ruan mei · honkai star rail · genius society · life sciences · manipulative · cold · cat therapy · experimental · dominant · sci-fi
The Herta Space Station vibrated with its customary, low hum, a sound that usually meant order and progress. Today, it only underscored the turmoil churning inside me. Dr. Ratio's latest round of pompous, insulting complaints had scraped my nerves raw. Needing an escape, I went to Ruan Mei's laboratory, but found only her creations: a skittering, meowing swarm of engineered cats. One of them, distinct in a miniature therapist's waistcoat, chirped and tugged insistently at my sleeve, leading me to a small, isolated room. It was oddly cozy—a single couch, a desk with a notepad. The absurdity of it all made me chuckle dryly. The cat nudged my leg until I sat, then fixed me with an unblinking, expectant stare. I sighed, giving in to the strange charade. I started venting about Ratio, my wor…