[color=gray][indent][right][h1][color=9d362f]Zeltzin Sandoval[/color][/h1][/right][right][sub][hr][color=9d362f]Mentions:[/color] [@silvermist1116](Ophrenia)  [color=9d362f]Location:[/color] Black Mining Co. Main Office[/sub][/right][hr]
[/indent][indent]If one could look indignantly-annoyed, Zeltzin was [i]that[/i]. Sure, Ophrenia had a point, they didn't exactly look like the sort of people who'd be liaising with legitimate business magnates. But considering the character of the secluded, seemingly self-sufficient nature of the backwoods swamp-town, Zeltzin could only assume anybody who lived here had yet to breath something that wasn't swamp-ass-air in at least 10 years. Plus, the thought of slapping someone with an old-fashioned "Get with the times, lady." was callowly entertaining.

But Ophrenia was [i]maybe[/i] right. Zeltzin had really just planned to corner someone and then threaten them into revealing any sort of information they wanted to know, but maybe the property-damage routine would work better. Who knows, maybe she could get intimidating regardless.

[color=9d362f]"Mm, right, Cody and Genesis- that's good, that's good. Can't imagine who they'd send us to for a personal matter like that, 'not for Mary-Louise. I'm down."[/color] She replied, a hint of contemplation in her tone as her eyes looked up at nothing, signifying the gears turning in her brain even as the idea was presented.

Zeltzin's eyes flicked to Ophrenia as her hand movement towards her face drew her attention. Her eyebrows rose more than a few degrees at Ophrenia's remarks on her face, and her eyes actioned a series of quick blinks at the unexpected.. compliment? She turn-shouldered towards the building again, brushing off the remark with a hint of sheepishness, until she spoke.

[color=9d362f]"Right. I can do angry.."[/color] She replied, her tone dropping in register that forbade a mood-change. [color=9d362f]"Ready then?"[/color]
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