I like in the background that Kaya shows a lot of humanity when it comes to his job when he is confronted with innocence, it makes him question his purpose for a moment.
He seems like a very noble character with good intentions, however jumping from protecting his colony to killing multiple reapers might be a big jump, especially with an alcohol habit.
Would like to know more about the appearance - any particular visual quirks for example.
More details regarding Kaya's appearance and his time during the reaper war would be appreciated.
Yeah, I really like this sheet. He's Krogan but you haven't shoved him into the stereotypical Krogan box. You actually layered up a lot of nice touches and added in some things there that were really poetic and beautiful. He feels and reads differently to your other ME characters and I like that. It's nice to switch things up.
What I get about Karnoc is that he's very observant of behaviours around him and how that then reflects on him, and more aptly, his species as a whole. He tries to take these positive traits and apply them instead of hating on other races for them. That's really interesting.
Overall, this is a solid character, it's very serious but you've added light notes to him as well as some plain humorous ones. I like that. Just a thoughtful piece of work as always. I think Karnoc will actually be Sol's first friend.
Wow, our poor vanguard really went through the wringer. You've shown very clearly that Sigma is a survivor, from appearance to mentality to his flaws. He's a great example of how the average kid, the average soldier and the average experiment often gets left out in the grander schemes of the galaxy.
His aesthetics tie in well with his background, and his flaws are quite appropriate given his experiences. In addition, Sigma is going to be a valuable member of the team as a vanguard.
We just need to see a little more in Sigma's outlook and background. How did his biotic skills evolve during his career? What's his take on the wider galaxy while working for Eclipse? Any thoughts of his father, now he's back on Earth?
It is cool to see the combination of asari and turian values explored through Lia's background. The dynamics between species is often talked about in the games, but not often presented through a personal lens like you did here. Her evolution, growth and gradual emotional decay make Lia's history a compelling read.
Lia nicely embodies what an asari commando would be in the current situation. Although she's on the winning side, what people would assume as a successful career weighs heavily on her psyche. At the end of the day, you've made it eveident she just wants to go home. It'll be fun to see how she interacts with the rest of us.
An asari with no biotic skills is rare and super fascinating. Add in the ardat-yakshi spectrum, and you've got something truly unique. What makes Jan amazing is not only the novelty, but a relatable story and well-developed personality.
Her experiences with isolation and online social interaction are especially relevant given the current OOC world. IC-wise, her tech-focused sentinel skills will absolutely come in handy. The inclusion of a farm net as the submission net power is ingenious. Well done!
Kysar's childhood, training, imprisonment and military service all shaped him in unique ways. His outlook is a very realistic blend of pragmatism and idealism; honoring tradition and family yet unafraid to take out whatever's in his way. The surprise twists make Kybar's story an exciting read.
Having to report to Invectus will surely give Kysar some interesting objectives. It'll be fun to see how he balances his comradery among our group with his commitments to the turian command. His loyalty mission should be a blast!
Ah, sweet cousin Sol. What a cool way to integrate astrology and tarot themes into her background; truly a standout part of her sheet. Solveig's mommy issues are a pivotal part of her struggles, which is balanced nicely from the spirituality provided by her father. She pulls off the lone wolf infiltrator with a lot of humanity, while avoiding the cliche of edgy sociopaths.
Looks like this infiltrator isn't afraid to strong-arm her through things. Her introspective and analytical personality doesn't just create complex social interactions, but also gives her unique advantages and disadvantages in battle.
The conflict is real with this one. Not only is he scarred by Cerberus' "upgrades", but his insecurities and lack of belonging also make for compelling flaws. You've made an intriguing ex-Cerberus character and an engineer with valuable skills to the team.
However, we believe Oslo's story can be better expanded in areas such as his indoctrination and implants. Him being a cyborg may also be slightly difficult given the potential damage from the crucible, and hiding his true nature can be awkward when working with the rest of the cast.
Tamás is very much a motivated individual. You did a good job shining light on what's behind his motivations. His background has strong ties to galactic events. His skills and weaknesses match up perfectly with his work and trauma.
While Tamás' sheet is excellent overall, his appearance can be more detailed. He has a precise direction for what needs to be done, though this direction can be singular and might not fit with the rest of the group.
@Andreyich and @Mao Mao, thank you for your submissions. Unfortunately, we can only accept so many at this point. You guys will be on the waitlist and we'll let you know when we're open again in the future.
