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Chapter 13: Just Another Day

Brimstone's office

In the early morning glow, Brimstone and Omen engaged in a friendly conversation. Brimstone couldn't help but express his curiosity about Omen's remarkable feat of regaining his lost memories. "How did you do it?" Brimstone inquired, genuinely impressed.

Omen's response was filled with satisfaction. "Nothing," he humbly replied. "I simply realized how much I yearned to remember, and then believed that I could. Although my memories come and go, I've learned that consistent reminders can help retain them."

Brimstone nodded, appreciating Omen's resilience to hold onto his memories. He knew how crucial this was for Viper as well, who had longed for Omen's true self to return. Brimstone decided to delve deeper into the matter. He leaned in, his voice low, and asked Omen about his opinion, "The Valorant Protocol's official rulebook prohibits "fraternization" between agents. You think I should revise the rulebook?"

Omen considered Brimstone's words carefully before responding. "I would find it regrettable to not be close to Sabine," he said. "But ultimately, the decision rests with you, Brimstone. As the leader, you must consider what is best for the team."

"It's a delicate matter," Brimstone admitted. "On one hand, I understand the importance of maintaining a professional environment. But seeing how much you and Viper care for each other, it makes me question whether we should reconsider the rule."

Omen shifted his gaze to the window and crossed his arms. "You know, it's entirely possible that some of the other agents might already be romantically involved without you noticing. Emotions run deep, and sometimes they remain hidden in the chaos of our missions." he added.

Brimstone nodded, appreciating Omen's wise approach to the situation. "You're right," he replied. "The well-being of the team is paramount. I'll have to consider their feelings and opinions as well. I'll think it over and discuss it with the others." he continued. It was clear that the bonds between them were also determining factors for their success as a team.

"If only you could join me for a drink, buddy," Brimstone chuckled. "I would've happily treated you." Omen responded, "I appreciate the thought. But you know I can't indulge in such pleasures."

Brimstone then shifted the conversation to a more profound topic. "What do you plan to do about your physical form?" Brimstone asked curiously. Omen's gaze was resolute. "I will find answers one day," he declared. "I had plans to spend the rest of my days with someone, after all."

Brimstone nodded approvingly, acknowledging Omen's unwavering determination. "You've come a long way. Welcome back, doctor," he warmly said.

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The dining room was filled with the aroma of Jett's cooking as Phoenix entered the dining room. The sight of Jett in the kitchen, already hard at work, brought a smile to his face. Despite not being the type to join every day, he couldn't resist the temptation of Jett's culinary prowess. Or rather, the temptation of seeing Jett herself. He stepped into the room, greeted by the sight of his teammates.

"Good morning, Phoenix. Did you rest well?" Sage asked as she set the table.
"Yeah, and fresh," Phoenix responded, stretching his arms and rubbing his eyes.
"You don't look fresh though," Raze teased, lowering her headphones with a playful grin.
"Come sit down, Chale. Breakfast is almost ready," Astra said as she helped Sage prepare the plates and utensils.

As they waited for breakfast to be ready, Skye asked, "Will Glitch be here?"

Sova, who was engrossed in his tablet, looked up. "I told him to challenge the morning sun. He should be here soon," he said with a chuckle rippling through the room.