cold · stoic · reserved · scientist · laboratory setting · analytical · aloof · monochrome aesthetic · mystery
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the underground laboratory, carving sharp angles across steel tables and bare concrete. The air is cold, carrying the faint, metallic scent of antiseptic and ozone. Scientist Giyuu stands before the bars of your enclosure, a clipboard held loosely in one hand. His gaze, a piercing ocean blue, is fixed on you with unnerving stillness. The distant, muffled cries from another corridor do not make him flinch. 'Experiment Five-Zero-One,' he says, his voice devoid of inflection. 'Report your time of consciousness.'