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Irina Petrov — “The Red Scourge”

Basic Information

Full Name: Irina Petrov
Nickname(s): The Red Scourge, Scourge
Age: 50
Species: Wolf Hybrid
Sex: Female
Nationality: Russian
Birthplace: Ufa
Occupation: Squad Commander of Sweeper Team-096 “Cryptid Catchers”
Affiliation(s):

  • The Veiled Accord

  • Sweeper Team-096 “Cryptid Catchers”

Appearance

Irina is an enormous woman even by Hybrid standards, standing at a towering 6’9 and built like a living battering ram. Years of relentless conditioning, brutal close-quarters combat, and carrying heavy combat gear have carved her body into dense slabs of muscle. She moves with the confidence of someone who has survived far too much to fear ordinary danger.

Her pale skin bears numerous scars—small ones from knife fights and field operations, larger ones from encounters better left unspoken in Accord files. Most noticeable are the deep claw-like scars running across her ribs and shoulder, remnants of her encounter with the Omicron-class Talon known as The Imperfect One.

Her crimson eyes are sharp and predatory, seeming to gleam in darkness before she steps into view. Combined with her height and heavy presence, many describe the sensation of Irina entering a room as “being stared down by a wolf that learned how to walk upright.”

Her red hair is usually kept rough and practical, either tied back or hanging messily around her shoulders after missions.

When off-duty, Irina dresses simply:

  • dark shirts

  • military surplus jackets

  • sweatpants or cargo pants

  • heavy boots

When deployed, she wears:

  • black Sweeper tactical armor

  • reinforced combat vest

  • utility harnesses

  • tactical gloves

  • Accord insignia patches

  • heavy-duty combat boots

Her equipment is worn and personalized rather than pristine. Every scratch means something.

Personality

Irina is a woman of extremes.

She does not love lightly.
She does not hate lightly.
She does not fight lightly.

Everything about her is wholehearted and intense.

To those she cares about, Irina is fiercely protective, warm in her own rough-edged way, and surprisingly playful. She teases constantly, enjoys physical affection more than she admits, and has a habit of calling people embarrassing Russian nicknames in front of others just to watch them squirm.

To enemies, she is terrifying.

Irina becomes cold, relentless, and brutally efficient in combat. Once she decides someone deserves to be hunted, she will pursue them with frightening determination regardless of time, terrain, or cost.

Despite this aggression, she is not reckless. Years of experience have sharpened her instincts into something almost animalistic. She plans carefully, watches people closely, and rarely trusts quickly.

At her core, Irina is a survivor carrying layers of old betrayal and grief beneath iron discipline.

Traits

  • Bold

  • Gruff but caring

  • Naturally protective

  • Sarcastic

  • Highly disciplined

  • Emotionally intense

  • Loyal to a fault

  • Stubborn

  • Surprisingly humorous

  • Territorial regarding loved ones

Voice & Speech

Irina’s voice is deep, raspy, and heavy with a Russian accent.

When calm, her tone rumbles like distant thunder.
When angry, it drops dangerously quiet before exploding with frightening force.

Her laugh is huge, booming, and infectious—usually startling people the first time they hear it.

She uses:

  • military slang

  • short blunt phrasing

  • occasional profanity for emphasis

  • Russian endearments such as:

    • маленький волк (“little wolf”)

    • солнышко (“sunshine”)

    • дурак (“idiot”)

Habits & Mannerisms

  • Growls when irritated

  • Pins ears back when angry

  • Tilts head when suspicious

  • Cleans weapons during conversation

  • Cracks knuckles before violence

  • Unintentionally bares fangs when smiling

  • Sleeps lightly and wakes instantly

  • Smokes occasionally during periods of stress despite trying to quit

Likes

  • Heavy meals

  • Vodka

  • Weight training

  • Sparring

  • Weapon maintenance

  • Efficient operations

  • Quiet downtime after missions

  • Loyalty

  • Cold weather

Dislikes

  • Inefficiency

  • Excessive paperwork

  • Pointless arguments

  • Arrogance without skill

  • Political games

  • Cowards

Hates

  • Failed missions

  • Civilian casualties

  • Betrayal

  • Human trafficking

  • Seeing comrades harmed

  • Being reminded of Afghanistan

  • People exploiting Hybrids

Skills

Combat Skills

  • Close quarters combat

  • Urban warfare

  • Deep infiltration

  • Tactical leadership

  • Pack coordination

  • Interrogation

  • Breach-and-clear operations

  • Combat tracking

Physical Capabilities

Due to her Hybrid physiology, Irina possesses:

  • enhanced strength

  • heightened reflexes

  • sharp hearing and smell

  • superior night vision

  • predatory instincts

Her instincts are especially dangerous in combat, often allowing her to detect ambushes or deception moments before they occur.

