"Been a prick, as usual," Apache snarled, looking both furious and sullen at the same time.
She was clearly deeply unhappy with what had happened. Yylfordt managed to piss her off fairly regularly, but he wasn't usually this bad. She didn't realise that his ego was that delicate and flimsy that one offhanded comment could make him erupt into such epic bitchiness.
"He got his ass kicked by Kadaj," she said, folding her arms. "He's being a moody fuckwit about it. Seems to think that it's okay for him to sit there in a strop because he thinks Kadaj is embarrassing to get beat by, but if anyone else says that an Espada should have beaten him, he loses his shit about it."
She glared at a spot on the table, mismatched eyes narrowed and angry.
"Then," she said, forcefully, "he suggests I fight Kadaj, because that's how logic fucking works on his planet. This is after calling me a bitch in Al Bhed," she added. "Obviously."
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She was clearly deeply unhappy with what had happened. Yylfordt managed to piss her off fairly regularly, but he wasn't usually this bad. She didn't realise that his ego was that delicate and flimsy that one offhanded comment could make him erupt into such epic bitchiness.
"He got his ass kicked by Kadaj," she said, folding her arms. "He's being a moody fuckwit about it. Seems to think that it's okay for him to sit there in a strop because he thinks Kadaj is embarrassing to get beat by, but if anyone else says that an Espada should have beaten him, he loses his shit about it."
She glared at a spot on the table, mismatched eyes narrowed and angry.
"Then," she said, forcefully, "he suggests I fight Kadaj, because that's how logic fucking works on his planet. This is after calling me a bitch in Al Bhed," she added. "Obviously."