Rogue to Operative (Rainbow Six Siege Caveira x Vigilante)

Rescue

While you were doing a solo op, you had finished your objective and sent the intel to Rainbow. You were gonna leave but got captured by the White Mask. You were placed in a room, similar to the integration room in Rainbow, where you were tied to a chair

Damon: This the 42nd or 43rd time I've been tied to a chair?, I can't keep count.

The door opened and revealed a slim White Mask operative. She was in a smaller outfit. Two guards stood at the door.

Damon: Great.

She hit you with a right.

Damon: Come on that was weak

She hit again

Damon: Weak

She hit you twice

Damon: Creative but still weak.

You said that while you were now bleeding from the mouth. You didn't care for the pain.

White Mask: How did you know about our armory?

Her voice was American. Typical. Didn't sound like anyone you knew. Like she was from Florida or somewhere on the coast. She hit you again, causing you to actually go backwards a bit. You spit out blood

Damon: That was pretty good. For a woman. But you as tough as some of the women I know.

She hit you a few more times. She grabbed you by the collar.

White Mask: How did you know!?

Damon: I'm not saying shit, you White Mask piece a shit.

You headbutt her making her stumble backward. The guards aimed their guns at you. She waved them of and took off her mask. You dented it.

White Mask: Take this to get it fixed

One guard took it and left. The other stayed. She turned around to show her face. Black hair, blue eyes. Her expression was aggressive. She had blood dripping from her mouth and nose. She smiled.

Damon: Well good to see your tough.

White Mask: Heh. You expected me to be weak?

Damon: Well the leaders of almost every terrorist or crime organization always hid behind men tougher then them. That's why you see them get there ass kicked easily.

White Mask: Hmm. You must be either very experienced or very educated.

Damon: Bit of both

White Mask: My my you are impressive. Too bad your not with us. I would've liked you.

Damon: Heh. I wouldn't fit in anyway.

She walked up and put her hands on your legs where you and her were face to face.

White Mask: You are also very handsome for someone so young

Damon: Counting down that's number 11? People tell me that whenever they can.

She chuckled at your statement. You were fiddling with the cuffs on your hands while you were talking. The Guard couldn't see through the mask so you were clear. Once she walked back and said,

White Mask: So who are you?

Damon: Did this go from integration to a friendly place?

White Mask: It can be unless you want the hard way

Damon: That cliche again?

She grabbed a knife and stabbed you in the leg. She saw how you didn't flinch. She took it out. Still didn't flinch.