Name: Commander Veronachinka Czarinachev
Age: 33
Race:Executive Elf
Zone of Birth: Slyth & Jabber
Current Employment Alignment: Corporate
Description: Veronachinka is a tall, leggy ginger executive elf with cybernetically enhanced arms and lower legs. Any freckles on her face she might have are hidden under her anti-glare facial tattoo (though there is no word on if she bears freckles anywhere else). She wears a form fitting monokini under the armor and neck-brace reinforcements, all of which work to hide the further extensive torso modifications that contain her biokinetic batteries and projectors. Both arms and legs contain multiple compartments for various tools and pieces of equipment she uses on missions, and the only obvious weapon she carries on her person is an outdated high-end spider-fucker 9001 sword (mk.27), which are standard issue for Slyth & Jabber spec-ops personnel. Her monokini has the word "BLAM!" stenciled across it in silver sharpie, applied by one Private Kuular, which Verona has yet to remove despite it being a nonstandard modification to special operations Slyth & Jabber equipment.
Personality: Verona is what many would call a 'cold fish', or perhaps an Ice Queen. She maintains a cold, distant, and aloof manner in all public, and most private, circumstances, only showing a (to her) mercifully hidden behind her facial tattoos light blush when flirted with while she isn't expecting it, and very occasionally when she's able to curl up with a good eBook while in camp does she lower her guard. She is also as close as anyone in this age of corporate feudalism can come to being called 'A Patriot', she believes in what S&J does, that it provides a very necessary service that protects the rest of the world, that they should be compensated for that service, and that the service, and the cost of providing it, and the price paid, are all fair and balanced like any balance sheet should be. The people at the top make hard choices, are trained and responsible for massive numbers of lives, both within S&J and outside of it, and so they SHOULD be appropriately rewarded. The least front line employee-soldier serves an important role, but ultimately he is replaceable, and MUST remain replaceable, his compensation is commensurate with this fact. In addition, she believes that she is one of the few people trusted with a secret that could destroy moral among the employee-soldiers, that the war MUST go on, forever, otherwise they and everyone they love would die not under the fangs of some mutant monstrosity, but a slow, lingering, death of starvation and civil war in a land too polluted, too devastated by war, to ever produce anything capable of supporting a livelihood for its people.
Abilities: Verona is adept in infiltration, seduction, body reading, fieldcraft, and assassination techniques, especially those utilizing her biokinetic implants. She is by no means the greatest master of such techniques even within Slyth & Jabber, but she at least ranks even on a global measurement. She is also incredibly skilled at finding the latest hit trashy pulp novel eBooks before they blow up and getting them while they're still cheap. She is less skilled in dealing with honest affection delivered when she's not spent an hour or so getting herself into an appropriate 'black widow/ladykiller' spy mindset.
Relationships:
Subleutieant Elsa Fedorovna: Veronachinka, is in some ways, a very basic person. She has a type. Short, blond, tomboy, tsundere. To say that she fell into lust immediately upon setting eyes on Elsa is an understatement. This lust deepened into love, and heartbreak, as she grew to know Elsa, and her dedication for the people working on the front lines of S&J, a dedication that Verona honestly believes she shares, even if she has to make hard choices, or enact the hard choices of others. She knows in her heart of hearts that if Elsa ever was to learn the truth that Verona fights to protect, that she would be one of the first to turn mutineer, rather than simply apathetic. She is perfectly aware that Elsa distrusts her, and so avoids anything but the most perfunctory and polite discussion with her most of the time, even if she dreams about being sandwiched between her and another blonde beauty.
Private Alvida "The Buff" Kuular: The other blonde beauty. Veronachinka was not expecting to fall in love when the was assigned the mission to deal with a tarantuline factory-nest that had cropped up in an unexpected location, let alone fall in love twice. In Alvida's case, Verona captured her heart when the buff human began flirting with her in the middle of a swirling melee involving a tarantuline spider-queen's guard-drones. She had been suspicious of the human, an obvious potential mutineer, one who bucked the chain of command... but who -also- fought the tarantuline threat... such wild cards were not unknown in the history of S&J, and so while carefully watched, they were not KoS for special ops agents such as Verona... if they had been Verona would likely not be in as much trouble as she is right now, given that she spends most nights being fucked into the ground by the dominating enforcer.
Major Habanero Fiesta: Commander Veronachinka answers directly to the commander and chief of the entire warzone himself. She is one of many special ops agents who answer to him, though she has been careful to conceal this fact. Habanero has been careful to cultivate her as he cultivates all of his personal agents, to believe that only they and perhaps a handful of others know the truth, that their end goal is not the extermination of the Tarantuline threat, but to prevent it from being exterminated. He keeps her on a loose rein, but is growing more and more concerned with her association with one Private Kuular, whose efforts go far beyond simply maintaining the status quo of eternal war, and has on more than one occasion killed a particularly awesome looking mutant before the Major or one of his lackies could arrive to wrestle it for their own enjoyment. He has yet to give her the final, fatal, order, though Verona is well aware the day is coming, and finds more and more that she dreads it.
Important Life Moments: Verona's parents were mutineers. They were scum who turned their back on S&J, on their role within the military company and the rewards and recompense they had received, and mutinied against the chain of command, and were rightly put down. She has known this fact for as long as she can remember, because it was droned into her. Every. Single. Day. in the command-echelon bunker-city training creche that was her home for the first 18 years of her life, where she studied, trained, and was augmented into a special operations biokinetic agent. She was forged into a tool for the Slyth & Jabber corporate command, to cut out mutineers and deal with the tarantuline threats that could not be carpet bombed out of existence.
She has served in many missions in the 15 years of her service. She had worked her way into the best of the best of S&J spec-ops, she had even attracted the attention of Major Habernero in one incredibly fun filled weekend long interview that lead to her being taken into his deepest confidences. Not once has she questioned her orders, not until recently, when events have conspired to bring her into contact with a charismatic and rebellious lone-ranger enforcer by the name of Alvida, and her adorably grumpy ordinator companion! Verona had been sexually active in a circumspect way, if she met someone at a bar and liked their look she banged them, but this was the first time she had ever felt anything close to romantic attraction.
Since then she has used the excuse of 'monitoring, directing, and sabotaging' Alvida's goals in order to direct her towards actions that benefit J&S's overall goals and bottom line. So far she has been able to walk the line between the romantic infatuation she has with her traveling companions, and her loyalty to the company, but with every day her unease grows, and despite her best efforts to bury that unease between her work, her trashy pulp novel eBooks, Alvida's delicious pussy, and fantasizing about retiring to a little habicube in a northern coastal tower with a view snuggled between Alvida and Elsa, she knows that the time to take a definitive side is fast approaching.
Quotes:
"I- ahn~ I'm sorry sir. C-could you repeat that? My companion is being a little d- oh! distracting right now. Where do you need us?"
"I would not be opposed to another midnight assignation Private Kuular... but perhaps it would be more efficient to simply share the same tent from now on... perhaps Subleutiena- never mind! Forget I said anything!"
"Mission Log47.238: I continue to monitor, and sabotage, Private Kuular's efforts to deal significant damage to the Tarantuline's own territory. I am no longer sure that I can continue to distract her with real incursions that will both satisfy her heroic attitudes, and serve to maintain the status quo we have worked so long to maintain... I worry- never mind. Delete Mission Log47.238 and restart recording."