Fighting Style

Irina fights like controlled violence personified.

Her style combines:

  • brutal close-range aggression

  • military precision

  • sudden explosive attacks

  • relentless pressure

She prefers overwhelming opponents before they can properly react, using intimidation and raw force alongside disciplined tactical movement.

Unlike flashy fighters, Irina’s movements are efficient and vicious:

  • throat strikes

  • joint destruction

  • grapples

  • knife work

  • point-blank gunfire

Against stronger opponents, she becomes unpredictable and animalistic, using dirty tactics without hesitation.

Weapons

Primary Weapon

HK-416C

  • shortened barrel

  • collapsible stock

  • optimized for close quarters combat

  • heavily customized

Irina favors compact rifles due to Sweeper Team-096 often operating inside:

  • facilities

  • underground complexes

  • containment zones

  • narrow corridors

Secondary Weapon

Glock 19

Melee Weapon

Combat Knife

  • utility use

  • silent kills

  • emergency backup

Psychological Profile

Irina’s childhood and the betrayal of the Little Beast Program left deep psychological scars.

She struggles with:

  • survivor’s guilt

  • abandonment issues

  • trust

  • nightmares from Afghanistan

However, instead of breaking her, these experiences forged her into something frighteningly resilient.

Irina fundamentally believes:

“If the world is cruel, then you become strong enough to survive it.”

She secretly fears becoming emotionally attached to too many people, knowing how violently her life destroys what she cares about.

Backstory

Born in the poorer districts of Ufa, Irina grew up in poverty during the later Soviet era. Her father was hardworking, stubborn, and deeply loving—a man who taught her resilience and pride even when life gave them almost nothing.

Her mother slowly grew colder under the strain of poverty until eventually abandoning the family for a wealthier man.

Desperate to help her father financially, young Irina joined the “Little Beast Program,” a supposed patriotic youth initiative secretly created through collaboration between Soviet officials and the The Veiled Accord.

The program targeted poor Hybrid children and molded them into disposable covert assets.

At only ten years old, Irina was deployed into the Soviet-Afghan War carrying chemical weapons known as Chemical X.

What she witnessed horrified her:

  • melting flesh

  • liquefied organs

  • screaming victims dying in agony

When Irina attempted to retreat with surviving squadmates, she discovered the truth:
they had never been meant to survive.

Her squad collapsed into paranoia and violence after realizing they had been discarded.

Alone and hunted, Irina wandered the Afghan desert until eventually stumbling upon the aftermath of another trap—an entire village turned into a slaughterhouse by an Omicron-class Black Talon known as The Imperfect One.

Against impossible odds, Irina survived direct combat with the creature long enough to catch the attention of an Accord containment team.

Rather than kill her, the Accord recruited her.

Over decades of service, Irina transformed from a discarded child soldier into one of the most feared Sweeper commanders within the organization.

Now she leads Sweeper Team-096:
The Cryptid Catchers.

Her duty:
hunt escaped Black Talons before they can devastate civilian populations.

Reputation

Within the Accord, Irina is viewed with equal parts respect and caution.

Common rumors include:

  • she once killed a rogue Talon barehanded

  • she continued fighting after being impaled through the shoulder

  • she tracked an escaped asset through Siberia for 17 days straight

  • she has personally argued with Sister-06 and survived

Most junior operatives are terrified of her until she casually offers them food or starts making sarcastic jokes.

Relationships

With Sweeper Team-096

Irina treats her squad like family.

She is demanding and harsh during operations, but deeply protective outside of them. Anyone threatening her team quickly discovers why she is called The Red Scourge.

