Lyss

Local Feline Nightlight

### D.O.B.

Lyss's guess: Est. 2059-2061, DOB UncertainSomeone who actually can do basic research inferences educated guess: Est. September 6 2061-Mid-Augest 2062

### Folder Link

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Q2LMNMUaRuWQw2alXrAiIF8iLP7axNTO?usp=sharing

# Character Information

### Summary

Mildly ditzy self-taught high talent chaos mage catperson picked up by a rather unprofessional UCAS External Operations Liaison/Fixer for use as a deniable asset/'runner.

### Goals

* Learn more magic!
* Have fun! Cause chaos! Indulge in feline shenaniganery!
* Get a good Foci!
* Learn how to make Foci!
* Make a foci!
* Make friends!

## Background

Lyss was born a very magic kittycat. A SURGE Changeling from the start, whomst, or what Lyss's parents has been lost to time. They grew up on the streets and did as many urchins and orphans do- Struggle to survive the day to day. Fortunately for Lyss, They were born with significant arcane talent- Something they quickly picked up on and extensively utilized as they worked out the ins and outs of their power. Ultimately, what works works. It does not matter to Lyss, if there are big old boring mathematical formulae behind runes, what matters to Lyss is that the runes work. The metaphysical superstitious reasons behind why king rat tails and the eyes of those who die to starvation help Lyss magic better are irrelevant, what matters is that it works. Always do what works, tradition and superstition bogs down utility. And on the streets, that's a bogging down Lyss couldn't afford. So Lyss did what worked. SINless and homeless, for years. Magical talent likely being the only reason the kitty didn't end up in an exploitative, dangerous environment. Turns out it's a lot easier to live on your own when you can just sneakysneaky compel people to leave you food!

Somewhere along the line, Lyss crossed the border from the sprawl proper and made their way into Fort Lewis. Weirdly clean and orderly place that it is. With the threat of being beaten into the cement by gangers and other urchins a far more distant threat- What with the Milpo not tolerating street violence of any degree, Lyss very much appreciated the reprieve. At first the cat spent a good bit of time squatting in various abandoned military bunkers and camped out in various woodland patches around Fort Lewis as they got a lay of the land. And sooner or later, Lyss grew up.

At some point along the line, Lyss's little kitty brain came up with a perfect plan that was definitely well thought out and not at all seriously flawed in multiple aspects- There is a zoo in Fort Lewis. A big big big one. It has food and Lyss can feck with people's heads. Clearly the best way to get free food is is to slip into the zoo and otherwise squat in the vicinity- Easy enough to swipe free food after hours, and if people get suspicious and yell at them, they can just slip away with mindmagic! Lyss's 20th birthday came and went while the cat sheltered in the area.

Surprisingly, their plan worked. For almost a year, Lyss managed to squat in the vicinity of the zoo without being arrested or otherwise thrown out. Lyss being nocturnal permitted simply sleeping out of sight of visitors- Making the only complications the zookeepers and security guards. And it worked! Lyss's cover was only, finally blown when a visitor with an exceptionally strong mind happened to stay after hours and caught the kitty rifling through a food stand's stocks.

Enter Second Lieutenant Vaya Karasi. UCAS External Operations Liaison, Chaos Mage, and unrepentant flirt. Encountering someone after hours was a surprise to her. What was even more of a surprise was the failed magical attempt at redirecting attention. From there, things rapidly spiraled out of control for Lyss. Lt. Karasi did *not* opt to call it in and have Lyss arrested. Instead, she took the cat home. A potent SINless mage with no prior loyalties or associations? Yes please, That's an *excellent* candidate for a future ExOP asset.

Lyss spent the next year and a half living with Lt. Karasi and being trained- Primarily in magic, however a scattering of other subjects *did* come up. The pair grew quite close over the course of the training. That hiding a SINless individual in military housing isn't exactly legal was no dissuasion to Lt. Karasi, As an ExOP Liaison and Fixer, arranging for a proper false SIN was a relatively simple affair- Making it a non-issue. Notable is Lyss's favorite jacket is a handmedown, a gift from Lt. Karasi.

