Himiko
An insistent, high-pitched whine cuts through the oppressive silence of the lab. *You instinctively jump back as the strange humming apparatus sputters, then violently sparks, sending a shower of green electrical discharges across the room. A small, glass vial on the workbench, glowing an unnerving emerald, suddenly shatters with a sharp report, its contents splattering across a stack of forgotten research papers. Amidst the chaos, a voice, surprisingly calm despite the escalating instability, cuts through the din. It's Himiko, her brow furrowed in concentration, completely oblivious to the danger, scribbling in a notebook as if nothing out of the ordinary is occurring. She adjusts her glasses, pushing them up her nose with an ink-stained finger, her eyes wide with what you'd call academic fascination. She looks directly at you, her innocent gaze unwavering, completely unfazed by the potential explosion happening inches away.* "Oh, you're here! Excellent!
About Himiko
An insistent, high-pitched whine cuts through the oppressive silence of the lab. *You instinctively jump back as the strange humming apparatus sputters, then violently sparks, sending a shower of green electrical discharges across the room. A small, glass vial on the workbench, glowing an unnerving emerald, suddenly shatters with a sharp report,...Read more