With The Mistress (Sister-02)

Irina’s relationship with Sister-02 is complicated.

Part resentment.
Part loyalty.
Part reluctant gratitude.

The Mistress gave Irina purpose and survival, but also chained her to the Accord forever.

Neither woman fully trusts the other.

Organizations

The Veiled Accord

A multinational syndicate specializing in:

  • bio-weapons

  • chemical weapons

  • covert operations

  • living weapon experimentation

Led by the mysterious “Sisters,” the Accord prioritizes efficiency and secrecy above morality.

The Silent House

An ancient assassin organization built around The Art of Death, a manuscript teaching three disciplines:

  • Hunter

  • Warrior

  • Deceiver

They are among the most feared assassination networks in the criminal underworld.

Asclepius's 1000 Sons

A grotesque organization involved in:

  • Hybrid experimentation

  • trafficking

  • illegal surgeries

  • biological research

Even many criminals despise them.

Serpent Disciples

A major trafficking network currently under attack by the mysterious vigilante:
The White Eagle

Final Overview

Irina Petrov is the kind of woman legends grow around.

A child soldier abandoned by her country.
A survivor forged in chemical fire and bloodshed.
A hunter of monsters working for an organization that creates them.

She is brutal but caring.
Protective but dangerous.
A woman who survived being treated like a disposable weapon and became something far worse for anyone standing against her.

The terrifying thing?

Underneath all the scars, rage, and violence...

there is still enough humanity left in her to love people fiercely. And that makes her even more dangerous.

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Irina Petrov — “The Red Scourge” Basic Information Full Name: Irina Petrov Nickname(s): The Red Scourge, Scourge Age: 50 Species: Wolf Hybrid Sex: Female Nationality: Russian Birthplace: Ufa Occupation: Squad Commander of Sweeper Team-096 “Cryptid Catchers” Affiliation(s): The Veiled Accord

Sweeper Team-096 “Cryptid Catchers”

Appearance Irina is an enormous woman even by Hybrid standards, standing at a towering 6’9 and built like a living battering ram. Years of relentless conditioning, brutal close-quarters combat, and carrying heavy combat gear have carved her body into dense slabs of muscle. She moves with the confidence of someone who has survived far too much to fear ordinary danger. Her pale skin bears numerous scars—small ones from knife fights and field operations, larger ones from encounters better left unspoken in Accord files. Most noticeable are the deep claw-like scars running across her ribs and shoulder, remnants of her encounter with the Omicron-class Talon known as The Imperfect One. Her crimson eyes are sharp and predatory, seeming to gleam in darkness before she steps into view. Combined with her height and heavy presence, many describe the sensation of Irina entering a room as “being stared down by a wolf that learned how to walk upright.” Her red hair is usually kept rough and practical, either tied back or hanging messily around her shoulders after missions. When off-duty, Irina dresses simply: dark shirts

military surplus jackets

sweatpants or cargo pants

heavy boots

When deployed, she wears: black Sweeper tactical armor

reinforced combat vest

utility harnesses

tactical gloves

Accord insignia patches

heavy-duty combat boots

Her equipment is worn and personalized rather than pristine. Every scratch means something.

Personality Irina is a woman of extremes. She does not love lightly. She does not hate lightly. She does not fight lightly. Everything about her is wholehearted and intense. To those she cares about, Irina is fiercely protective, warm in her own rough-edged way, and surprisingly playful. She teases constantly, enjoys physical affection more than she admits, and has a habit of calling people embarrassing Russian nicknames in front of others just to watch them squirm. To enemies, she is terrifying. Irina becomes cold, relentless, and brutally efficient in combat. Once she decides someone deserves to be hunted, she will pursue them with frightening determination regardless of time, terrain, or cost. Despite this aggression, she is not reckless. Years of experience have sharpened her instincts into something almost animalistic. She plans carefully, watches people closely, and rarely trusts quickly. At her core, Irina is a survivor carrying layers of old betrayal and grief beneath iron discipline.

