Cyd took over as pilot of the Firefly-class transport Spacecraft named Persephone.

 

Table of Contents:

  1. Spec’s
  2. Life Summary
  3. Personality
  4. Personality Background
  5. Cyd with Auz
  6. 2530 Update
  7. The Conversation of Finding Her
  8. Art (Images Begin)
  9. Cyd with Auz
  10. The Auz Effect
  11. Her Model in Creativerse
  12. How She and All Hotties Prefer I (Auz) Cum on Her Tongue, Especially While Others Watch
  13. 2023 July Update:  Sexy Mask She Likes Wearing for Our Fuck-dates
  14. 2024 January:  Working Out in Persephone

 

—[Dossier]—

Birth Name:  Cyd Bishop
Age:  40 (based upon her home-world’s calendar)
Planet Of Birth:  (one of the moon’s of the 34 Tauri gas-giant named Dragon’s Egg)
Place(s) of Upbringing:  (one of the moon’s of the 34 Tauri gas-giant named Dragon’s Egg)

—[Appearance]—
Height / Weight:  5’9”, 140 lbs. (at 1G)
Hair / Eyes:  Cerulean / Wheat
Ethnicity:  American
Complexion:  Caucasian, fair-skinned
Markings / Piercings:  B&W floral on right hip / None
Scars / Prosthetics:  Vertical in middle of right eyebrow / None
Garb / Attire:  Casual attire, often dark; dark jeans, leather jackets, Henley / button-up shirt.

—[Alignment]—
Affiliation:  None
Nationality:  _ (one of the moon’s of the 34 Tauri gas-giant named Dragon’s Egg)

Astrological Signs:  * New astrological signs have yet to be established for the newly colonized Verse; all the stars look different from here; 
the old constellations of ETW don’t exist where she is. 

—[Fitness]—
Stamina:  Athletic 
Physique:  Slender
BFI:  19% 

—[Vocation]—
Occupation:  Pilot / Security Consultant
Employer:  Varies (Private Contractors)
Employer Location:  Nomadic

—[Identity]—
Blood Type:  A- 
Aliases:  Snow
Call Signs / Code Names:  Snow

—[Biological Family]—
Father:  Joe Conner
Mother:  Kim Conner
Siblings:  Alice Conner (F)
Children:  Danny Bishop

—[Legal Family]—
Ex-spouse(s):  Ryan Bishop

 

Life Summary:

  • 2478 March 1:  Cyd was born on the colonized moon _ (one of the moon’s of the 34 Tauri gas-giant named Dragon’s Egg) as the oldest daughter of a military officer and a teacher.  They seemed like the simple, every-day, perfect family.  Perhaps, too much so, for it pushed Cyd on a drive to try and be everything her family wanted her to be.  She was the perfect pupil, the careful and tending big sister, and a tomboy.  Much of her world revolved around books, athletics, family, and her father’s military colleagues.  Cyd was her father’s shadow.  Joe had never had a son, but it seemed Cyd filled much of those shoes, and he was proud of his daughter.
  • 2501:  At the age of 23, Cyd met the charismatic Ryan Bishop.   A scientist, he met Cyd while on an expedition which she served as part of its protective service with the Militaria.  Ryan did not share Cyd’s wishes to stay in the military, which caused trouble for their relationship often.  Their troubles stilled at the birth of their son, Danny, until, while away on a mission, Danny was kidnapped from the couple’s home at night.  The couple soon divorced afterwards.
  • 2511-2517:  33-40:  Cyd left the military, becoming rather unsettled.  She did not pass her last psych’ evaluation due to depression.  Since then, Cyd has recovered, allowing a career as a pilot and security expert to take over the focus of her life.
  • 2517, ~October:  40, She is interviewed by Mr. Himmler in town near where she lives (and near where the USS TNH “docked” several stories above the local coastline), then makes the decision to give his job offer a chance.  After a grueling initiatory training-evolution, she is accepted into his small team.
  • 2517 November through late 2529:  40s, Serving as his Firefly‘s pilot, she doesn’t know this is all part of one big social-experiment for him.
  • 2530s:  50s, Not yet noticing that her aging was naturally paused during the previous decade due to proximity to Mr. Himmler and his Inisfreeans aboard TNH, she parts ways with them via many long hangouts and big hugs while she is still aboard with them.
  • 2540s:  60s, Still looking to be in her late-30s to early-40s, at most, the smart woman can’t help but wonder why; was it the food aboard that ship, or a subtle government experiment they never told them about, or something in the regions of Space they kept passing through?
  • 2550s:  70s, Cyd may end up feeling compelled to find a way to get back in touch with the man who recruited her, and we all know where that leads; “to paradise… and beyond”.

