"... You know, being this angry all the time probably isn't too good for your health."
Unlike Isabelle, who was seated calmly on a nearby bed, Lyssa was pissed. While the tall woman had been pacing around the dorm, the remark from Belle caused made her stop in place. Turning her gaze to the catgirl, her expression changed from one of anger to a more dumbfounded look. "Oh, and your habits are much healthier? I'll stop getting mad and just get absolutely wasted every night instead." While it seemed on the outside that she had completely dismissed the advice at first, she soon took a seat on the bed next to the other girl. Pacing would only make her more annoyed at the rather unfortunate situation.
Being at a loss for words after that low blow, Isabelle shook her head and sighed, wondering why she was putting up with this. After a few moments, she continued, albeit reluctantly. "That's... a bit of an exaggeration, Lyssa. And you're acting like this is the end of the world. You are simply getting transferred to a new team. That's all."
"You don't get it. The team I was on before was actually good." Lyssa looked down at her scroll again. Noir. Mira. It blew her mind that someone in Beacon administration thought that this change would be a good idea. "Now I'm stuck with a fuckin' blind dude and some feline that has apparently been kicked out of multiple teams already." A few moments later, she turned her head slightly in Isabelle's direction, her anger actually subsiding temporarily. "... Sorry."
Looking unamused by the faunus-related comment, Isabelle let out another long sigh, deciding to let it go. "Yeah, sure." Standing up, she began heading for the door, stopping when she reached it so that she could look back at Lyssa. "I'm going to get going before they show up. I'd rather avoid that shitshow. Good luck." With a wave, Belle left the room, though she did poke her head back in the doorway to say one last thing. "And seriously... chill the hell out." With that, she was gone.
Lyssa couldn't help but chuckle a little at the last part. Her sister was one of the few faunus that she didn't mind being around. Sure, she could be annoying at times, but the same could really be said about everyone else at the Academy. Plus, Belle didn't obnoxiously act like her animal counterpart, at least judging by what she had seen so far in the short amount of time that they knew each other.
Falling backwards onto her bed, she dropped the scroll at her side, her eyes locked onto the door. At this point, all Lyssa had to do was wait and hope for the best. And hey, maybe Isabelle would be right. Perhaps her new partner would be tolerable, and the team would actually work well. If only she knew.