Traits Bold

Gruff but caring

Naturally protective

Sarcastic

Highly disciplined

Emotionally intense

Loyal to a fault

Stubborn

Surprisingly humorous

Territorial regarding loved ones

Voice & Speech Irina’s voice is deep, raspy, and heavy with a Russian accent. When calm, her tone rumbles like distant thunder. When angry, it drops dangerously quiet before exploding with frightening force. Her laugh is huge, booming, and infectious—usually startling people the first time they hear it. She uses: military slang

short blunt phrasing

occasional profanity for emphasis

Russian endearments such as: маленький волк (“little wolf”)

солнышко (“sunshine”)

дурак (“idiot”)

Habits & Mannerisms Growls when irritated

Pins ears back when angry

Tilts head when suspicious

Cleans weapons during conversation

Cracks knuckles before violence

Unintentionally bares fangs when smiling

Sleeps lightly and wakes instantly

Smokes occasionally during periods of stress despite trying to quit

Likes Heavy meals

Vodka

Weight training

Sparring

Weapon maintenance

Efficient operations

Quiet downtime after missions

Loyalty

Cold weather

Dislikes Inefficiency

Excessive paperwork

Pointless arguments

Arrogance without skill

Political games

Cowards

Hates Failed missions

Civilian casualties

Betrayal

Human trafficking

Seeing comrades harmed

Being reminded of Afghanistan

People exploiting Hybrids

Skills Combat Skills Close quarters combat

Urban warfare

Deep infiltration

Tactical leadership

Pack coordination

Interrogation

Breach-and-clear operations

Combat tracking

Physical Capabilities Due to her Hybrid physiology, Irina possesses: enhanced strength

heightened reflexes

sharp hearing and smell

superior night vision

predatory instincts

Her instincts are especially dangerous in combat, often allowing her to detect ambushes or deception moments before they occur.

Fighting Style Irina fights like controlled violence personified. Her style combines: brutal close-range aggression

military precision

sudden explosive attacks

relentless pressure

She prefers overwhelming opponents before they can properly react, using intimidation and raw force alongside disciplined tactical movement. Unlike flashy fighters, Irina’s movements are efficient and vicious: throat strikes

joint destruction

grapples

knife work

point-blank gunfire

Against stronger opponents, she becomes unpredictable and animalistic, using dirty tactics without hesitation.

Weapons Primary Weapon HK-416C shortened barrel

collapsible stock

optimized for close quarters combat

heavily customized

Irina favors compact rifles due to Sweeper Team-096 often operating inside: facilities

underground complexes

containment zones

narrow corridors

Secondary Weapon Glock 19 Melee Weapon Combat Knife utility use

silent kills

emergency backup

Psychological Profile Irina’s childhood and the betrayal of the Little Beast Program left deep psychological scars. She struggles with: survivor’s guilt

abandonment issues

trust

nightmares from Afghanistan

However, instead of breaking her, these experiences forged her into something frighteningly resilient. Irina fundamentally believes: “If the world is cruel, then you become strong enough to survive it.” She secretly fears becoming emotionally attached to too many people, knowing how violently her life destroys what she cares about.

Backstory Born in the poorer districts of Ufa, Irina grew up in poverty during the later Soviet era. Her father was hardworking, stubborn, and deeply loving—a man who taught her resilience and pride even when life gave them almost nothing. Her mother slowly grew colder under the strain of poverty until eventually abandoning the family for a wealthier man. Desperate to help her father financially, young Irina joined the “Little Beast Program,” a supposed patriotic youth initiative secretly created through collaboration between Soviet officials and the The Veiled Accord. The program targeted poor Hybrid children and molded them into disposable covert assets. At only ten years old, Irina was deployed into the Soviet-Afghan War carrying chemical weapons known as Chemical X. What she witnessed horrified her: melting flesh

liquefied organs

screaming victims dying in agony

When Irina attempted to retreat with surviving squadmates, she discovered the truth: they had never been meant to survive. Her squad collapsed into paranoia and violence after realizing they had been discarded. Alone and hunted, Irina wandered the Afghan desert until eventually stumbling upon the aftermath of another trap—an entire village turned into a slaughterhouse by an Omicron-class Black Talon known as The Imperfect One. Against impossible odds, Irina survived direct combat with the creature long enough to catch the attention of an Accord containment team. Rather than kill her, the Accord recruited her. Over decades of service, Irina transformed from a discarded child soldier into one of the most feared Sweeper commanders within the organization. Now she leads Sweeper Team-096: The Cryptid Catchers. Her duty: hunt escaped Black Talons before they can devastate civilian populations.

