The clear dismissal of her orders struck something within Quistis, the final thread as her impatience wore thin. With that, a fist found itself wrapped around the back of his shirt, the other had moving into a swift upward slap at the back of his head.
"Kinneas," she resorted to formalities now, adopting her 'instructor' tone that she had not used for so long, "You will go back in there and apologize."
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Date: 2009-10-26 05:48 am (UTC)"Kinneas," she resorted to formalities now, adopting her 'instructor' tone that she had not used for so long, "You will go back in there and apologize."