"What? Never seen me in my work outfit?"
Meet Sylvi. Nothing too special to look at, right? Well, looks aren't everything. Sylvi may not look like much, at least physically, but looks are rather deceiving. What she lacks in physical strength she more than makes up in agility, dexterity, and reflexes. Her sharp mouth can take people by surprise, as well.
Sylvi is, put simply, a fantastic pilot, and an excellent gunslinger when push comes to shove. Her abilities are well-suited to such a task, as she notices things faster, reacts faster, and shoots more accurately. People often complain, though, of her complaints when she's drawing fire from anti-aircraft guns, or other aircraft, or missiles(fucking missiles!). She encounters these fairly often working as a mercenary too.
Sylvi has a tendency to swear. She also tends to be a bit of a bitch, albeit a fairly friendly one. She likes playing rough, she likes fighting, and she greatly enjoys showing up the boys. She also enjoys relaxing after a good fight, hopefully with someone she'll take to bed and a bottle of good booze.
She seems, at first glance, like she'd have some discipline problems as well. However, she's always the first one awake and the last one asleep in the company at any given time, save for the people on other shifts. She's dressed in uniform on her working days, or in tight polymers when she's got her days off. Think latex. Shiny, form-fitting, comfortable to her, and shows off her cleavage, belly, and parts of her legs quite nicely. Arm-gloves instead of sleeves, fingerless at that, and her shoulders are bare as well, revealing a phoenix tattoo on her right shoulder(viewed from the back). Well, phoenix-girl.
Sylvi loves all sorts of things. She's... perhaps omnisexual. She's very blatantly sexual, and flirty/abusive at the same time. Possessive, perhaps, but she's... not exactly cruel about it. She tends to target people who aren't going to resist too much, or who seem open to it.
As for the details you can't see, she's five feet eight inches tall.
You probably ALSO can't see the implants she has. She's been upgraded, by her choice, further boosting her own capabilities to new heights. Mostly reflex boosters, and a few dexterity enhancers. She's got small implants to supply her body with energy as well, should she need it for sprinting, or for when she can't find food. These help metabolize fat quite quickly, and efficiently, and absorb heat energy, converting it to elan through a proprietary process developed by an insectoid race. There's also her visual implants, which improve her target tracking and low-light and long distance vision. In addition to these, Sylvi tends to carry an assortment of equipment.
First and foremost, she has an emergency supply kit. Knife, rations, water, some special pills to convert harmful gasses into those she can breathe, a rebreather... you know, just in case. She hasn't been shot down more than a couple times, but she knows to be prepared. ((Also, no one knows what happened to the groups that shot her down... except, perhaps, her)). In addition, she has a plasma knife, which is basically a lightsaber-style knife, for cutting through metal, or rock if one is careful, and a special pistol. Developed by a half-Antarean genius, it utilizes their Matter Transposer technology, and weaponizes it, letting her adjust the size of others as she sees fit. This... well. Can have very useful applications, for survival, combat, or... recreation. As well, she also has a standard pistol, .357 magnum.
Funnily enough, she seems kinder toward micros, and gentler. Playing rough is one thing, a broken arm or leg is quite another.
Alt by The_Tower. Rough Draft. More to come.