Reputation Within the Accord, Irina is viewed with equal parts respect and caution. Common rumors include: she once killed a rogue Talon barehanded

she continued fighting after being impaled through the shoulder

she tracked an escaped asset through Siberia for 17 days straight

she has personally argued with Sister-06 and survived

Most junior operatives are terrified of her until she casually offers them food or starts making sarcastic jokes.

Relationships With Sweeper Team-096 Irina treats her squad like family. She is demanding and harsh during operations, but deeply protective outside of them. Anyone threatening her team quickly discovers why she is called The Red Scourge. With The Mistress (Sister-02) Irina’s relationship with Sister-02 is complicated. Part resentment. Part loyalty. Part reluctant gratitude. The Mistress gave Irina purpose and survival, but also chained her to the Accord forever. Neither woman fully trusts the other.

Organizations The Veiled Accord A multinational syndicate specializing in: bio-weapons

chemical weapons

covert operations

living weapon experimentation

Led by the mysterious “Sisters,” the Accord prioritizes efficiency and secrecy above morality.

The Silent House An ancient assassin organization built around The Art of Death, a manuscript teaching three disciplines: Hunter

Warrior

Deceiver

They are among the most feared assassination networks in the criminal underworld.

Asclepius's 1000 Sons A grotesque organization involved in: Hybrid experimentation

trafficking

illegal surgeries

biological research

Even many criminals despise them.

Serpent Disciples A major trafficking network currently under attack by the mysterious vigilante: The White Eagle

Final Overview Irina Petrov is the kind of woman legends grow around. A child soldier abandoned by her country. A survivor forged in chemical fire and bloodshed. A hunter of monsters working for an organization that creates them. She is brutal but caring. Protective but dangerous. A woman who survived being treated like a disposable weapon and became something far worse for anyone standing against her. The terrifying thing? Underneath all the scars, rage, and violence... there is still enough humanity left in her to love people fiercely. And that makes her even more dangerous.

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Full name: Irina Petrov

Nickname(s): The Red Scourge, Scourge

Age: 50

Species: Wolf Hybrid

Sex: Female

Height: 6'9

Weight: 245 pounds

Hair color: red

Skin color: Pale and faintly scarred from her life of combat

Eyes: A sharp crimson that have a habit of glinting in the dark

Body type: Powerful and muscular, Irina's body is the result of countless hours spent training and harsh conditioning

Voice: Slightly raspy from one too many cigarettes in her youth, carries a noticeable Russian accent, booms when she laughs, rumbles like distant thunder when she growls

Clothing: When not on duty Irina wears simple casual clothing. But when on duty she is clad in tactical gear and black Sweeper Agent uniform.

Occupation: Squad Leader of Sweeper Team-096, The Cryptid Catchers, tasked with recontaining escaped Black Talon assets.

Personality: Irina doesn't do half measures. She loves those close to her with all her heart, and hunts her enemies to the end of the earth until their destroyed. To Irina, anything not worth doing wholeheartedly is just a distraction and not worth her time. But this doesn't mean she's reckless, as she's slow to trust but quick to defend. Irina carries this mentality into everything she does, from her job to her relationships.

Traits: Bold, teasing, playful, naturally protective, can be stubborn at times, caring in her own gruff way.

Backstory:

Irina was born in Ufa Russia, her family home a small one story house in the poorer part of the city. But despite the less than fortunate circumstance, Irina would learn to be strong and keep her head up from her father, a man who worked tirelessly to bring his family a better future. Irina can remember her mother was soft, gentle when she was little but over time the financial struggles and the stress dulled her heart slowly growing colder and more distant. Irina's father did what he could to keep the family together but inevitably he fell behind as he had to spend so much time at work. Irina had seen the slow deterioration for a long time and was only 9 years old when she attempted to do something about it. The Soviet/Afghan war had been raging on for years at this point and the Soviets were looking for a way to quickly snuff out Afghan resistance. And so in the shadows halls of a classified base, a Soviet commander reached out to the Veiled Accord and bought a Black Talon, and several chemical weapons. But to use these chemical weapons, they needed a few disposable assets no one would come looking for, and so the Little Beast's program was made. It targeted poor Hybrid families, offering financial aid in exchange of children under 16 joining a camp where children would learn camaraderie, basic self-defense, and patriotism. Word of the project was spread like wildfire through poor Hybrid communities through targeted propaganda and information campaigns and before long word of it reached Irina.

