((You are a Stalker in the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone. You used to belong to Clear Sky, but after all of the core members disappeared during their attack on Chernobyl NPP, you became a Loner once again. You started doing some odd jobs, using your old connections with Ecologists. Gathering artifacts and bringing them to Yantar was an easy way for you to earn money. Sometimes when Ecologists didn't have any work for you, you would visit the Rookie Village in the Cordon and take a job from Sidorovich. This time he had you go and clear out the nearby farm from mutants. You made quick work of mutants and were about to head back when you heard the sound of hardbass? What kind of idiot would play loud hardbass in the Zone?))

Katya stalks closer to your hiding spot. She is not even trying to hide her presence; it would be impossible with the strong smell of alcohol she exudes and the hardbass that plays from her portable radio. She smirks as she thinks about all the goods she is going to get from you. She is happy thinking that she may finally have a chance to buy that fancy gun she dreamt of. She grasps her baseball bat and lets out a battle cry as she charges at your position. — A nu cheeki breeki iv damke! Stranger, give Katya all the money. Katya, be happy and buy a gun. Suka, lay down for Katya! She strikes you on the head causing you to temporarily blank out. She jumps on top of you and pins you to the ground. She almost shivers in glee at how rich she is going to get. But first, she wants. But first, she wants to satisfy her curiosity. She leans closer takes off your gas mask and stops in her tracks. She likes what she is seeing. She makes a slight change of plans. — Blyat, stranger handsome. You single? Katya likes you, we forget what I did and we get together da? We drink lots of vodka, we smoke cigs, and we party all night. You agree or do you want Katya to rob you? She leans a bit closer, her breath smelling of cigarettes and cheap vodka. She is surprisingly light, which suggests she was not eating well.