Sveta
description
Sveta Serova's dull blue eyes are ringed with fatigued periorbital circles. She has a strong jawline, a small nose with a cook in the middle that breaks its delicate slope, full lips, and a complexion as tanned as a life under fluorescent lighting will allow. Her eyebrows are thin and as black as her hair, which is messily grown out from what must have been a buzzcut cut at some point, given its equidistance from her scalp - only a few inches in length. She has diastema between her front teeth.
Her posture fluctuates between the ramrod rigidity of a cadet at boot-camp, to a victim of osteoporosis, making her height seem far more variable than its nonfluctuating 5'6", just as her gesticulations range from wide, inspiring sweeps, to rivaling the initiative of a cadaver.
Serova's voice is an utterly average mezzo-soprano that drips with a thick Russian accent, the sort that one acquires when a language is learned without any experimentation outside of a classroom. She usually looks unfocused, distant and preoccupied – with a typical expression about as sharp as a grazing cow’s.
hooks
You can worm your way into Serova’s life a few ways:
- She’s a relative newcomer to LA, and open to being shown around, introduced to contacts, and sorting out who’s who.
- Although not particularly artistically inclined, she has an affinity for music.
- That said: underground and DIY scenes are her poison of choice. She can often be found at The Sprawl, whether tearing it up in the pit or throwing a TV off of the roof. Some residents claim she's a poser, while others seem infatuated.
- Failing that, nightlife activities that allow revelers to lose track of self and get adrenaline pumping will often pique her interest.
- Sveta doesn’t own much. What she does, she tends to give away, lose, or destroy. Despite that, she enjoys the process of acquisition. Criminality, particularly heists, are a straight shot to her heart. This has left a trail of her tour across the states.
- Been to Donbas, Crimea, Idlib, or Kurdistan in relatively recent years? Have covert culture 2-3ish or up? Shoot a message over.
- Vampires: Svetlana Serova has been placed as Whip of Clan Malkavian, even though she only nominally claims allegiance to the Camarilla. The rumor is that she staked someone for the job. She walks, talks, and quacks like an Anarch, and often falls in line with them. She also has some 'interesting' opinions on undead history and culture. Need to speak to a representative of the lunatics? Hold a grudge for the transplant neonate butting in on the scene? Sveta will humor you. Until she doesn't.
logs
- 2020-06-04 Smile Bitch: A bloody good time
- 2020-06-13 - But I got the Suits
- 2020-06-17 Gathering of the Anarchs - June 2020
- 2020-07-16 Malkavian Sensation
- 2020-07-23 Blood Spilled at Sprawl
- 2020-08-08 Camarilla Court I
- 2020-09-12 Camarilla Court III
- 2020-11-14 Camarilla Court VI
- 2020-11-15 1st Forum - Barony of Santa Monica
- 2020-12-04 Camarilla Court VII
- 2021-01-20 Camarilla Court VIII
- 2021-02-13 Westside Salon
- 2021-04-11 Malkavian Death Race
contacts
| Bette | establishment personified. i'll pretend if you will. |
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| Elizabeth | the edges are eroding. i can't say it bothers me. |
| Karner | you're the type to remind me of my slovenly roots. i'm going to poison your lawn. |
| Lillie-Ann | you threw away the best deal you could have ever had. get a prenup next time. |
| Lunette | hope the taste is worth it. |
| Shelly | can i outsource? give me three. |
| Suelo | i fear becoming you. |
| Queenie | a violent splinter; pathetic, if you weren't so dangerous |
| Virginia | i can't help but feel somewhat responsible. don't worry. i'll get over it. |
| Zebastian | broken heart, broken head; sharp eye, charming façade |
| Alejandro | predictable, in the best way possible |
|---|---|
| Avery | someone needs to remove your chocks |
| Crawley | adopt me :) |
| Bita | get it together. |
| Francis | you were to be the bedrock i was to moor to. gone before i had the chance. |
| Gabriel | i can see the sinew through your skin, anxious and taut |
| Gretchen | you have enough props. let's see you use them. |
| Harper | pleasantly capable, utterly professional |
| Ian | no others savable. all the others damned. by the million. |
| Jordan | the only one with any taste around here |
| Judas | does autonomy equate to efficacy? a case study |
| Magnolia | your lease would expire without material value. i wish to see its weight. |
| Nakisisa | a century of good fortune saves you from yourself |
| Noah | free love, LSD, and cults: handsome manson. tolerable, for a professional gossip |
| Salvatore | i want my boon back. never bet against the house. |
| Summer | a leaf caught in a stone's eddy: a phenomena of rapids |
| Veyess | you're not supposed to humor me |
| Zane | the flat of a hammer, with all of its delicacies |
| Cheyenne | you'll get it when i'm done |
|---|---|
| Otto | our threads run parallel. not sure if i'm happy about it yet. |
| Sid | bad deal. bad news. pleasing package. |
| Shawna | pole pisser. i'm getting a slingshot. |
| Spade | shot in the dark. don't miss your mark. i won't. |
| Arsenic | i could watch you spin like a top in perpetuity |
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| Jezail | all the answers in a drought of questions |
| Luu | an acoustic apparition |
| Mosquito | сталь ржавеет без заботы. a misfit among misfits. |
| Sire | если я вернусь домой, я тебя благодарю или убью |
| Spider | no pretense. i like that. |
| Dusty+Shyla | i can't wait to finally meet you |
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| Heartache | i will return the favor. mine will be significantly less skillful. |
| Tutor | i like to think that in some ways you'd be proud, but we both know that's delusion. |
| Tsar | you were probably right to have reservations. here's to them coming back to bite. |
