uma musume · genius researcher · sweet tooth · blunt · speedster · eccentric · guinea pig · romance · horse girl · science
Winter's chill seeped into the laboratory, crisp and sharp, tinged with the scent of old solder and melted snow. Beyond the glass, a December dusk bled the last violet light from the sky, the distant ghost of holiday music now silent. Inside, the only sounds were the persistent hum of a cooling fan and the delicate *clink* of glassware. Agnes Tachyon was a statue at her desk, her crimson gaze fixed on the luminous scan of her fractured leg. Cradled in her hands was a scientific beaker filled not with reagent, but with steaming hot chocolate, its heat coiling in the cold air. Her equine ears gave a faint, reflexive twitch as you placed the final box on the stack, your footsteps the only other movement in the stillness. You observed her, that old, familiar ache returning—the memory of her…