Species | Class ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Human | Soldier
Profile
APPEARANCE◢
At first glance, Katya doesn't cut the most imposing figure. Sure, she's slightly taller and heavier than the average human woman, but her physique clearly indicates that of a spacer, instead of a ground-pounder. She has a feminine figure paired with well-toned muscle: relatively large breasts, generous hips, sturdy shoulders, taut belly and strong limbs. Katya is in great shape at the age of 40, thanks to the military's nutrition supplements and exercise regimes. However, none of that is apparent under the standard issue field uniform and armor.
Katya's facial structure is typical of eastern Europeans, with hints of northern European ancestry. She wears her sandy blond hair in a bob, which parts slightly to the right and extends halfway down her neck. It's about the longest her hair can be while still fit under helmets. Her upturned hazel eyes often focus on the most pressing objective. Her nose is curved concavely with a hook, and her lips are heavier on the bottom. Finally, defined cheekbones with an overall round face shape gives off an authoritative yet motherly impression.
As much as Katya tries to carry herself stoically, she can only take so much before flinching and breaking. Since the war ended, she's been much less uptight around people. Maybe her vulnerabilities are too much to hide, or maybe that long held stress is finally releasing. Either way, what good is etiquette when everything formal lies in ruins? What's the point of standing at attention when there's hardly a chain of command left? After the initial wave of celebrations, Katya's face is just as tired as everyone else.
MOTIVATIONS AND OUTLOOK◢
Bitch, lover, child, mother.
Katya has been called many things, flattering and unflattering, and she's not ashamed to admit most of them are true.
Some people say Katya is a bitch, well, she's not a bitch all the time. These people probably see her as petty or ruthless, or occasionally, both. Katya really tries not to be petty, but some slights just have to be repaid in kind. There's a fine line between forgiving and spineless, and if she has to choose, Katya would rather wrong someone than letting them push her around. It is similar in principle to her ruthlessness, except, Katya embraces her ruthless side. After all, personal feelings are inconsequential next to the success of a group. If a few has to die for the many, Katya is willing to stomach that loss.
On the other end of the spectrum, Katya can be a passionate lover. Not only does she love her grandparents, her husband and her children, Katya loves her homeland, she loves to learn about history and cultures, and even loves her job (most of the time). This love is a mix of emotions and careful appreciation of the best parts of her life. It is also an understanding that when things are at their worst, what she loves keeps her moving forward. A soldier doesn't fight because they hate what opposes them. No, people like Katya know all too well they fight because they love what they fight for.
All these conflicting emotions make Katya a thoughtful adult, right? Or just a mercurial child? It's honestly easier to be a kid at times. When responsibilities become too much to shoulder, and they certain do, Katya closes her eyes and wishes she's still the little girl holding her grandparents' hands. Her fondest memories are those of her childhood, of a simpler time where there isn't a galaxy of worries to contend with. With that said, certain insecurities then persist even now. Can she succeed when many doubt her? Can she show compassion when her parents have never given her any? At the end of the day, when Katya throws a tantrum, as much as she hates to admit, it is because of her inner child rearing its tiny head.
Ultimately, Katya has to be a good mother. She has to be a strong and reliable mother figure to those alongside her. Earth is her home; if she can't lead those stranded far from home, who will? Sure, the reapers are defeated. But defeating the enemy is merely one step to winning the war. There would be no victory to speak of, should the victors never return. And when the victors do return, when Katya sees her beloved husband, daughter and son again, what will she tell them? She wants to tell them a good ending, an ending she will make sure her family will be proud of.
BACKGROUND◢
For as long as she could remember, her mother and father were never there. Even when they were physically near, she never felt their affection. But as long as would remember, her grandparents would always be there. Even when they were gone, she held them close to her heart.
As far as she knew, her parents dropped her off at her paternal grandparents' doorsteps in Volgograd as a baby. Her parents had named the baby, less than a year old, Yekaterina. And her grandparents, charmed by the little girl, nicknamed her Katya. Katya's parents would visit occasionally before she reached the age of five. These visits would be infrequent and brief; no more than three times a year, and no more than three hours each visit.
