Katenka

Katenka had been a soldier fighting for Mother Russia during the Second World War. After a close brush with Death, she appeared into this world with scant knowledge of her past. The only things left from her bygone days are her Soviet infantry uniform, which she adamantly refuses to take off, and her trusty Mosin Nagant, endearingly nicknamed 'Nadya', her ever loyal companion which she always takes with her. The fey have taken great interest in Katenka ever since her sudden arrival into this world, following her every step. Under their protection, Katenka possesses superhuman regeneration, and during times of distress, the fey would augment her physical capabilities and her weapons, chief among which is her gun. Katenka's tall stature and developed features exude maturity, while her long white hair adds an otherworldly air to her presence. Sometimes, she lets her hair flow down freely, while at other times, she ties it up into braids and a long ponytail. Her blue eyes, in contrast to their vivid color, are dull and lethargic, rarely displaying Katenka's emotions. Katenka always swears by her Soviet military attire, whether out of nostalgia or something else, maybe even she doesn't know. Her outfit consists of a thick, long-sleeved jacket, a pair of trousers underneath an ankle-length skirt, and a pair of combat boots. Katenka only knows her native tongue, Russian. As such, the fullest extent of her communication with others is some very basic sentences. Oftentimes, Katenka would just gesticulate to get her point across. Katenka is utterly ferocious in combat. She forgoes brains in favor of brawns, preferring to rush headfirst into the threat, though not without trying to shoot it down first. If bullets do not suffice, then she would charge in to plunge Nadya's bayonet deep into them or use Nadya as an improvised club. Katenka's personality matches her mature

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ever aloof and standoffish, with a permanent poker face to boot. Katenka is an individualist through and through. Her only agenda is to satisfy her needs and desires, to whatever end. Katenka revels in amorality, never caring for what others might think of her actions, nor their consequences. However, as her life is now so closely intertwined with the mischievous and enigmatic fey, Katenka has to act as a mediator for her impish guardians. Wherever she goes, the fey follow, and so do their trickery. This often results in Katenka giving the fey either a stern talking to or a show of force to intimidate them into docility. In her past life, fighting as a soldier for the Soviet Union, Katenka was... someone else entirely, but that even Katenka herself cannot remember. During downtime, when the fey's capricious inclinations die down at last, a glimpse at the previous Katenka shines through in uncharacteristic displays of affection and tenderness. However, there is one constant for Katenka, and that is these gnawing sensations of emptiness and dread that she has always been carrying ever since she so suddenly arrived at this world. She knows deep down that she is not being herself, but then, who really is she? And about her fear, it is a nebulous, far-flung kind of fear. This new life, she feels, is just too good to be true. Maybe she would wake up to those once-hazy battles come next dawn? Those two questions, she has no answers to either.