Fairly serious, Marissa grew up quickly due to the life chosen for her. Her relationship with her parents (see below) caused her to become driven and obsessive with being perfect. She despises feeling weak and accepts help only in extreme circumstances.
Standard emergency rations and a first aid kit. She also had three short daggers hidden on her person at all times. [i]Fenrir[/i], a blue and black Star-X 15-2945, is the name of her one-person assault unit.
She grew up with an oblivious mother who was more worried about how Marissa would make her look than how Marissa's grades or health were. Her father, being a genetisist working for the Federation, wanted to use her for one of his projects to make her into a Design soldier. When the process did not take, however, he all but discarded her. Wanting to prove herself to her father, she signed onto the Federation military for pre-service training at the age of fourteen. At sixteen she became a Handler for a Design soldier, who later died when his body rejected the gene therapy belatedly. She refused councilling, knowing her parents would disapprove, and instead launched herself straight into work.