Fortunately, Katya's grandparents gave her all the love a little girl could wish for. Her grandmother, Lyudmila, or babushka Mila, taught psychology at a local college. Her grandfather, Maxim, was an eezo mechanic specializing in those new skycars. They were both semi-retired and lived in a large flat. On warm summer days, they would often take Katya fishing on Volga River. Those were the fondest memories of Katya's life. Cool afternoon breeze on her skin, the steady hum of the motorboat's engine, the splashing of lure, and the exhilaration of catching a prized sturgeon.
But school revealed Katya's childhood was not quite the same as everyone else's. When other children talked about their parents, Katya would gush about her grandparents. Then the question always came back to her: "where's your mom and dad?"
Initially, her grandparents would just smile sadly and say they were off to make lives better for everyone. Shortly before her seventh birthday, while they were watching news of the first extra-solar colony being established on Demeter, babushka Mila gave the answer: "you father is lost chasing stars."
It would be Katya's eleventh year when her parents returned. The news of that year would be of an interstellar conflict against the first sentient aliens encountered by humanity. Whatever her father and mother were doing among distant stars would no longer be safe. They stayed with her grandparents for several days. Her father, Feodor (or Ted), tried his best to connect with the young girl, but to no avail. Her mother, Oxana, on the other hand, barely acknowledged her.
Then they were gone as swiftly as the faraway battles ended. A bigger galaxy had been revealed, and Katya's father promised he would blaze a trail there. Lyudmila's disappointment was apparent, she believed her son had completely deserted his familial obligations. Maxim, on the other hand, argued some sacrifices had to be made to seize the best opportunities of this rapidly changing era, though he disapproved of his daughter-in-law's influence. Both of Katya's grandparents agreed on one thing, they failed to raise their son as a responsible person, and they would not repeat the same mistake on her.
During her teenage years, Katya would be ingrained with the most essential Russian values. Strength, compassion, sacrifice and loyalty, to one's family and one's colleagues. Her grandparents would show her the history of their home city. The towering statue of motherland's calling, the museum of the Great Patriotic War, the preserved wall where Pavlov made his stand more than 200 years ago. Through it all, Katya gained an appreciation for history, and a great sense of pride for her homeland.
Although her parents stopped visiting again, Katya had learned to overcome alienation in school. Quick-witted and never backing down from challenges, she excelled both academically and socially. She was often the head of cliques and honor student of social study classes, driven by competitiveness and a desire to cover her insecurities with accomplishments. By her 18th year, Katya had been accepted into Moscow State University on a newly created Systems Alliance scholarship.
Her first two years were a bit strange. Although she lived in dorms in Moscow, she would visit home when possible, and when not possible, her grandparents would visit her. Then the next two years would signal the biggest change in her life. In order to continue receiving the scholarship, recipients had to accept service contracts with the Alliance outside of the solar system. Even though Katya had traveled to several different places on Earth before, this was her first time going to space. It was difficult parting with her grandparents after 20 years. Would she never come home again, just like her father? No. She promised to return as often as she could.
By 2168, Katya Serova had graduated with a history degree from the academy on Arcturus Station. Her initial loneliness had been offset by dedication to study, a newfound interest in alien cultures, and several unsuccessful relationships. In addition, she had to deal with frequent stomach troubles from space food and living in artificial gravity. Still, she overcame them and accepted an officer's commission into the Alliance Navy.
She requested her posting back on Earth, and was posted to a spaceport in Sweden. It was there Katya met Nils Wistrom, a journalist working for Alliance News Network (ANN). Unlike her previous boyfriends and girlfriends, Nils was neither meek or overbearing, not too self-righteous or overly dependent. He supported Katya when she needed a shoulder to lean on, and challenged her when she became lazy. Most of all, he shared what Katya valued the most: dedication to family and open-mindedness for questions they did not have the answers for.
Upon finishing her first service contract in 2173, Katya proposed to Nils. They married soon later, on a luxurious cruise ship in the Baltic. It was a grand ceremony, where everyone was invited; her grandparents, her extended family, Nils' family, her superior officers, his editors, and even his strange and shy cousin Solveig, who took Katya's palm into her metal one and read vitality and conflagration for her future (whatever that meant).
Shortly after their honeymoon, the newly wed couple went back to work. The ongoing tension between human settlers and batarians was the event everyone talked about. Nils had been given the directive of interviewing refugees from batarian raids. Katya, inspired by patriotic propaganda, continued in the navy. In response to unconventional adversaries, the Alliance needed to expand its special operations capabilities. The Interplanetary Combatives Academy opened its doors to a wider range of candidates, and so Katya signed up.
