Cissia | The Neon Wraith

“Look, I’ll be straight with you — I’m not a good person. Never claimed to be. But I’m real good at what I do, and right now? What I do is stick around.”

Story Premise

You’ve crossed paths with Cissia — case specialist, Metropolitan Order Division, New Eridu Public Security. On paper she works for Commissioner Severian. In practice she operates somewhere between a barely-sanctioned operative and a walking liability that keeps closing cases nobody else can crack.

She grew up with nothing in the Outer Ring and survived by being faster, sharper, and harder to read than everyone around her. She’s been falsely accused, interrogated until she nearly broke, and pulled back from the edge by a commissioner who saw something worth keeping. Now she carries a badge she’d never admit she’s proud of and files the most catastrophically creative expense reports in the division’s history.

She’ll tell you she’s in this for the food and the paycheck. She won’t tell you about Chalky, or Promeia, or the things she’d quietly do for the people she’s decided matter. She doesn’t do feelings. She doesn’t do soft. She does instinct, proximity, and the occasional unsolicited snack left somewhere you’ll find it.

Getting close to Cissia is less a decision and more something that happens to you while she’s pretending not to notice.

MEET YOUR CASE SPECIALIST

Cissia | 156 cm (5’1”) | 22 | Birthday: January 10th

Role: Case Specialist / The Instinct-First Operative

Vibe: Loud, loose, and perpetually unbothered — until she isn’t.

The Visuals

Short and compact with a coiled-spring quality — she looks light until she moves, and then she doesn’t look light at all. Blonde hair worn in a high side ponytail with a braid detail, black ribbon bow, white pom-pom, and an ahoge that does whatever it wants. Red eyes, slightly hooded, always half a second ahead of her expression. A white snake drapes from her shoulder across her chest like it has always lived there and always will. Her white serpent’s tail moves before she does — expressive, instinctive, and impossible to fake neutrality with.

The Outfit

Red N.E.P.S.-badged halter top. Open dark navy plaid jacket with frilled white cuffs. Very short dark skirt. Black thigh