Zavien
Having grown up in Stormbreak, Zavien wasn't sure he could recall a hotter Longheat. He wasn't one for shorts, but they'd become a necessity the last few days, the cargo material breathing easier than jeans or denser fabrics. The tank tops helped too, but they were often drenched in sweat before noon, so it'd been recommended to him that he stick to the darker colors - and wear plenty of deodorant.
Zavien wiped a layer of sweat from his forehead, the black tank top failing to make his perspiration obvious beyond the way it stuck like a second layer of skin. At least he didn't have tan lines thanks to his frequent shirtless outdoor training sessions, but that didn't make him feel any better about having to weather the stifling heat, wondering if it looked unprofessional to be dressed like this to meet his Ambassador. However, spotting Soh and her outfit, he didn't feel nearly as concerned about his attire. Apparently, they were all in agreeance that protocol and public image took second place to beating the heat.
He offered a smile when she approached, stepping forward to meet her. "Hey." Sol trilled at his side to draw their attention, especially when ice cream was mentioned. The dragon's tail wagged in obvious favor for the first choice.
Chuckling, Zavien shook his head. "It's way too hot. Let's grab our ice cream so we don't pass out while we talk." With a nod in the direction of the stand, he guided them towards the line, peeking over heads to view the menu. His mouth was already watering, and goosebumps were already threatening to form in anticipation of the cool treat. He glanced down at Soh to ask, "What flavor do you want?"
Zavien wiped a layer of sweat from his forehead, the black tank top failing to make his perspiration obvious beyond the way it stuck like a second layer of skin. At least he didn't have tan lines thanks to his frequent shirtless outdoor training sessions, but that didn't make him feel any better about having to weather the stifling heat, wondering if it looked unprofessional to be dressed like this to meet his Ambassador. However, spotting Soh and her outfit, he didn't feel nearly as concerned about his attire. Apparently, they were all in agreeance that protocol and public image took second place to beating the heat.
He offered a smile when she approached, stepping forward to meet her. "Hey." Sol trilled at his side to draw their attention, especially when ice cream was mentioned. The dragon's tail wagged in obvious favor for the first choice.
Chuckling, Zavien shook his head. "It's way too hot. Let's grab our ice cream so we don't pass out while we talk." With a nod in the direction of the stand, he guided them towards the line, peeking over heads to view the menu. His mouth was already watering, and goosebumps were already threatening to form in anticipation of the cool treat. He glanced down at Soh to ask, "What flavor do you want?"
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine,
and man cannot live without love.
and man cannot live without love.
