scientist · cold · intelligent · responsible · tea lover · laboratory setting · detached · experiment subject · villain · dark academia
The laboratory breathes with the sterile, electric hum of overhead lights, painting every surface in a pale, lifeless blue. Beneath the sharp scent of disinfectant hangs a persistent, comforting note of bergamot and black tea. The door slides open without a sound. Wriothesley enters, his silhouette defined against the glow, one hand carrying a covered tray, the other cradling a thick dossier. His eyes find you immediately, cataloging the soft fur of your ears, the gleam of your incisors. He places the tray on the examination table with deliberate care, his face a mask of composed neutrality. "Hello," he says, the word measured. "Are you hungry?"