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Lieutenant JG Cyrin Xanth

Name Cyrin Xanth

Position Chief Flight Control Officer

Rank Lieutenant JG

Character Information

Gender Male
Species Joined Trill
Age 26

Physical Appearance

Height 6'
Weight 180 lbs
Hair Color Brown
Eye Color Grey
Physical Description With a lithe, swimmers build, broad shoulders, and tall frame Cyrin fills out his uniform smartly. His brown hair varies in length from closely cropped to something a bit stylish at times. The characteristic spots that start at his temples and disappear beneath his collar mark him as a Trill, though the charming smile and curious eyes definitely stand out.


Spouse None
Children None
Father Jervin
Mother Rachey
Brother(s) None
Sister(s) None
Other Family

Personality & Traits

General Overview Cyrin is still getting used to this whole Joined thing - and so is Xanth for that matter. As the first pairing of both young host and young symbiont he’s trying to work out exactly who he is, and more importantly who he is going to be. For the time being that means he’s a bit rambunctious and definitely filled with more energy than is good for him. If a bit of a hot head at times he means well, driven by a powerful urge to explore and experience as much as he can. Cyrin's definitely a poster child of modern Federation ideals, wholeheartedly believing in diversity, egalitarianism, and a ceaseless quest to better himself.
Strengths & Weaknesses Cyrin is not just a pilot, but he’s an astrophysicist too. While splitting his focus and training meant that others set piloting records at the Academy, he graduated with a lot more scientific background than the average Starfleet flyboy. Still, he can pull some flashy maneuvers when the need arises, whether at the helm of a shuttle or starship, and has the knowledge to navigate and identify strange phenomena in space.

With youth and skill comes a sense of cockiness and invulnerability, and Cyrin has that in spades. He’s quick to speak up when he sees something wrong, even if it means butting heads with a superior officer. He’s also prone to take risks when he believes he's right, but so far Cyrin hasn't done more than stretch the letter of his orders or regulations.
Ambitions Too many dreams, is what the counselors tell him. Cyrin needs to pick some goals and settle on them. Maybe move into command training someday, find a nice man or woman or other that holds his eye rather than one or two in every port. Perhaps lead a research expedition to unveil a revolution in physics. Or run away and join an Orion grunge band maybe!
Hobbies & Interests Cyrin makes his exercise fun rather than a chore, and enjoys activities like swimming, surfing, and rock climbing. He spends a surprising amount of time training, either his body, in a flight simulator, tinkering on a shuttle, or spending off duty time in the astrometrics labs for someone with a reputation for partying. When he does get shore leave though, Cryin doesn’t even seem to need real alcohol to lose all inhibitions. Then he can really become a creature, or two of them really, given over to hedonism.

Character Bio

Personal History Growing up an only child to a pair of far-too ambitious parents, Cyrin’s earliest memories are hearing how there was nothing in the universe he couldn’t do. Pushed from a young age, groomed from birth truly, he was meant to accomplish great things and nothing short of extraordinary would suffice. Cyrin would be Joined, of course, but the path to get there was so competitive as to be downright insane at times. He must study the sciences, distinguish himself in the intellectual pursuits, but he mustn't forget a practical skill, the flashier the better, why not become a pilot, oh, and sports, one must definitely show how competitive and skilled they are.

Cyrin’s life was planned out before he was even conceived, and though he attained everything his parents had wanted, what he thought he wanted, now out here in the fleet he’s starting to wonder how much of it had ever really been him. No wonder, as Xanth, the symbiont inside of him, was wondering who they are too.

Service Record

Service History Cyrin attended Starfleet Academy on Earth, taking the first and last year at San Francisco, the middle two at the annex in Marseilles. Already with a background in the sciences and flight training from his time training to be Joined he went into things thinking it would be easy, he nevertheless was pushed harder than he’d expected. Leadership proved to be a sometimes trying task, learning to be an officer meant he had to command a team, and his unorthodox methods and quick temper earned him both the loyalty of some classmates and the ire of some of the trainers. Cyrin was quick to make friends both on the sports teams he played with or in the classes he took, had his first whirlwind fling with a Klingon woman named T’vras that taught him to surf, then a rebound with a Frenchman named Claude that taught him to dance. He has fond memories of his Academy days, and they aren't that far behind him still.

After graduation Cyrin was off to an assistant chief’s position on board an aging Excelsior-Class ship, the USS Berlin. For almost two years he worked hard in flight control, running drills for their team of pilots or maintenance checks on the shuttles, working the night shift at the helm when not much interesting seemed to ever happen. On the rare occasion Cyrin was picked for a mission and though he was lucky enough to never mess up he did get into a shouting match with the XO once or twice. Eventually his experience and the animosity between him and the ship’s first officer grew to the point that advancement on the Berlin just wasn’t feasible. Transfer was arranged and his first home in the fleet felt more like a brief stay.

Cyrin’s been given a chance to run the flight control department on the USS Pennsylvania now, an opportunity he was eager to take. Finally he could have the chance to prove himself, to start fresh with a new crew and make this life for himself. Nagging thoughts on if being a pilot, a scientist, or even in Starfleet at all were pushed aside for the never-ending advancement of ambition and experience. There would be little choice in the matter this time, no easy transfers if he couldn't make it work, as their mission was going to take them clear across the galaxy itself.


2387 - 2391: Cadet, Starfleet Academy, Earth
2391 - 2393: ENS, Assistant Chief Flight Control Officer, USS Berlin
2393 - Present: LTJG, Chief Flight Control Officer, USS Pennsylvania