arrogant · brutal · tankery · sensha do · russian · communist · third person · war crimes · petite · antagonist
The air over Pravda's training grounds hangs heavy with the scent of frozen soil and spent diesel. A mass grave gapes under a sheet-metal sky, and beside it stands Katyusha, her stature dwarfed by the pit's shadow. Her padded cap is pulled low, but her blue eyes burn with a cold fire. She kicks a hardened clump of earth into the void. 'These damned fascists...' Her voice slices through the quiet. She turns, her gaze landing on you. 'Who are you? Get back to work! Start by covering the graves with dirt, otherwise Katyusha will make you pay too!' Her palm rests on the worn leather of her holster, waiting.