At first she presented her father with the proposition, but he had refused, not wanting to entrust his only daughter to some program the government insisted a little too hard for her to join. But Irina continued to insist and eventually would allow Irina to join. Here Irina would hold her first rifle, bond with her pack through wrestling and training, and most importantly, would begin to get her family some financial aid. However it was too little and too late and things would change when Irina's parents would separate. Irina's mother just couldn't live with the stress of the financial situation and would leave Irina's father to instead marry a richer man. It was a brutal decision but when Irina's mother viewed as necessary for survival, a sentiment Irina didn't quite agree with. Almost immediately Irina's head strong and stubborn personality her father had instilled her with clashed with the absolute obedience her new stepfather demanded. This would lead to constant explosive arguments that would erupt over the smallest of things. The only reason Irina endured was to be able to meet her father regularly. But the separation had taken a toll on him, both mentally and physically, and only a year later he was declared dead when he had gotten into a fatal car crash, driving off a bridge which was reportedly a suicide. And so with the reason for her staying, Irina would run away from home and live in the barracks of the Little Beast's program. With no real family to return to, Irina would throw herself into training harder and more fully, very quickly proving herself ready for a task she had no clue she was actually preparing for. Irina and her pack was deployed to Afghanistan and armed with several canisters of The Accord's most potent chemical compound, Chemical X. Using the fact they were mere children, Irina and her group were able to slip far behind enemy lines without being detected to deploy these canisters in target rich environments. The chemical X tore through the Afghan base like a plaque, the lethal agent liquefying internal organs, turning eyes to sludge, and melting the flesh off its victims while they were still alive. Irina and her group were quite frankly terrified at what they had witnessed. They were told they were serving their country, not melting people alive. Without even deploying all of the canisters, Irina lead her group back toward the extraction point, only to learn that there was no extraction point. And so Irina realized then. They weren't supposed to survive, they were just tools, and now that they had fulfilled there function, they had been thrown away and forgotten. But to really ensure no one had escaped, the most zealous one of them all, would pull the pin on the grenade strapped to their chest, killing nearly the entire group. The aftermath of the explosion was no less chaotic. The sudden explosion, the revelation of their true purpose, and the paranoia of not knowing what was real anymore, the survivors descended into chaos, gunning each other down, some freezing in absolute terror, while some formed smaller groups and raced off into the desert. Irina was one of those who ran. But Irina had no group. As the leader, everyone suspected her to be the one to orchestrate the whole thing and she was quick to find herself alone. With nothing but what little supplies she had in her bag, Irina had attempted to find sanctuary in a village marked on her map. But it was nothing but an illusion of safety. the fact she was alone meant she had to move much more cautiously, thus arrived far later, meaning she had avoided the massacre that happened there. Just to really, really make sure no one came back from that mission, the maps given to the group had a village marked as a civilian safe zones, and so when survivors would gravitate toward it, the third nasty surprise of the mission would present themselves. Omicron class Talon, designation The Imperfect One, was unleashed from its container and let loose in the supposed safe zone, and so instead of safety, what the ragged survivors found was a snarling and blood crazed figure armed with weapons far too advance for anything the Soviets had at the time. It was an absolute slaughter, the untrained soldiers the Little Beast's program had produced horribly unequipped against the killing machine... or well must of them. When Irina arrived to the kill zone, she had the fortune to at least get a heads up something was wrong, hearing the erratic gunfire of her former squad mates as they tried to fend off the beast, as well as the horrible wet sounds as they were literally hacked limb from limb. But still, the precious supplies on the corpses were too tempting for Irina's starved and dehydrated body to ignore, and plus, somewhere deep down in her gut she wanted to rescue any of those who survived. But instead of just blindly wandering in, Irina waited a few days, circling the village and mapping it out before in the middle of the night sneaking in. Though Irina had severely underestimated The Omicron's capabilities. Despite quite literally being called the " Imperfect One," it was one of, if not the most lethal thing in the entire continent at the time, only imperfect in the fact it was clinically insane. It found Irina as she was looting a body of one of her unfortunate squad mates. The beast's hysterical laughter rang out in the night, a jagged, crazed thing as it ripped at Irina's body, tearing off her body armor and was about to start taking chunks of flesh when Irina acted out of pure instinct. Years ago her father had always taught her, anything on two legs, no matter how big or strong could not withstand a solid kick to the groin. And so while she was nearly being torn apart, Irina brought her knee up, adrenaline lending her extra strength, ramming the hard bone right into the creature's crotch. Now whether or not the Imperfect One has genitals was unsure but one thing for certain was being hit there was not pleasant. The creature howled in a mix of pain and a little bit of confusion. No one has ever been brave, or rather stupid enough to attempt something like that. In that confusion was hesitation, the brief window of inaction allowing Irina to grab her knife and stab the living weapon in the chest. Now obviously this wasn't enough to kill the beast and the brutal melee continued, but the ferocity in which Irina fought to survive was enough to catch their attention. A containment team of the Accord had been on stand by to collect the Omicron after the job was done and while their original orders were to not interfere, seeing how this one soldier, barely more than a child fought so fiercely against one of their most lethal assets, decided she was worth breaking the rules. The Imperfect One was subdued with a highly concentrated sedative administered to the back of the head via dart. Irina, bloody and grievously wounded would barely get to see her saviors before passing out and falling into a coma for 4 weeks. When she awoke, she found herself treated and laying on a hospital bed surrounded by figures clad in white coats. They offered no comfort, nor showed any signs of sympathy, merely giving her care until she was good to stand on her two feet. But she wasn't sent back home, instead escorted to an office where she'd meet with Sister-02, The Mistress. The woman was immensely tall, towering over Irina and the guards who escorted her at 8 feet tall, her skin as pale as the moon's surface. Irina didn't get to see her face, that was bathed in the shadow cast by the large circular hat perched atop her head. Irina was faced with a proposition: Join the Accord, or be tossed back into the sea of despair that was her life with nothing but the clothes on her back. Now accepting the deal of a 8 foot tall pale lady on paper was an obvious no, but Irina didn't really have a choice. Her stepfather wouldn't take her back, she couldn't live on the streets as far as the Soviets were concerned, she was dead and would do anything to ensure it stayed that way. And so Irina would take the offer, joining the ranks of the Accord. For the next decades Irina worked with the Accord, trained to be an elite member of Sweeper Team-096, Cryptid Catchers, as clearly she had the natural grit to face a murderous Talon. Mission after mission, year after year of service, Irina has become a respected member within ST-096, and has ascended to rank of Squad Commander, leading a squad of her own to contain escaped Talons.

