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Rema Tiberius is preoccupied with some very last minute adjustments on Belladonna. She is hunched over with a sonic wrench to adjust some bolts and screws that constantly fell out of tightness if not constantly updated. It caused endless irritation to the easily riled gladiator as she resorted to kicking the hulking metal chariot when a screw refused to cooperate. The gladiator hadn't bothered to sign herself in yet, deciding that was the work of pencil pushers and born losers. 

[color=ed145b]"Curse that manufacturer. All his kin too! How dare this infernal thing fail in the moment of my impending triumph!?"[/color] The gladiator cursed, right as a flying drone came from above to get a shot of the frustrated Rema. All that rage immediately latched onto that annoying buzzing machine. In the moment the drone appeared to mock Rema during her troubles. It's high speaking pitch and shrill cheerfulness immediately made it a target.

[color=ed1c24]"Oh you hope to make a fool of me!?"[/color] The woman lunged out a hand to snatch that drone right from the air. Her hands would squeeze onto it with extreme pressure, causing the pitiful robot to be crushed into dozens of tiny bits and pieces. Rema would clean her hands of the oil residue left from the machine, suddenly feeling much better.

[color=ed1c24]"This race is mine to win and mine alone! I will tolerate no competition, and deliver a swift and quick death to any that oppose me! Rema Invicta!"[/color] Rema would shout into the dying light of the drone's smashed camera, uncaring if it still recorded her rant or not. She'd then kick it far and wide across the stage and into the sky.

[color=ed1c24]"A good sacrifice to Jupiter."[/color] With a smirk, Rema would hop up onto the seat of her war chariot. Her mechanical horses would rise up and kick their front hooves up in a excited manner, their nostrils flared and bodies itching to move. Flames shoot up from the sides of the chariot as the super powered engine revved up to life.

[color=ed1c24]"Carpe diem, et permitte divis cetera."[/color] She'd whisper to herself, in a quick prayer.