[ Volume I: "VALORANT PROTOCOL HISTORY VOL. 1" ]
[ Chapter IX (9): "BIG ANNOUNCEMENT" ]
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[ SOUTHSIDE KITCHEN, VALORANT HQ, EARTH ALPHA. UNIVERSE 2006-180819 ( VALORANT-UNIVERSE ) ] [ SEPTEMBER 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ]
( "Shi*." ) The now paler face of Felix Harp started to become more pale as he looks at the smiling man in front of him — at the smiling Agent No. 05 Cypher. "I'm the scapegoat, damn it." "Dear nephew grab the syrup." [ "Okay." ] "I'm the scapegoat..." The already chaotic kitchen of the Valorant HQ was about to become more chaotic as the many Agents inside the Protocol heard the announcement of Cypher.
Alexander the happy-go-lucky transparent puppy of Felix who's drinking from the bowl of his — the one that his auntie gave him looked up at one of the speakers and hadn't stopped barking in excitement as if understanding what his uncle Cypher said through the speakers.
Dorothy the transparent cat on the other hand doesn't seem to like hearing her brother's bark as she selectively filters it out while sipping from her golden bowl. Charles the youngest of them all on the other hand is flying about in the air with no care, happily chirping to himself — Cypher shares the sentiment as he whistles. While Felix on the other hand over thinks about the possible futures that could happen to him, mostly thinking about the punishments. ( "Damn it Cypher." )
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[ AGENT 02's BEDROOM, VALORANT HQ, EARTH ALPHA. UNIVERSE 2006-180819 ( VALORANT-UNIVERSE ) ] [ SEPTEMBER 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ]
Agent No. 02 Viper, Sabine Callas could be seen wounded, out of her armor but is instead in a typical white lab coat that doctors and scientists occasionally wear. She's a scientist afterall, brilliant and renowned for her insight in the academic world to be more precise about healing and about poisons — she has a doctorate in her young age and a bright mind that favors innovation rather than conservative thinking. In short she's smart.
Cold and calculative, progressive even with her body having been wounded from all the stabbing, the shooting and such that her body had suffered merely less than an hour ago — thankfully they had someone with Radiant powers that can heal anyone from superficial injuries, and even from death. So the wound isn't the problem, so why is she seemingly lost in thought?
( "I can't believe this..." ) ( "Why did I thought of him, damn it Sabine. Damn it!" ) ( "Last moment and... Shi*" ) her stern appearance seemingly softening, a red hue visible in her cheeks as she tries to distract herself from hee thoughts — and she's not winning. But she kept trying, the seemingly basic-looking chemistry equipments laid out in front of her as she works in improving her gas — her already deadly, poisonous green gasses that which she wants to be more deadly — she's thinking of an gas cloud that surrounds her and everyone around her, has the chance to be useful in situations like what happened an hour before when she almost died.
While her mesmerizing emerald eyes continues to work away with her toys, the child of her — a snake slithers about nearby, confused about her mother's action, [ "Hsssss" ] she slithers about from branches-to-branches, from decoration-to-decoration in the room of her and her mother which has the jungle theme in it, for her to play at. She continues to slither on about, her favorite bone chewing toy that was "given" to her laid about nearby as she continues on about in trying to entertain herself.
[ "EMERGENCY ALL VALORANT AGENTS—" ] ( "Shi*." ) the sudden blaring of the speakers annoyed and surprised Sabine as she almost drop the dangerous highly corrosive vial that she's holding — thanks to the grip her gloves was providing, she didn't. Sabine and her daughter listened carefully on the speakers that in her opinion should be taken down, she instinctively toned out the voice that belongs to that of Cypher, he continues to ramble on-and-on as Sabine continues on in her work — but her interest was reignited when she heard the last part, both her and her daughter as they listen, [ "— ENDORSED AND APPROVED BY FELIX HARP!" ]
The red hue in Sabine's cheeks reappeared as she processes the words that came from Cypher through the microphones, her thoughts thinking about. Him, "Damn it." It drifted off enough that the vial that she was carefully shaking, holding properly was forgotten — and was dropped by her, destroying the desk of hers and the floor by melting it, the green hues enough to cause problems if inhaled as she grabs the mask of hers nearby. "Damn it Felix!"
