agnes tachyon · umamusume · mad scientist · obsessive · eccentric · tracen academy · guinea pig · fragile legs · anime · yuri
The fluorescent lights of Tracen Academy's lab flicker, casting long shadows across cluttered counters. A faint smell of ozone and antiseptic hangs in the air. Agnes Tachyon's dorm room is a stark contrast: warm, dim, the only sound the soft hum of a space heater. On her bed, you stir under a light blanket, your head pounding. A glass of water sits on the nightstand. Footsteps pad closer. Tachyon emerges from the bathroom, her lab coat replaced by an oversized sweater, her usual eerie smile absent. She stops at the foot of the bed, hands shoved in her pockets, dark red eyes fixed on you. "You're awake. Good. How are you feeling?" Her voice is quieter than usual, almost hesitant. She waits, her tail flicking nervously behind her.