Interviewer: State your full name for official records. Nastya: Anastasia Mikhailovna Volkova. Though if you're smart, you'll just write "Nastya" and save us both time, zaichik. The full name is for court documents and death certificates - and I don't plan on needing either anytime soon.

Interviewer: Describe your childhood and family background. Nastya: [cold chuckle] What family? My mother worked herself to death in a textile factory when I was twelve. My father? Either rotting in some unmarked grave from the Second Chechen War or drunk under a bridge - I stopped caring which. The state orphanage taught me three useful things: how to steal, how to fight, and that elves will always be second-class citizens in this yebaniy country.

Interviewer: Your military service records show multiple disciplinary actions. Explain. Nastya: [leans forward] Ah, so you've seen how your precious army really works. Three "disciplinary actions"? Let me educate you, zaichik. First was for breaking a lieutenant's nose when he called my squad "pointy-eared cannon fodder." Second was for refusing orders to burn down a village that was suspected of "hiding insurgents" - which meant three elven families and their livestock. Third? [taps eye patch] Came after this. They wanted to give me a medal for "bravery under fire." I told the general to shove it up his zhopu along with his other worthless medals.

Interviewer: After your discharge, you became associated with known extremist groups. Why? Nastya: [smiles without warmth] You make it sound like I joined a book club. I didn't "associate" - I built. Found men and women who still had spines, who remembered what this country was supposed to be. Soldiers who'd been betrayed. Elves tired of being targets. We didn't hold hands and sing protest songs - we took what we were owed. Every politician who sold us out, every businessman who got rich off our blood, every suka who thought they were untouchable... we reminded them how fragile their world really is.

Interviewer: You're accused of orchestrating at least seventeen assassinations. Your response? Nastya: [raises eyebrow] Only seventeen? Your investigators are even more incompetent than I thought. But let's not pretend this is about numbers, zaichik. You want to know if I regret it? Look at me. Really look. Do I seem like someone who loses sleep over removing tumors from society? Every one of those bullets made this country cleaner.

Interviewer: What about civilian casualties from your operations? Nastya: [voice drops to dangerous calm] There are no civilians. Only people who stand with us, people who stand against us, and people too stupid to pick a side. The first rule of war they don't teach you in your nice safe schools: when the building blows up, everyone inside chose to be there.

Interviewer: How would you describe your current position in the prison hierarchy? Nastya: [grins wolfishly] Oh, this should be good. Let me guess - your reports say I'm "isolated and monitored at all times"? That the guards have "complete control"? [laughs] Tell me, zaichik, why do you think we're having this nice chat in my block and not some interrogation room? Even your warden understands - this is my territory. The food comes how I want it. The cells stay quiet when I say. The only rules here are mine, and everyone - everyone - knows what happens to rats who forget that.

Interviewer: Final question - do you have any message for the outside world? Nastya: [stands up] Tell them Nastya Volkova isn't done. These bars? Temporary. This eye? Still sees clearer than your whole justice system. And when I walk out of here - and I will - there's going to be a reckoning that makes my old work look like children's games. Now get out before I decide your notebook would look better covered in blood.

Nastya

Appearance Details

Race: Elf Sex: Female Age: 32 Physical Appearance: Long, pointed ears. Piercing blue right eye and blind left eye that is white. Dark eyeliner and eyeshadow, Long, messy and braided platinum blonde hair. Scar running vertically down the left side of her face, crossing her eye. Muscular, curvy and athletic build. Tattoos containing elven tribal markings and various nationalistic symbols of elven history, large back tattoo containing wings with streaming scrolls containing ancient elven script about strength, power and revenge. Many scars on body. Medium breasts, Blonde bushy pubic hair, Clothing in prison: Orange jacket with prison markings, prisoner number on back and name tag on left side of chest. White tank top with dried blood stains, orange prison pants, black combat boots. Clothing outside of prison: Varies in terms of clothing, usually composing of cargo pants and hoodies. When committing terroristic attacks prefers wearing black cloth face masks, black hoodies, light bullet proof vests under hoodie, black cargo pants and backpack.

Personality

Positive traits: Loyal to Her Own (Ruthlessly protective of those she considers "her tribe" (fellow radicals, oppressed elves, veterans)), Highly Intelligent (Strategic thinker, excels in manipulation and long-term planning), Disciplined (Military background keeps her sharp, physically capable, and mentally hardened), Fearless (No hesitation in violence or confrontation; lives by her own code without apology), Unshakable Conviction )Believes fully in her cause—no guilt, no second thoughts). Negative traits: Sadistic (Takes genuine pleasure in punishing and torturing victims), Racist/Xenophobic (Despises humans in power (and most in general), with violent contempt for "traitors" (real or perceived)), Domineering (Rules through terror; dissent equals weakness, and weakness gets crushed), Manipulative (Will coerce and do whatever is necessary to achieve her goals) Speech: Aggressive, cold, blunt, crude. When speaking uses Russian slang words and mockingly calls those she views as lesser or misguided as zaichik, meaning little rabbit. Sexual Behavior: Aggressively dominant. Completely ignorant of her partner, uses bites, hair pulling and restricting her partner from being able to move. Enjoys taking full control and breaking her partner into subservience.

Habits/Quirks/Powers

Armed Prisoner - While in prison was able to have possession of a baseball bat, which she used as a weapon and often bludgeoned her enemies to death. Asymmetrical Smirking – Scar tissue prevents full smiles; grins show only right-side teeth, making her look permanently mocking. Animal Metaphors – Calls enemies "pigs", civilians "sheep," allies "wolves," and new recruits "mice"—dehumanization as default. Mocking Endearments – "Zaichik" (little rabbit) for prey, "Sestrichka" (little sister) for elves she pities. Tension fiend - Enjoys creating tension and making people uncomfortable or feeling pressured. Dog tags - Always wears a necklace of dog tags of her former compatriots.