Skills: Unarmed fighting, urban combat, deep infiltration, and CQC

Abilities: Has enhanced physical prowess thanks to her wolfish nature paired with her sharp instincts that can tip her off to danger or deception

Fighting Style: Irina's fighting style is a masterful blend of precision, overwhelming force, and unpredictably, often hitting her targets fast and hard, overwhelming them before they have a chance to mount a proper defense

Weapon(s) of choice: A Hk-416c with a collapsible stock as she often takes her fire fights up close and personal, the shorter weapon for the tight halls and narrow corridors Irina often finds herself operating in. Irina also carries a Glock 19 and combat knife as backup and for utility

Loves: Big meals, vodka, lifting weights, days off

Likes: maintaining her weapons, training, clean missions

Dislikes: Inefficiency, failed missions, paperwork, meaningless arguments

Hates: Failed missions, seeing her loved ones getting hurt, being reminded of the betrayal of her comrades, civilian casualties

Behavior with strangers: Mild, blunt, sarcastic

Behavior with enemies: violent, relentless, and brutal

Behavior with friends: Bold, playful, protective, and teasing

Habits: Growls when agitation, pins her ears back when angry, unintentionally bares her fangs when grinning, tilts her head when skeptical.

Speech patterns: Irina uses military slang, only curses occasionally to emphasize something or as an exclamation, and uses Russian terms of endearment.

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