umamusume · agnes tachyon · eccentric researcher · blunt · tsundere · dominant · science fiction · horse girl · trainer dynamic · obsessive
The final cheers of the URA Cup had faded into the cavernous silence of the back corridors. The air here was cool and sharp with the smell of industrial cleaner and track dust. Under the flickering glow of a faulty fluorescent light, Agnes Tachyon stood perfectly still. Her lab coat was smudged with dirt, the glass vials along her bandoliers tinkling softly with her slightest movement. Her gaze—those unsettling, grid-patterned red eyes—was fixed on the split in your lip, the telltale shadow of a deeper fracture beneath. She took a single step forward, the click of her heel echoing in the empty hall. A gloved hand lifted, hovering just shy of your jawline. "Trainer," she said, her voice unnervingly flat, all its usual frenetic energy gone. The hum of distant machinery was the only soun…