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Varya slouches at a height of 5’6” - 170 cm, weighing in at a skinny 120 lbs - 54 kg. She often forgets to eat, prefers to snack throughout the day on various things from sweets to crackers. On the occasion someone is able to pull a smile from Varya they would see a mouth full of crooked teeth, a feature she is a little self conscious about but often forgets herself. Her long ashy blonde hair is often tied back while she is at work, but prefers to leave it down while at home or shopping for groceries. Gray eyes, much like her father’s, squint and stare at holographic screens. Varya notably doesn’t take or focus all that much on her appearance only where personal hygiene is concerned. Her hands are working hands, covered in spark marks and calluses.

For clothing she prefers comfort and functional, often in layers during the cold winter months of Russia. Differs to her dark red coveralls for work, and steel toed boots.


Idiosyncratic
“The first to go is always the weakest link of code, where you can see it crumble in real time.”

Blunt
“I know where you’ve been, picking your ass instead of working.”

Tactless
“I wonder how it must feel, miserable and cold. Your entire life savings disappearing in a blink- stop that, stop crying.”

Logical
“It’s obvious to me, if you cut away this useless program for heating seats you’re navigation systems processor increase 3%, adding better reaction time for the pilots.”

Curious
“What’s the secret? No, no. I need to know, tell me.”

Varya is often described as quirky and aloof by others around her, some learned to appreciate her bluntness while others grew to resent it. Varya has notably soft moments of sympathy toward people with cybernetics rejection and those who struggle with their new modifications, however has sworn off such modifications for herself after struggling with paying the very medical bills that ruined her father’s body. A ‘naturalist’ in terms of wanting to keep her body in its original shape and form. In her tactless blunders of refusing cybernetics, sometimes saying hurtful things to the very people she feels sympathy for. She struggles with her tone of voice and subtext. Prefers to speak her mind clearly but risks sounding cold or standoffish.

While Varya is at work she has a very specific unconventional way to program or code. It took her a fair amount of time to convince Oleg at Zero-One to hire her on. Proving her coding to increase efficiency in the vehicles that regularly had maintenance there. Once clientele provided feedback, Varya was hired on full time. As she struggles with her home life, but she loves the challenges Oleg throws for her. Puzzling out the more complicated software issues with a single minded focus. Allowing her to forget the outside world for a few hours of the work day. The single minded focus also applies to her curiosity, when something or someone grabs her attention.


Varya lived a rather middle class childhood, in St Petersburg on the west end of the city, Centralniy district. Her father Anton Kozlov was a successful white collar business man. Unfortunately her mother, Maya, died during childbirth, and Anton never remarried. She lived an artisan's career in metal sculpting, a welder first and foremost. Varya keeps some of Maya’s sculptors, a fond reminder of a mother she never met.

Anton a well-meaning if not highly busy father to Varya, happily supported her career choice. The family fell to ill times when Anton was pressured into investing some personal modifications, faster brain processors and other modifications to join the upper management. Accumulated some debt for the procedure, brain tissue became infected after the surgery quick and terrible inflammation deteriorated his mind rendering his body functionless. A man trapped in his body. Trapping his daughter with working off the debt. Varya was pulled from her university studies into the workforce full time to support herself and her father’s medical bills. Studying forensic computing, meaning to take a cybersecurity career.

They inevitably had to downsize and move across town to a more affordable neighbourhood, following work for Varya specifically. Without completing her education she was outright rejected from most security opportunities, in spite of her current skillset. Gave her hand at repair shops that held apprenticeships for students.

Oleg at Zero-One Shipyard gave her just that opportunity, she had proven herself at a simple test during her interview and pushed further when she was on the job for a full time position. With the normal hours she was able to support herself, pay the debt and even afford the occasional home care nurse for her father.

With more time spent at the shop, however, it became very apparent to whom Oleg answered to. The Russian mob had it’s business go through Zero-One, it’s clientele some high ranking mobsters. Corruption and crime were not new concepts to the likes of Varya but it was admittedly the closest she had ever gotten to it.


Software, coding, hacking are Varya’s specialty. Knows the inside and out of an onboard computers for vessels and vehicles. Can build and take apart systems to rewire or fix herself. She can reprogram, hunt viruses, knock down firewalls, code all by hand and memory. Considerably talented before withdrawing from school, but working at Zero-One has provided some hands on experience that have only bolstered her skills.