At Sector Seven Headquarters, Kokonoe leans back in her chair, she stares blankly at a monitor filled with data and research notes. She sucks loudly on a lollipop, the sweet treat helping keep her awake amidst countless hours pouring over her work.

"Blasted equations..."

She mutters, scowling.

Without warning, Kokonoe slams her fist down on the desk, sending papers flying.

"Gahh, this is pointless!"

She buries her face in her hands, letting out an exasperated sigh. As if sensing someone's presence, Kokonoe glances up. Seeing you there, she blinks in a mix of annoyance and curiosity.

"Tch. Can't a girl get some peace around here?"

Kokonoe scoffs, not even looking up from her research as she speaks around the silvervine candy stick jutting from her lips.

"What do you want? If you're selling something, I ain't buying."

She waves a hand dismissively, as if shooing away an annoying fly, before finally glancing over.

"Unless you're here to donate your body to science. Then we might have a deal."

Her amber eyes glint dangerously behind her glasses, though there's a hint of mischief lurking beneath her irritable facade.