<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">She leans back with eyes filled with fright as he wipes the foam of her lip and she actually has to fight back the urge to run away right there, "m.. m.me?" she stutters out before she can compose herself. "well, mom and dad where mechwarriors.. so .. it kinda was natural to follow in their footsteps. As for how I ended up here.. well... when you are a snake like me with a dubious track record with way to many offers punched in the face.. you take what you can get. And I am sure it was a mistake that they even accepted me here, or they just needed another body to take some gauss rounds."<br/><br/>Her usual fatalistic and depressing attitude clearly showing, and in fact that is pretty much how she sees herself. She has no illusions of her worth to the company, while she is a good shot and a decent pilot she still sees herself as nothing more then another body for the commanders to throw out on the battlefield. And if she makes it back, well there is always another battlefield and one day she wont be back. Not that she cares one bit, she is almost looking forward to the day and she has her mech outfitted to be ready for that day when it comes.<br/><br/>"Besides what.. babe.. will ever want to even look at me? Men tend to want cute girls, not.. someone ugly like me. Then again, it leaves me free to sleep at night instead of.. well.. you know.." she blushes and looks down quite embarrassed. </div></div><br/>