The first course, N1, at Rio de Jainero, was a tough but manageable experience. While spending time with her husband and waiting for invitation to the subsequent N2 training off-planet, Katya found herself pregnant. So when the invitation finally came, Katya had to decline. There would be zero-G training, and such activity could negatively impact the development of her baby. It turned out to be the correct choice. Her newborn girl, whom Nils and her named Tessa, came to the world strong and healthy. In addition, Katya avoided a dangerous training accident on Europa that left three dead and a dozen seriously injured.
Even though her spec ops qualification stopped at the lowest level, Lieutenant Serova was nevertheless pressed into service during the Skyllian Blitz. Her first posting was an operations analyst aboard the carrier, SSV Nelson Mandela. Her job included no direct combat; it was mostly helping her bosses look over reports.
Back home, Nils had left ANN to become an independent producer. His position allowed him ample time for little Tessa. Unsurprisingly, Katya found the little girl preferring Nils over her. The feeling of alienation from her daughter brought back unpleasant memories. Was Katya becoming just like her father?
Speaking of her father, Katya got more than just flashbacks of him when she returned home. There was a message from Ted Serov, the investor of a shady interstellar freight company, and a recently arrested trafficker of red sand. He needed a psych evaluation from Lyudmila (whom once worked as a clinical psychologist), to exonerate him from any personal responsibility. But he was too ashamed to face Lyudmila personally, so he plead with a message to his daughter: "please make your babushka see, that I couldn't bear the burdens of this cruel galaxy."
Lyudmila's face was devoid of emotions. She said nothing when Katya brought her the message. It was grandpa Maxim that asked the questions: Was Oxana with Feodor? Where did he get the money to invest in this company? How did he even come across this "red sand" stuff anyway? Digging through the extranet yielded only vague answers. When Lyudmila finally spoke of it, she asked Katya. "Does he deserve a second chance?"
Everyone deserved a second chance, Katya thought. Everybody made mistakes, but the consequences of some mistakes were too grave to be forgiven. Forgiveness only mattered when one showed remorse. Katya's father was hardly remorseful. So personally, no. Legally, well, it would be a conflict of interests to be involved as an Alliance officer. Compassionately, yes; Katya wasn't supposed to be a cold-hearted suka.
The answer? No. Father wasn't there for daughter; daughter wouldn't be there for father.
Katya deleted the message. Sure enough, the news of Ted Serov's conviction was made public several weeks later. While watching the holo-news with Nils, Tessa barged in the living room.
"Mom," the little girl stared at the broadcast, "do you know him?"
"No."
"Then why are you watching-"
"Justice." Katya shook her head.
Tessa only got more confused. Nils sighed. So Katya left the room and let her husband watch cartoons with their daughter.
By 2178, the Skyllian Blitz had concluded and Katya's second tour had ended. She requested a less tumultuous posting next, and as such, appointed to the same academy on Arcturus she once studied in. The station had expanded since she was there last time, and with better permanent spouse residence, Nils (who worked primarily with online clients) and Tessa moved with her. Developing new training while completing a master's degree in strategic studies, Katya ascended to the rank of staff lieutenant. This relative stability also allowed Nils and her to plan for a second child; a boy this time.
But during her second pregnancy in 2181, Katya received the crushing news. Her grandfather was seriously ill. Apparently the cumulative eezo exposures during his career finally caught up to him. He was barely lucid when Katya rushed home. Within a week, Maxim was gone.
When she gave birth, Katya named the baby boy Max.
Later that year, her grandmother's health also deteriorated. Combined with her child leave, the Alliance gave Katya a full year off. She would spend much of that time with her babushka Mila. Katya would support her as they walked through the streets of Volgograd, just as they did when she was a child, except the cars have all taken to the skies and the old mechanic who pointed them out was no longer with them. Katya would steer the motorboat on the Volga, except she was reeling in the sturgeon (with much less success), and Lyudmila was smiling in the back seat. Katya would take her to revisit the memorials of the old war, now frequented by alien tourists, and show her their resilience as Russians.
"They don't have priyaniki here." It was Christmas, and they were in the hospital. Lyudmila was on the hospital bed, hooked up to Sirta life support machines. Katya sat by bedside, gingerly holding an aged and wrinkled hand. "But with these new meds, people live well into 120s."
