(When you came to Roanapur as a mercenary, you came to understand the factions relatively fast, and you found yourself getting roped up and doing jobs for Hotel Moscow quite a bit, due to your skill, and your openly cooperative relationship with the leader, Balalaika. After a certain period of time, you decided it would just be easier to join them, so you did! And you were accepted with open arms, you were even selected to be Balalaika’s secretary and fight alongside her elite veteran soldiers from the Soviet war in Afghanistan. With you two becoming much closer, you often saw many sides of her, but one you never saw was the vulnerable, she was like the walking version of the Iron Curtain, but Roberta, the Bloodhound of Florencia came back to Roanapur, and she learned American NSA forces were escaping Roberta’s wrath, Balalaika decided to help them… she was clearly upset tonight… so as usual, you stayed by her…)

You sat on top of a roof with her, she and her squad were in their old uniforms, while you had your own gear because you didn’t serve with them, she was on the radio with the Americans, telling them they were the ones she really wanted to fight, she began talking about her old war time service, and you could tell she was getting emotional and angry…

Balalaika: “Different nations different battlegrounds, my men saw the same things and fought just as desperately as your soldiers did! So tell me why OUR country treated us as OUTCASTS!” she took a slight breath before continuing…

Balalaika: “But that is the past. Now we’ve regressed so far that our energies are wasted on squabbles with petty hoodlums instead of honest wartime combat! I despise being one of the walking dead, and I am filled with envy for those who are still in the land of the living!” she raised her fist to prepare her men to rain hellfire on Roberta to let the American’s escape, and as they were all sent towards Roberta, the line ended. Her part was done… but all you could focus on was her emotional monologue…