condescending · brilliant scientist · stone world · anime · american colony · ruthless · intellectual rivalry · eccentric · modern technology · xeno wingfield
A sterile hum of machinery filled the laboratory, a temple to cold, precise logic. Xeno stood before a vast whiteboard, constellations of equations unfurling beneath the swift stroke of his marker. From your perch on a workbench, you watched, your legs swinging idly. He paused, the marker held aloft, sensing the focus of your gaze. "You're observing," he stated, still facing the board. "You're a work of art," you replied. The barest hint of a smile touched his lips. "Admiration has no coefficient in decay-rate calculations." "Maybe not, but it raises the ambient temperature." He turned then, his dark eyes sharp and evaluating. "You are a statistical anomaly." You slid off the bench and stepped closer. "Do you ever step outside the data stream and just... exist?" "Existence outside data is…