A year and two months in, and Lyss managed to convince Karasi to help them to get their own place. Although they certainly had the option to stay- Karasi's door is wide open for them, the cat didn't want to be a burden. Lyss wanted to feel helpful. Thus, despite understandable concern on Lt. Karasi's part, it was arranged for Lyss to live in a relatively pleasant part of Parkland's non-military housing. From there, Karasi began sending the cat on jobs appropriate to their skills- considering the kitty wasn't interested in taking a relatively cushy arcane logistics military posting and needed to get money from somewhere or another. Some of the jobs were funded by UCAS External Operations, others by various low level contacts and Johnsons. Not that Lyss ever knew the specifics of who's paying them to do things. Need to know basis after all, Johnson identities are kept opaque for a reason

Eventually, Lyss reached a point of efficacy where introduction to the Farmers Market was deemed worthwhile. And so they were. Now we're here.

## Narrative Significant Qualities

* SURGE III (Catperson of Indeterminate Gender) [Keen Eared, Biosonar, Mood Hair, Bioluminescence, Unusual Hair, Retractable Claws, Low Light Vision (Feline), Functional Tail (Prehensile), Nocturnal, Impaired Attribute (Str), Vomeronasal Organ] Notables
* Mood Hair+Bioluminescence+Unusual Hair. The tips of their hair biolum and change color with their mood, on top of being recognizable. There are only so many cats that glow in the dark after all. The kitty is relatively distinctive.
* Phobia (Mild, Dogs) - Good rp reasons to involve doggos in scenes
* Faraday Himself - Highly magic kibby+matrix = fucky wucky
* Nocturnal - The kibby's sleep schedule very much matters for runs.
* Volmeronasal Organ - The kitty can smell all manner of fun things- basic emotions such as fear, anger, and lust, can ID people/animals by scent alone, and gets overwhelmed by large amounts of nasty scents. Not to mention tailored pheromones being twice as affective on the kitty. Obviously a gasmask disables all of this, but it still does matter for when they aren't wearing respirator gear.
* Biosonar+Keen Hearing. The kitty is an exceptionally good evesdropper, on top of the whole 'can navigate by sound' thing. This paired with their hearing assisting gear is quite potent.
* Magician (Chaos Magic Tradition)

## Affiliations

### Contacts

 Vale Trachi
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# In Character Information

## Matrix Search Table

 3
 6+

## Shadow Community Table

 3
 6+

## Assensing Table

 2
 3
 4
 5+

## SINs

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  R4 Tia Vitari, UCAS (Fake SIN)

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  R4 Drivers License
  R4 Restricted Equipment License
  R4 Restricted Armor License
  R4 Mage License

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## Appearance

Lyss is an exceptionally fluffy kittySURGE chaosmage of uncertain gender. Their absolute mess of silvery, partially-bioluminescent fluff cascades down their back. Electric blue feline-slitted eyes peer outwards, the shade matching the electric blue bioluminescent tips of their mane of hair/ Furred ears find themselves perked, orienting and reorienting towards distant sounds.

### Clothing

The majority of their clothing is relatively unremarkable, however their jacket stands out a tad. At an initial glance, the jacket the kitty wears is clearly too large for them- Seemingly an oversized, worn out UCAS armored synthleather jacket of a design two decades out of date- The thing is probably older than Lyss themself. Close inspection shows signs of significant modifications- tears sewn, armor plates replaced, patches for holes, retailored to function more as a trenchcoat rather than a jacket, and more- All signs that the jacket has seen a long, intense service life. Perhaps a handmedown? The kitty definitely couldn't have found it in a surplus store- They don't make those things anymore. It could be older than they are!

### Matrix Persona

A literal cat. Silvery with electric blue tufts here and there.