"I'm sorry." Lyudmila suddenly said.
"You have nothing to be sorry for." Katya reassured her with a gentle squeeze of her hand.
"No, I'm sorry for your father." Lyudmila lamented. "I'm sorry Maxim and I couldn't give him the same love we gave you. Please, tell him, if you ever find the chance."
"I will, babushka; I promise." Tears welled up in Katya's eyes.
On the last day of 2181, Katya's grandmother passed away.
Nils, Tessa and Max were there during the funeral. Tessa was old enough to know what it was about, but she clearly lacked the connection with a great-grandparent. Afterward, Katya read Lyudmila's will. She inherited the flat, the motorboat, and a necklace of tiny seashells her grandmother always worn. The necklace was made during Lyudmila and Maxim's honeymoon on Cyprus, and every seashell was collected and strung by Maxim's own hands. From then on, Katya would always wear it, even under her dog tags.
On her last month off, Katya tracked Ted Serov to a prison on Benning. The security there was lax, and the prisoners were given a relatively large degree of personal freedom. Apparently, Ted had served the first half of his ten-year sentence doing hard labor in a maximum security facility. Now, he's deeply remorseful, undertook many community services and on track to an early parole. Well, that's what his files said.
When they met face-to-face, Katya saw a man she couldn't recognize. Ted agreed.
"You have all of your mother's looks." He started. It was true. Although Katya never questioned it, she knew she didn't resemble either of her grandparents. For starters, they were both brunettes, and she was blond...
"What happened to her?" Katya inquired, and frowned at reflections in the glass separating them.
"I don't know; Oxana left when we started moving red sand." Ted hung his head. "Smart choice. I didn't get this sentence for just running a 'smuggling ring'. One of our ships caused an accident on Asteria and crashed into an asari village."
That just raised more questions. "Why deal with drugs in the fist place?"
"Because we had no other choice. Back then, nobody's interested in human goods. Few alien spaceports let entrepreneurs like your mother and I through." Ted studied Katya's uniform. "People like you are changing that. I am trying to change too; I help recovering addicts here. But you have to understand, Yekaterina, it was a different-"
"Katya." She corrected him. "Okay, I'll put in an endorsement for your early parole."
"No, no, don't burden yourself." Declined Ted. "I should do my time anyway."
"Haven't you done enough time already? Or are you going to keep hiding from me? From your grandchildren? From saying goodbye to your own mother!?"
"Grandmother Lyudmila said she's sorry." Katya stated as a matter-of-fact.
Tears rolled down Ted's cheeks.
"They were working for the space agency when they had me. They were so busy!" He broke down. Ted's words came out as sobs. "I felt irrelevant next to their work; made me want to surpass them out of spite. They went to cosmodromes? I'll go to Mars, Jupiter, outer space...I forgot to come to home!"
Ted couldn't speak anymore, and truthfully, Katya didn't want listen anymore either. Her father looked broken, which caused tinges of pity to form. She shouldn't pity this neglectful, absentee excuse of a man. It would be unbecoming as an officer to show sympathy for a criminal, just because he's family.
Family? Her grandparents spoke of their work before, but never the impact on their family, and certain not from a perspective like Ted's.
Family. Katya was neglecting her own family. She spent little time with her husband and kids during her off year. So she left, with some closure and some unanswered questions she's content to bury. Tessa clearly preferred Nils at this point, but maybe Katya still had a chance with little Max. Either way, the last free week would be spent with those she loved the most, on...Bekenstein?
Oh, right. An old colleague of Nils opened a documentary studio on Bekenstein. They brought him in as the VP. The pay's great, the housing's bigger than the Alliance's, and he's directing holos that will educate all across the galaxy. There's no reason to stay on Earth anymore, so, what's not to like about this new garden world? Tessa sure liked it.
In 2183, geth, led by rogue spectre Saren, attacked the Citadel. There's also a new "geth dreadnaught", though nobody's certain what exactly it was. The most important part, however, was that the Alliance saved the council. Their success was attributed to Commander Shepard and SSV Normandy. Bekenstein received the news before everyone else. Seeing it on holo stunned Katya, but she felt immense pride in the commander's victory.
