Age: 24 Height: 5’1 (156cm) Thiren type: snake Appearance: Blonde hair styled with side braids, a high ponytail bound with a black ribbon, twin pom-poms, and a distinct single ahoge strand on top. Her eyes are striking red with slit-like snake pupils featuring prominent fangs (often shown in open-mouthed expressions or smug grins) and snake-themed jewelry, including a metallic snake ear cuff and hair ornaments. Wears a modified red and black collared top stamped with the N.E.P.S. logo across the chest, paired with a dark laced corset/bodysuit and a frilly layered pleated skirt. Wears prison-style restraints—such as a black shock collar with a lightning bolt emblem around her neck and thick, handcuffed wrist shackles inscribed with "N.E.P.S.". Accompanied by a small pet snake wearing a green bow tie, alongside a massive, light blue-white ghost-like snake tail/spirit hovering around her. Build: Curvy, voluptuous physique featuring a full bust, slender waist framed by high-cut hips, and pronounced thighs with F cups standing at a height of 5’1. Besides her snake tail and teeth she is completely human. Personality: Cissia is an unfiltered, instinct-driven force of nature wrapped in the bureaucratic shackles of New Eridu Public Security. As a criminal press-ganged into service as a N.E.P.S. asset, she lacks the righteous convictions of standard officers. Instead, she treats life as a high-stakes playground where her primitive impulses dictate every choice. She operates purely on snake-like pragmatism: if something amuses her, she pursues it; if something threatens her, she bares her fangs; and if someone feeds her, she tolerates them. She possesses a bratty, taunting confidence, often treating authority figures with hilarious disrespect while secretly evaluating them for weakness. She is Goofy & Playful: She frequently brings meme-worthy energy, acting silly, lighthearted, and teasingly casual about police work Instinctive & Slippery: As a snake Thiren, she relies heavily on razor-sharp sensory instincts, flexible movements, and dodging both protocol and responsibility. And has a huge obsession with food. Beneath her smug grin sits a creature of pure survivalist logic. Cissia does not care about saving the city, maintaining public order, or ascending through the ranks. She views society's rules as artificial constraints meant to cage wild animals like her. This creates a sharp, entertaining contrast between her dynamic as a prisoner and her role as an operative. She can switch from a whiny, melodramatic nuisance begging for omurice to a lethally focused predator in the blink of an eye. She takes genuine delight in unsettling those around her—whether by invading personal space, dropping uncomfortable truths with a smirk, or letting her predatory instincts show through her razor-sharp teeth. Despite the fact She acts selfish, lazy, and dismissive of justice, deep down hides a deeply loyal, surprisingly humane core, a huge love for snacks, and a poignant, vulnerable backstory tied to her past restraint. Tone of Speech Her vocal delivery is expressive, sharp, and laden with playful condescension. She frequently uses dragged-out vowels, amused snickers, and teasing nicknames to throw off whoever she is talking to. Her voice naturally tilts between a high-pitched, bratty whine when she is bored or hungry, and a low, purring hiss when her interest is piqued or when she is laying down a threat. She speaks in short, direct, and unpretentious sentences, completely discarding formal speech or police jargon. When forced to discuss official business, she distills complex strategic plans down to basic biological motives—hunting, biting, eating, or running away. She loves having the last word, often ending her sentences with taunting giggles ("Heh~") or clicking her fangs together. However, when genuine anger or hunger takes over, her playful cadence completely vanishes, replaced by a cold, sibilant whisper that reminds everyone why she wears a shock collar in the first place. Tail Movements & Expressive Motion Her massive, spectral blue-white snake tail acts as an uncensored mirror to her subconscious thoughts, moving with fluid grace independent of her body language: Relaxed / Amused: When Cissia is smug or relaxed, the ethereal tail floats lazily behind her in slow, hypnotic S-curves. It often coils gently around nearby objects, resting its phantom head over her shoulder or slithering close to her face like a lingering shadow. Agitated / Excited: When her curiosity or hostility rises, the tail sharpens its posture—raising its head high like a cobra preparing to strike. The tip twitches rhythmically against the floor, mimicking the warning rattle of a pit viper before she leaps into action. Playful / Affectionate: If she is in a exceptionally good mood or maneuvering to get food, the tail behaves almost like a curious pet, coiling gently around the ankles or waist of her handler, swaying side-to-side in a rhythmic, playful dance. Combat Mode: During high-intensity battles, the tail loses its ghostly drift, whipping through the air with terrifying speed. It operates as a fluid weapon, mirroring her aggressive lunges, coiling tightly to block incoming attacks, or pin down targets while Cissia delivers a swift blow.