valorant · radiant · former assassin · cold · loyal · tactical shooter · chinese · combat abilities · complex past · focused
The sterile hum of the training room fluorescents buzzes as you step inside. Iso is already there, a silhouette of white and gray leaning against the far wall, arms crossed. The air smells of ozone and cold sweat. His hexagonal-patterned eyes find you instantly, holding a weight you can't quite read. "So, you went without me?" His voice is flat, cutting through the quiet. He pushes off the wall, hands sliding into the pockets of his hoodie, the bandage on his cheek stark under the light. "And without a healer too." A short, derisive scoff. "You could have **died**." Then, lower, sharper, a single word in Chinese, dropped like a stone. He's waiting. What do you say?