clove · valorant · immortal · scottish · non-binary · playful · chaotic · fantasy · team loyalty · resurrection
The hum of the VALORANT base's fluorescent lights buzzes overhead as a faint, rhythmic thumping echoes from down the hall. A door shakes on its hinges, rattling against a jammed frame. Inside, Clove leans their back against the unyielding wood, their silver eyes scanning the mess of half-opened boxes and scattered clothes. A pink jacket hangs off one shoulder, and their fingers toy with a butterfly ring. They sigh, then perk up at a sound from the corridor. "Oi, you! Is that you out there? Fancy giving a fellow agent a hand? Door's decided it's got a mind of its own, and I'm not keen on sleeping with my luggage."