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Name: Svete Doubravka Kirchner aka Lady Death

Age: 31

Gender: Female

Physical appearance: Svete is slightly tan skin despite being of Russian origin. She stands at about five feet, five inches. Svete's body is thin and toned from her relentless training. Svete has green eyes and short blonde hair (though it usually isn't noticeable due to her outfit) and weighs roughly at 135 pounds. Her face is smooth with cheekbones about at average height with a small nose. Wearing her vest, she looks completely male but without it, it suddenly becomes clear that she is very much a woman, as does her face when she finally shows it. If I said the vest was tight, she'd kill me. In the rare event that she decides to show herself, her eyes will usually be hardened and almost lack emotion altogether; as will her physical being. Svete's face is usually hidden be a S10 gas mask with red mask lens.

Clothing of choice: During a operation, Sevete will wear a tight, black jumpsuit that hides all of her skin with a dragon scale bullet proof vest and combat gloves lined with kevlar over her hands. Her feet are projected by military combat boots and her head covered by a helmet and her face a gas mask at all times to keep herself completely incognito to any and all personal that she encounters. Half the time even when in private or back at the base, she'll still be dressed in her combat equipment. In the rare occasion she's not working and decides to be casual, she'll be wearing a black shirt with a leather jacket and camouflage cargo pants; keeping the combat boots and gloves on.

Weaponry of choice:
VKS rifle with a 5 round box magazine. Svete carries three clips on her when she decided to bring her trusty rifle on a assignment. However she only brings her VKS if the mission calls for it.


A-91 assault rifle that holds a 30 round box magazine with a under barrel grenade launcher, though Svete rarely uses the grenade launcher unless something poses a significant threat. She will keep four clips on her person during her missions, usually using discipline to use her weapon in short, controlled bursts of fire. The under barrel grenade launcher is rarely used unless the job calls for it.


Svete's sidearm consists of a commonly known pistol. The FN Five-Seven handgun. Lightweight, low recoil and high magazine capacity. There was no way she could stay away from such a beautiful weapon. Svete usually holds four clips on her person during assignments, each clip holding 20 rounds. That's why she loves the Five-Seven. 20 bullets per magazine.


Last put not least, Svete carries three K-bar standard issue combat knives in case things get personal. The purpose as to why she carries three instead of one is in case she is disarmed or looses one of them so she has another to fall back on. A lady has to be prepared.


Race: Special human

Abilities: Svete is more flexible then most people, even in all of her equipment which makes hand to hand combat with her difficult. Svete has training in combat Sambo and standard CQC training, however the one that stands out the most out of her hand to hand combat training is Wing Chung. Svete's training has given her above standard reflexes and strength in comparison to a standard human. In addition, her determination is almost incorruptible and will do whatever it takes to get the assignment done or die trying. Svete has also picked up the a talent for making fake I.D's and documents from her time with her second family and perfected it farther after joining the V.W.A.T. Her training also became superior to that which she received from the PMC's, giving Svete the strength of a category F vampire due to pushing her to the full maximum of her limitations. Svete excels in knife fighting and almost any length of engagement; be it close quarters, mid range or long distance.

Organization: V.W.A.T

Personality: Svete is withdrawn psychologically from other people, making it difficult to converse or speak with her as well as her anti-social behavior. Despite this, she is calm and collected even under stressful situation, almost to the point as though fear and anger were non existent. However Svete will occasionally give in and converse awkwardly with her co-workers. She secretly have aggression issues which she'll rarely, if ever allow to show around anyone that she works with. Svete is reclusive and will go out of her way to avoid conversations, even with people she works with unless it's about the mission. Her hobbies are usually reading in areas where there are likely to be few people, though on the few times she does socialize with others; she prefers gambling such as black jack and Texas hold 'em.

Rank: Soldier

Biography: Svete was born into a military family, namely one that was all private mercenary contractors. By the age of seven, she already knew the inside of a handgun inside and out with exceptionally accuracy. At the age of 13, she went on her first assignment with her Father, gaining five kills on her first assignment. When Svete's parents finished homeschooling her, she knew four languages fully and three others partially. The ones that she knew fully where English, German, Russian and Korean. The other three that she knows partially are Japanese, Spanish, and Egyptian. Her father was killed in action when she was 19, effectively convincing Svete to continue the mercenary tradition of her family. While her brother had some children and began to train them for the next generation of military profession; she has been reluctant to do so.

When she was 28, a assignment she had been given went horribly wrong, resulting in nearly her entire mercenary company being destroyed in Asia. Svete's window of escape was closing pretty fast and only a handful of her men and herself had made it out alive. Once she touched down in West Europe, she jumped around for a few months before heading to the United States. What she didn't expect however, was to be picked up at the air port by the V.W.A.T and offered a job with a high payment. Since then, she had been working under the V.W.A.T.

RP sample: Beijing, China, year disclosed.

A cold wind blew across the high rooftops of the industrial district of Beijing. The sun had only begun to set while the huntress made her way across the rooftop to begin her hunt. The Russian woman began to put together her VKS rifle, attaching a suppressor to the barrel of the rifle to keep the gunshot as quiet as possible. Under the gas mask of the predator grew a wolfish grin, adjusting the scope to find her pray where the information she was given would say the target would be. Of course, there it was. Svete began to pull back on the trigger, slowing her heart beat and holding her breath after adjusting for the bullet drop from the distance and the elements at play. Finally, a single bullet left the chamber and dug into the skull of the man she way paid to kill. An hour later, it had come to the realization that the entire operation was a set up and with most of her mercenary company killed in action, the only option being to escape the country.

The Green eyed woman awoke from her flashback, looking around her room in the V.W.A.T headquarters. Again, she had been thinking about what had brought here to where she was now. If she could prove herself to be a stronger investment to the organization, maybe they'd authorize some genetic enhancements to her to make her a far more effective soldier against the paranormal threats. Svete left her room without her gas mask and armor on, a rare sight. Naturally, some of the prisoners started making a pass at her from the way she looked. The Russian woman gave them a soft smile. "Instead of calling me 'ma'am'-" Svete suddenly punched one of the prisoners in the nose with enough force to break it, grabbing the groin of the second prisoner. "You can call me sir." The woman's tone was calm, almost to the point where there was some kind of seductively sadistic side to her.

"Y-Yes sir!" The prisoner grunted out in pain.

Svete let the prisoner go, giving him a smile. "See, now that wasn't so hard was it?" She began to walk off, humming the soviet national anthem to herself.

Yo, yo, yo! Let's get some progress up in here!

Been about a week with no sign of progress, Bay. Try and get this done by the end of the weekend or at least let us know what's going on.

I know, things have been a bit difficult through the real life but it's died down a bit. I'll try push this forward.

Yo! Whats the word on this? Most of it seems pretty good. You gonna finish this up? I'mma give you five more days and then this is getting moved.

And finished. Finally. X_X

Another crazy Ruskie with a grenade launcher...We seem to be getting quite a few of those. The character is really well designed. The appearance and personality are pretty well written. The only thing this needs for me is a combat post. Assuming you do that...

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