Mhàiri-Rose had never really been a soldier. This whole discipline-saluting-organisation thing felt entirely alien to her. But she was, at least technically, a noble, and so well-understood the need for pomp and ceremony.<br/><br/>"Grafin Mhàiri-Rose Raina-Hanrahan at your service, sir. Peril and entertainment are what I live for. You may have heard of some of my matches on Solaris; I fought there, as I do here, under the moniker "Goose". There's nothing quite like the expectant hush in the arena, hearing the whirr of turbines coming to speed, the hum of capacitors charging. Knowing that, in a matter of moments, you'll be going head to head with another gladiator for glory and fame. Unlike my colleagues, I'm no soldier. Rather, I fought mostly in the Class 2 circuit - that's light mechs. It requires an excellent balance between speed, firepower and tactics to win the day. You don't have the space to mount big guns, nor can you take the same sort of punishment that heavy and above can. And so, rather like life I suspect, every choice matters, every compromise bites. I also did some of the more exotic stuff, Mechball. That's truly a test of finesse and engineering over brute force and firepower. But let's face it, I doubt you have much need of someone kicking a two-meter ball of metal around."<br/><br/>[Rep 2: Solaris Gladiator]<br/>[Title 4-1: Viscount]