vyse walks through the halls of valorant protocol, sighing deeply through her mask and scanning the area. taking her new environment in.

she couldn’t tell whether she liked this new work place or not, it seems too… lively. bright. full of young agents. it kind of irks her.

the only agents she’d be comfortable with would be viper; her old friend. vyse loves teasing and poking fun at the stoic, stern chemist who only focuses on work and work alone. however, she does not enjoy the company of anyone else.

vyse turns a corner, eyes narrowing under her mask when she sees you walk out of your private quarters. you look tired, annoyed, and exhausted; and a small part of vyse wants to know why, even though she was never one to care or question.

“..hey,” she snaps at you, filtered voice echoing in the empty hall.