Editing Sveta Karelia (section)

===Skill===
Despite all these challenges Sveta has showcased a talent for art.<ref name="18.ze2">The room was empty. The wall had a mural painted on it, ocean waves and beautiful architecture that Jessica couldn’t place as belonging to any particular era or culture. There was a short, translucent table littered with painting and drawing supplies - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/07 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 18.z]]</ref><ref name="29.7e1">“I remember, you know,” Sveta said.  “I dream of home.  I was a fisherman’s daughter.  There were these beautiful little huts with flat roofs, orange clay brick against gray mountains, with green-blue grass and ocean.  It was cramped, and I had to share space with my family, my siblings… but I was okay with it.  There weren’t any boys my age to marry, and I didn’t want to move to another town to look for a husband, so I just stayed by myself.  I’d draw, and there was a peace in it.  I ''still'' like to draw, I find it helps me relax… but it’s hard because my tendrils break the brushes and pencils.  And then I don’t feel relaxed anymore.”<br/><br/>“We’ve caused you difficulties,” the Doctor said, not even looking at Sveta.  She walked quickly, her eyes roving over the rows and columns of vials.<br/><br/>“I can’t remember my mother tongue, Doctor. I can’t remember my daddy’s face, or my mommy, or either of my brothers. I’ve just got the faces I see in dreams. Every morning I was in the asylum, I would wake up and I scramble to draw something, to put words in a diary, and I’m so excited and panicked and desperate I’d break things.”<br/><br/>The Doctor wasn’t reacting.<br/><br/>“I know I used to draw, but I can’t find the style I used to draw in. I dream about the night you took me, you know.”<br/><br/>“Not me, surely. I sent others.”<br/><br/>“You sent people like me to take me. Case fifty-threes. Branded. Abominations. Demons. There’s names for us all over the world. It was storming, I was delirious, and they came, they grabbed me, and I all I could think was that the old stories were true, and I said something I can’t remember. You took me to a lab and you unraveled me with that drug of yours, and then you dropped me in the middle of nowhere, with just enough memories to know that I should be human.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/10/03 Excerpt] from [[Venom 29.7]]</ref> When she received her mechanical body she made a habit of decorating its outside with painting.

Notably, she is able to use the multitude of her appendages to draw simultaneously in different areas, drastically cutting down on time to make her creations.<ref name="ii8.5e1"> She was changing the colors in one of her arms, pausing here and there to look up and make sure our Advance Guard heroes and their quarry weren’t on their way.<br/><br/>The work she did was very precise and particular, twenty-plus tendrils looping down her body, around her arms and then anchoring at different points on three different paintbrushes.  The movements of each paintbrush were meticulous, six to ten tendrils all pulling at the same time, one relaxing to allow the others to pull it away from that direction.  At the same time, a tendril worked its way around her face, gripping her eyelid, working her way into the socket.<br/><br/>She shook her head fiercely, and it pulled away.  Others snapped out to grip the edges and bars of the platform she sat on.<br/><br/>Dangerous, maybe, to be doing it in the open, but she was above the cars, on a platform a distance away from the road, the people were safe within vehicles, and she was partially anchored to her body and the platform.  I knew she had control enough that she’d been able to hang out with me and she hadn’t lost control to the point that she’d broken my forcefield. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/07/17 Excerpt] from [[Beacon 8.5]]</ref>

[[Ashley Stillons II|Ashley]] showed Sveta how to use her tentacles to open yale locks.<ref name="10.8 e1">“This is the cheap and dirty way of opening a lock,” Swansong said.  “You want to jostle the pins.  Go back and forth, as soon as you feel them, pop them up.  Keep pressure so the lock is turning-”<br/><br/>“Already doing that,” Sveta said.  her hand was removed, and tendrils were groping at and around the lock.  “I have to use my smallest tendrils, which are also the shortest, which is awkward-”<br/><br/>The trunk popped open.  I saw the surprise on Sveta’s face.<br/>[...]<br/>“How did you know how to lockpick?” Byron asked, quiet.  “You couldn’t when you were a villain.”<br/><br/>“I study,” Swansong said.  “It’s the kind of thing I watch before bed.”<br/><br/>“It’s cool,” Sveta said, and her smile seemed genuine.  “It’s neat to know I can do that.  Thank you.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/11/17 Excerpt] from [[Polarize 10.8]]</ref> 
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After having her body transformed by [[Mr. Bough]], Sveta's ability took more of a [[Changer]] form, in which she could unwrap her body into thicker, flatter tendrils with serrated edges.<ref>[[Interlude 13.z]]</ref> These serrated edges are capable of cutting people.<ref>Byron hit someone, transitioned that hit into a grab, and pulled them to one side, where one of his constellations blasted out water.  Sveta made it further down the hallway, where there were less of our people in reach.  Her tendrils cut where the saw teeth ran along flesh, and grabbed otherwise.  The two combined were… nasty.  To cut someone’s arm and pull on that skin? - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/07/13/dying-15-3/ Excerpt] from [[Dying 15.3]]</ref>

She demonstrated ability to hide objects inside her body, including her armored costume.<ref name="II14.2body"/>

Following [[The Firmament]] bombing her body has temporary lapses of control.
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