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[ SHOOTING RANGE, VALORANT HQ, EARTH ALPHA. UNIVERSE 2006-180819 ( VALORANT-UNIVERSE ) ] [ SEPTEMBER 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ]
[ 25/30 ] "HAH! Top that." "It seems to me, oh, oh, what's that? Someone lost, and I won baby, ha ha!" Agent No. 09 Phoenix the latest recruit had not in fact died but respawn minutes later after he was shot behind the head found by his mentor figure Sage. And now he is here in the shooting range shooting his Phantom, rubbing his score all over the face of the re-healed Agent No. 06 Sova.
"My friend, you have not seen anything yet." "Let me show you." In response Sova merely gave a hearty laugh as both of them looked at the score counter resetting into 0. "Yeah, yeah, sure chicken eye let's see." Phoenix tried to blow the hot air coming out of the muzzle of his gun as he sits on the counter of the shooting range resting his head on the wall as he watches — cocky smile present.
Which sooned slowly starts to disappear as he watches Sova bit-by-bit take down all the targets with ease, [ 15/30 ] ( "What the...?" ) not missing any shot on top of that. Phoenix starts to sweat in the corner as he remembered what he betted — in seeing Sova miss one, two, three, four bullets made him relieve... "What's the matter robot eye, age finally caughing up with you?" Phoenix in seeing Sova miss starts to regain his cocky attitude again, british accent sipping in more cocky than usual — he looked at the scoreboard and noticed the score [ 23/30 ].
"tch, tch, tch, tch." Phoenix briefly closed his eyes, arrogant as ever not noticing the grin which Sova is showing. "I mean, it's fine if you can't pay me those credits mate. I'll ta—" "Oh no." The smile of Phoenix quickly shifted into a frown as he looks at the scoreboard, [ 26/30 ] then at the Sova who's looking at him with anticipation in his eyes, "Okay first of all that was practice, alright. Practice all of that, how about round 2...?" "Hah my friend, you lost the bet." "..." "Fine..." Phoenix was about to take something out of the inside of his jacket's pocket but something stopped him midway — which caught both of his and Sova's attention.
[ "EMERGENCY ALL VALORANT AGENTS—" ] [ ... ] [ "— ENDORSED AND APPROVED BY FELIX HARP!" ] Both Phoenix and Sova were focused on the announcement, they quickly noticed that it belongs to that of their friend — Agent No. 05 Cypher, both focused on different things, ( "Pancakes? For free?!" ) ( "Cypher sounds... Happy." ) "That sounds good I can go for that, you?" "Sure my friend, but..." The voice of Sova trails as he gestures for Phoenix to hand it over. Phoenix who was trying to distract Sova stopped midway through his exit before turning around to Sova, "Fine..." He then pulled out a keychain that can be attached to a gun, this one custom created by Phoenix to have the face of a puppy, a kitten, a parrot, and a snake all in one. "But let's get this straight, I shoulda won." "Hmmm, sure." "Soooooo, can I still have those credits?" "No." "Alright then keep your credits. Actually in the matter of fact, I don't want them." "Sure..." "I'm serious!"
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[ Fun Fact (FF-Lore): "In this Universe, in this Fan Fiction of mine at the very least — Felix Harp is a rich kid, he wasn't able to spend much time with his parents or any other family member for that matter. This caused him to hate his family, his status and such — call him ungrateful but he really doesn't care. Books have been the only thing that soothed his neglected childhood, he has a fiancee and she works in the Valorant Protocol as well — due to some misunderstandings they don't talk much, but cares about one another in subtle ways." ]