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Vanya Sirenko
BeanMama
Character information
  1. Alias
    Vani
  2. Date of birth
    1991-10-27 (30 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    Odessa, Ukraine
  4. Nationality
    Ukranian
  5. Ethnicity
    Slavic
  6. Languages
    Ukranian, Russian, Czech, English
  7. Relationship
    Married
  8. Religion
    Slavic Paganism

Description

  1. Height
    170 cm
  2. Weight
    59 kg
  3. Build
    Scrawny, willowy
  4. Hair
    Long, black
  5. Eyes
    Blue
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Occupation
    Connoisseur of Fine Things

Background

S V O B O D A !
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Vanya Sirenko, born Vanya Smirnov, grew up in the poorer urban centers of Odessa, Ukraine. Amidst the ongoing conflict with the Russian Federation and the DPR, Vanya was familiar with strife and skirmish style warfare at a young age. Her mother suffered from a chronic illness and her father died in Crimea when she was just a child, and so, while still a young teen, Vanya took it upon herself to try to provide for her family. At first, she attempted to find work, and, being young and clever, she was able to land a couple of odd jobs, but she often found herself being stiffed or overworked while she witnessed others older than her slacking. It wasn't long until she began to feel as though legitimate work only meant someone like her might get taken advantage of. And so, she began taking what she believed she was owed, when people weren't looking. Skimming tills and sifting through coat pockets when no one was looking.
 

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Her disdain for the wealthy made petty crime appealing to her beyond just for financial means, and Vanya found herself to be a skilled pickpocket and a smooth manipulator. These skills only improved as she came of age. And soon, she was able to support herself and her mother more than her mother had been able to in many years. 

But, eventually, Vanya's reputation would proceed her. She took work from a local crime lord with the task of transporting contraband into a wealthier part of Odessa. Thinking her 'employer' did not know her from Adam, as she had given him a fake name, she decided to try to skim some of the contraband herself, only delivering a portion of what she collected. 

This proved to be a dangerous mistake. Not only did her 'employer' know who she was, but they had specifically given her this task in order to catch her in the act.
Vanya had been entrapped. 

Vanya learned that her 'employer' was a member of the Bratva, a major crime syndicate that spanned Russia and the Ukraine. She had had run ins with this syndicate before, and she had even swindled them a couple of times, but she had not known until now that they were onto her. This was a dangerous group to anger, and for fear of her and her mothers' safety, Vanya felt forced to uproot. 

She moved with her mother to Kiev, Ukraine, into a shoddy apartment in the slums. While it was a downgrade from their flat in Odessa, it wasn't their first run in with poverty. Vanya's mother, unfortunately, being as ill as she was, did not take the move well physically, despite her optimism. Unfortunately, she succumbed to her illness in months.

It was at this point that Vanya began to drink rather heavily. She got a job as a coatroom attendant at a local seedy bar, to keep herself afloat, and would often flirt with the patrons in order to score free drinks and cigarettes. Despite her ragged disposition at the time, she eventually made a few friends who frequented the bar. Vanya had never really had any sense of family or community outside of her mother, so a group of friends was completely new to her. 

Like her, her friends were mischievous miscreants. Dabbling in petty crime and the seedier sides of life in order to make ends meet. But it wasn't so bad, and it wasn't as dangerous as messing with the Bratva. Vanya would do her part to contribute to the group's financial pool by running the pockets in the coatroom she worked in, and taking advantage of blacked out patrons, often offering them drinks with her vouchers until they would become to inebriated to remember, or sometimes just inebriated enough to even agree to give her large tips, or pay double the price to check their coats. While the scores weren't as big or exciting as in Odessa, Vanya still enjoyed the thrill of schmoozing the bar patrons. What little money she did have, she tended to spend on luxuries that would otherwise be beyond her reach. What she couldn't afford, she'd try to steal. 

When illness fell upon the world, Vanya did not pay much mind. She never cared much for the opinions of doctors, as she had never seen them help her mother when she was alive. So, for the most part, she carried on as if nothing was happening. But as the situation worsened, and people began to fall ill and even die in the slums due to lack of medical assistance, she couldn't help but feel unnerved. The heavy hand of the Russian Federation seemed to be applying pressure from the East as well, and military presence made Vanya more nervous than anything, especially Russian. 

Some of Vanya's friends and neighbors began speaking of moving north as violence broke out in the East. Vanya did not want to leave the place where she buried her mother, but she knew staying was becoming less and less viable with each passing day. And so, while Ukraine began to buckle beneath the strong arm of the Russian Federation and the toll of the pandemic, Vanya and her company fled, unsure of where they would end up, or what they would do once they got there. 


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  • Sapphire
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m-ma'am.........

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