit out there, and that pest had ruined her look completely! She was practically fuming, if she hadn't been so cold that is, and her hair fell wet and sad down along her back, which sweater was also soaked. Sniffling slightly the Zeti then padded through the dark corridors, her heels tapping against the floor as water droplets made a shimmering path after her…
At least she should have a spare blanket somewhere.
And then she went around the corner, and stopped. "Zavok," she hissed as a greeting, and the Zeti in question glanced down at her.
"Zeena," he spoke calmly, and she bristled like a cat.
"He. Ruined. My. Outfit!" She hissed angrily and jabbed a neatly manicured finger at the older Zeti. "My sweater – soaked! My haircut – I don't even know where to begin! And if it weren't for your dumb, shitty ideas then-"
"Zeena," he said simply, and somehow it was loud enough to cut through her rant. She glowered at him, hands on her hips, and said coldly,
"Yes?"
He glanced down at her with something akin to amusement, and turned to go. To disappear into the darkness of these eternally dark corridors, void of all light. And then he said, "I apologise," and strode away with a few long steps.
…And left was Zeena, staring after him with angry sparks of lighting practically whirling around her… and then she sneezed. With puffy eyes and an angry scowl she then marched away, making a mental note to… to talk to Zavok again soon. Continue her rant. Maybe. But first she had to do something to her poor hair…
