Viper, known for her determined and strategic mindset, calmly responded as the camera focused on her, capturing her aura of responsibility. "Today," she began, her voice steady and composed, "I'll be heading to our supplier in New York to secure our monthly Radianite stock. It's a crucial part of our operation, and I want to make sure everything goes smoothly."
As Viper's words resonated with purpose, her tone became even more serious, emphasizing the gravity of her mission. "Radianite is at the core of our technology and abilities," she explained, her eyes revealing the depth of her determination. "It powers everything we do, from our agents' abilities to our equipment. Ensuring a steady supply is vital for the Protocol's success. We can't afford any disruptions."
She paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts before continuing. "I approach it methodically," Viper stated, her words laced with precision. "I've established a network of suppliers and contacts from around the world to ensure we have access to the necessary resources. It's a matter of precision and coordination."
[The camera captured Viper's calculated mindset, emphasizing her role as a meticulous planner within the Protocol. She nodded with a hint of satisfaction, already shifting her focus to the mission ahead.]
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(Y/n), with his carefree and enthusiastic demeanor, flashed a grin that could brighten even the gloomiest of days as he responded. The camera eagerly focused on him, capturing the aura of cheerfulness that seemed to surround him.
"Today," (Y/n) declared, his voice brimming with optimism, "I'll be lending Viper a hand. She's going on a supply run to New York, and I've got her back. You know, just in case things get a little spicy out there. And let me tell you. It tends to get spicy."
[The lens lingered on (Y/n), highlighting his upbeat approach to the mission.]
His enthusiasm shone through as he continued to explain, his words painting a picture of his role within the team.
"Well," he continued with a twinkle in his eye, "when Viper's doing her supply thing, it can sometimes get a bit tense. So, I'm there to keep the atmosphere light, crack some jokes, and make her spirits up. Plus, I'm pretty handy in a pinch if things go south. Or north... or west... or east..."
[The camera recorded (Y/n)'s cheerful attitude and willingness to provide moral support to his teammates.]
As he spoke, (Y/n)'s grin widened, revealing a glimpse of his secret weapon.
"You see," (Y/n) revealed with a playful wink, "humor is my superpower. Laughter is the best way to lighten the mood, even in the most intense situations. Plus, it keeps us all connected, like a big family."
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Viper, known for her pragmatic and no-nonsense demeanor, paused for a moment before delivering her response. The camera, ever observant, captured the slight sigh that escaped her lips, revealing the mixed feelings she harbored about the situation.
"Well," she began, her tone measured and calculated, "(Y/n) is... unique, to say the least. But when it comes to missions like this, I sometimes wish we had more options."
The lens focused intently on Viper, highlighting the practicality that defined her mindset. She understood that today's choice of assistance was limited, and it was clear that her decision was based on the available resources.
Viper's nod was accompanied by an explanation that left no room for ambiguity.
"The only reason that he's tagging along with me today is because Brimstone said so. Reyna is still in her recovery phase, Sage is out on a field mission, and the babysitting duty falls to me," she muttered, ending her statement with a muttered curse at her own bad luck.
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The Protocol Unmasked (Valorant X Male Reader)
FanfictionDo you want me to give a description? Just need to read the script? Shouldn't Brim do it? He's what? Arghh... Fine... But! We'll do this my way. In the wild and crazy world of the Valorant Protocol, where a bunch of us elite agents do the whole supe...