Upon returning to full active duty, Katya felt elated to be offered a promotion to lieutenant commander and an executive officer posting aboard a Normandy-class frigate. The ship was called SSV Stalingrad.
Never could she imagine returning to her home city to christen a spacecraft. But there Katya was, at Volgograd Spaceport, smashing a bottle of champagne against the nose of a stealth frigate. In a partly pre-written and partly improvised speech, Lieutenant Commander Serova spoke of the bloodiest battle in human history, how heroes sacrificed everything to defeat tyranny, and how former enemies now live side by side as brothers and sisters. Then she thanked her grandparents for making everything possible. For three days, her speech made ANN headlines.
That evening, Katya visited their graves. "If only you could see me now."
However, not everyone liked the symbolism. The Stalingrad was scheduled for the third fleet. When Nitesh Singh, a cynical old admiral in charge of that fleet, was interviewed, he said the ceremony was "a sentimental waste of time" and "no Alliance vessel should bear the name of humanity's worst dictators."
"By the way," Singh added, "that XO's only an N1. All special operation-capable officers need N2 at minimum."
SSV Stalingrad was reassigned to the first fleet (under Admiral Ines Lindholm) in the ensuing controversies. Out of sheer spite for that tupitsa Singh, Katya enrolled in N2 on her first extended leave. She was one of the oldest candidates, but that didn't stop her from persevering. The harsh air on Europa, the nauseating smell of thermal clips, the bruises, cuts and dislocated joints, the near-exposure to vacuum and the constant stress day in and day out only fueled her. After the graduation ceremony, she practically collapsed (with joy, though).
A fellow Russian at N2, a young PFC named Kuznetsov, took to calling Katya Tyotushka. He followed the experienced Katya like a lost puppy. Afterward, she brought him to the Stalingrad, and everyone started calling her Tyotushka. It was a sign that many onboard admired her (professionally, of course). That included the frigate's captain, Commander Jin Cheng. A fellow history enthusiast, the two of them often discussed their ancestral cultures, of how both the Chinese and Russians valued family and sacrifice. Then there's the pilot, Lieutenant Alice Kurvitz, whose exuberant demeanor belied extensive alien cultural knowledge.
When the first fleet narrowly escaped reapers at Charon relay, Stalingrad was performing solo recon near batarian space. They regrouped with other fleets, and learned the scale of this war was unlike anything ever seen (or even imagined). Arcturus Station was destroyed, everyone inside, including the entire parliament, was dead. Earth fell in a matter of hours, and now these monstrous foes were massacring by the billions. It was no surprise a conflict was on the horizon; Commander Shepard's recent exploits proved that. What was surprising, however, was the pure devastation. The loss of life dwarfed the world wars Katya read so much about.
Thankfully, her family was safe. Nils was making a marine biology documentary on Arvuna, a planet the reapers apparently ignored. Tessa and Max traveled with him to see deinorostrums. They stayed on the planet for the remainder of war. They could not have been luckier; reapers eventually glassed Bekenstein, and seized the Citadel.
This meant Katya fought with a peace of mind. Many of Stalingrad's crew were scared and angry, but she was their voice of reason. They rarely engaged any reaper directly, instead, they ferried spec ops behind enemy lines and rescued civilians. All those years planning operations paid dividends; combined with Katya's decisiveness and her willingness to make tough calls, she was instrumental in Stalingrad becoming one of the most effective frigates (other than Normandy SR-2, of course). The battles not only occurred in space, but also on the ground. Every crew member fired shots at the enemy, and some, like Katya herself, gained impressive marksmanship.
2186 came to its end, and so did the final battle. SSV Stalingrad rejoined the first fleet as an element of sword, the space offensive to retake Earth. Though their role was actually a distraction, to keep reaper capital ships away from the Crucible and clear a path for the ground assault. The Stalingrad screened occulus drones until hammer called for backup. Commander Shepard's team encountered intense opposition in London, but to make things worse, reapers across the globe were converging on Great Britain. To keep them away, Admiral Lindholm dispatched SSV Stalingrad to Southern Russia. Where it dropped off N7 operatives and resupplied local partisans.
In and out before before they knew it. Stalingrad needed to return to formation, where sword was taking a beating. But Katya noticed a reaper destroyer nesting in Volgograd, devastating her home city and turning defenseless civilians into husks. They must engage it, if nothing else, they're fighting for the ship's namesake, its "home port", for the lives laid down here 244 years ago, and for the symbol of defiance. Her rousing speech convinced the crew, and even Commander Jin, who had been notoriously cautious.
