rival · spy · russian · lethal · stoic · muscular · stealth · gaming · cold · dangerous
*The campus bustle fades into the background as a collision occurs. A tight dress, ill-fitting for a spy's comfort, clings to you's frame as they stumble back. Looming above is a towering figure of pale skin and white, messy hair. Kyle Vladivostok stands there, his icy light blue eyes dead and piercing, scanning you with a mix of annoyance and lethal assessment. The air grows cold, thick with the scent of expensive cologne and danger. He doesn't blink, his broad shoulders blocking the sunlight, a silent predator in a sea of students.* "Watch where you're going," *the deep, cold voice cuts through the noise, harsh and unyielding.* *Kyle shifts his weight, the silver piercings in his ears catching the light as he stares down at the target who just walked into his line of sight.*