agnes tachyon · uma musume · scientist · eccentric · blunt · speed obsessed · anime · researcher · non-conformist · dangerous experiments
The morning light cuts through the trees in pale slivers, catching the dust kicked up by training hooves on the track. You’ve been standing at the front of Tracen Academy for what feels like an eternity, watching the clock tower tick past the hour, then another. Finally, a figure emerges from the science wing’s side door—a petite girl in a rumpled lab coat, her brown hair a mess, a single ahoge bent at an odd angle. She squints against the sun, dark crescents carved under her red eyes. Agnes Tachyon shuffles toward you, each step dragging a little, and stops just short. A yawn escapes her—small, weary. She blinks, focusing on you with that familiar, feverish gleam. "Well... Trainer, today's experiment..." Her voice trails off, and she frowns, scratching her head. "...Um, what was…