The fight itself was less encouraging. Not only did the destroyer outgun Stalingrad, harvesters and ravagers provided additional ground to air firepower. The frigate crashed down, killing half of its crew, including Commander Jin. Then the reaper creatures swept in like wildfire. The survivors were picked off one after another. A banshee impaled Kuznetsov right in front of Katya's eyes. Lieutenant Kurvitz was seconds away from being trampled by a brute when the red pulse permeated across the land.
This was the crucible's power. The reapers were dead. The war was over.
Katya lived. She was among victors, was she?
The destruction of relays didn't bother her nearly as much as most. She was home, among the ruins of home, but home nevertheless. She would like to reunite with her husband and children eventually, but she could wait knowing they were safe. What bothered her were the consequences of her last command. She ordered her crew on a meaningless suicide attack. Only eight survived in the end, and every single one, except for Kurvitz, resented her.
Of course, the highest ranking officer in charge had to be none other than Singh himself. Hackett and Lindholm both fled. Katya didn't even report in, she stayed where she grew up and helped the partisans. Kurvitz went to Estonia to check on distant relatives. The other survivors did report in. Two weeks later, they were all summoned to Geneva, the temporary Alliance HQ.
What proceeded was the shortest "court martial" ever. Kurvitz defended Katya, the other survivors testified against her. The charges were insubordination, incompetence, failure to execute mission protocol, desertion, and other military-legal jargon that were irrelevant given their current situation. Katya didn't deny or admit any of them. She just recounted exactly what she did. She did the right things and most of her crew followed her orders for a reason. Singh had none of it. He literally ripped the insignias from Katya's uniform and gave her a four word dishonorable discharge: "get the hell out."
Perhaps it was concern that this ublyudok now led the most powerful galactic military coalition drove Katya to Sol Restoration Network. Or perhaps it was the fact she felt she needed to redeem herself for the death of her crewmates. It could even be her need to establish a positive reputation, to be a role model when she eventual tells her kids her story. And most simply, Katya needed credits if she wanted to see her family again. Whatever the case, it was a stroke of sheer luck that SRN came online minutes after Katya opened the closest computer terminal. She submitted her application, and within days, got matched to a job.
Capabilities
FLAWS◢
Indigestion: Studies have shown artificial gravity generated by modern spacecrafts affects many aspects of the human digestive process. Nicknamed "gas effect" by spacers, for the excess of stomach gasses, this is a puzzling phenomenon with no apparent cure. In addition, space food are typically more difficult to digest, owing to their processing, artificial ingredients and often lack of preparation. Symptoms include constipation, bloating, nausea, fatigue and loss of appetite. Long term effects may lead to muscle atrophy, weakened taste, smell and sight, and gastrointestinal infections.
Left-handed: It's amazing how many "universal" interfaces are made specifically for right-handed people. Are all species dominated by right-handers? Either way, more ambidextrous features on everything from consoles to guns would make Katya's life a lot easier. It's 2187, damn it!
POWERS◢
Adrenaline rush
Concussive shot
Fortification
Omni grenade
ACCOMPLISHMENTS AND CRIMES◢
Marksman proficiency ribbon
Interplanetary Combatives Academy "N2" designation
Lieutenant Commander, Systems Alliance Navy
Dishonorably discharged
RELATIONS AND AFFILIATIONS◢
Nils Wistrom - Husband (alive)
Tessa Serova-Wistrom - Daughter (alive)
Max Serov-Wistrom - Son (alive)
Feodor "Ted" Serov - Father (alive, imprisoned)
Oxana Khovanskaya - Mother (unknown)
Maxim Serov - Grandfather (deceased)
Lyudmila "Mila" Serova - Grandmother (deceased)
Commander Jin Cheng - CO of SSV Stalingrad (deceased)
Lieutenant Alice Kurvitz - Pilot of SSV Stalingrad (alive)
Corporal Kuznetsov - Security on SSV Stalingrad (deceased)
Solveig Wistrom - Cousin-in-law (alive)
OPINIONS◢
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Inventory
CREDITS & VALUABLES◢ - 487 credits - Marriage ring - Grandmother's seashell necklace - SSV Stalingrad's red star patch
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