 

Personality:

Likes:
  – Reading    
  – Puzzles
  – Cold Weather
  – Scuba Diving
  – The Beach
  – Flying
  – Boating
  – Puzzles
  – Hiking

Dislikes:
  – hot weather
  – being put in a corner
  – failing
  – puzzles she cannot figure out

Habits: 
  – fidgets with fingers and hands when nervous
– chews on bottom lip

Fears:  
– losing respect among her peers
– not accomplishing goals

 

Personality Background:

The first born, Cyd grew up with the complex that she was to be the example, and do everything right, everything by the book, and prove herself to her family and younger sister.  In the end, her complex to gain a 4.0 cost her much in the way of socializing.

When meeting her, you might assume that Cyd is usually quiet and cold.  Cyd is observant of others, as if she is trying to decipher them. Everyone is a puzzle to her, along with life. She’s grown up with curiosity flowing in her blood, and it’s a bit of bad habit.  However, once she gets to know you, and finds trust in you, she is warm and loyal.  A maternal figure that likes to help out others if she can.  She is a very devoted and loyal peer.  If she does not trust you, Cyd can seem very harsh, and one might decide that she is a very unfriendly sort.

Like a blood hound, Cyd finds her work an intriguing puzzle and can’t get assignments out of her head or her dreams.  She wants to solve them, no matter the obstacle.  No matter what’s given to her, she’ll figure it out.

 

The Conversation of Finding Her:

(copied from the Firefly Persephone webpage)

“Father,” Nyria professionally lets me know her analyses are ready for my decisions, “I have scanned all human brains on this world. These are the images of the people whose personalities and exteriors would suit us as a crew member.”
“Thank you, Nyria.” I begin checking each out, deciding on Brahan, Cyd, and Sasha, world by world, as we go through this S.O.P. of ours.
“You are always most welcome, daddy,” she purrs.

 

Cyd with Auz:

The sexual tension between them was high from the start; he used a subtle trick to get her eyes moving straight down to his groin during her interview in that café downtown, and she wanted him more and more until she lost her cool and practically demanded it aboard his ship.  They kept sleeping together every chance they got ever since.  Each time was a little wilder –and sweeter– than the previous.

“As always,” Auz once said, his tone and vibe somehow signaling to her he was directing what was about to come… her way, “all missions with us are entirely voluntary; you don’t like something about it, you stay on the ship, or return to it, no questions asked.”

“Stop saying that!” she raised her voice, though not quite to a yell at him.  “Don’t you know I’m on your team?  Don’t you see we’re in this for the long run?”  Her eyes said much more; she meant she was in love with him, but also that she was fiercely loyal; he’d been a great leaders –and a great boyfriend.

Something in her knew she could never bear to have and lose another child again, but at least she had this second chance at what felt like family.  She’d left her world in pursuit of it, even before realizing that’s what their team would become.  Now that it was happening, it mattered more to her than anything she’d been taught was “right” or “wrong” back home on (one of the moon’s of the 34 Tauri gas-giant named Dragon’s Egg); she would pilot them to and from any of their missions and other tasks.

After some very “legally gray” and “questionable” black ops with that crew of five, she would gently corner Auz when their debriefings were over, everyone else having walked out to begin their R&R.  “Tell me what we did out there was right,” she’d softly plead with him, wanting to know if he really felt that way, and to hear it come from his mouth, her eyes fixated on his lips as she waited for him to say it, which he always did.  She wouldn’t pry, having been trained not to push the bounds when it came to classified information and operational security, but she at least needed her new man to prop her up from time to time.

Holding up a condom in its square packaging, the ghost of a smirk could be seen on the left corner of his mouth; he already knew, having bedded down this woman many times now, what she was going to do.  Just like she always had, she, too, smirked, and casually knocked it sideways out of his hand as she advanced straight to him, her eyes never leaving his, her hands then meeting at his pants button and zipper, opening them right up before she kneeled.  “Don’t ever fuck me with one of those things on,” she told him, smirking between sucking intervals, and then stood once she’d gotten him ready, unbuttoning and unzipping her own pants before sliding them down.

 

2530 Update:

She is back on the planet she knows so well, and still taking on a lot of enjoyable work which puts all her pilot skills to good use.  It’s all ‘legitimate’, though; no more Black Ops for her –by choice.  Honoring her agreement to maintain OPSEC for/with Auz/TNH, it is likely she will never mention her previous off-world assignment/s –at least not to those who weren’t out there with her.

Eventually Auz will check on her, and the two will plan more dates, hooking back up whenever they can –and so fluidly (pun intended) that it will be as if they’d never parted at all.

 

Art:

Cyd with Auz:

The Auz Effect:

Her Model in Creativerse:

How She and All Hotties Prefer I (Auz) Cum on Her Tongue, Especially While Others Watch:

2023 July Update:  Sexy Mask She Likes Wearing for Our Fuck-dates:

2024 January:  Working Out in Persephone