Marte Goch

Both his parents from Earth, Marte has been conceived on Mars and was born in the Belt.

Marte’s parents dream was to leave the overcrowded Mother planet to settle on Mars, where to start a new life and offer their only son a better future, one where merit and hard work were not only acknowledged but also rewarded. Things did not go exactly to plan for Marte’s family. After a long struggle to obtain the paperwork to relocate to the Red Planet, Marte's mother and father found themselves short of alternatives other than taking low skilled jobs in the Belt. Marte was born on Ganymede, but his parents' dream of living on Mars was crystallised on Marte’s name: in Lavinia’s Italian mother tongue Marte is the name of Mars.

Despite all this, Marte's parents and later Marte himself became Belter through and through: most of what they could spare, they saved for Marte’s education who had the rare opportunity for a Belter to afford a complete academic education and ended up a neurosurgeon specialised in neuroprosthetics. After graduation, Marte started to work on Tycho for a private health firm with the wellbeing of the less wealthy at heart. For as rewarding as it was, this job had little to offer to Marte, beside knowing that he was doing a good deed. After the events that led to the formation of Medina, he saw an opportunity there and moved to the station after successfully getting a job in another private health firm specialised in prosthetics. Opposite to his job on Tycho, his new company on Medina “Bionic Dreams” had its owner interests at heart: Marte had the opportunity to work with stet-of-the-art implants and instruments, but the company only took care of the wealthy that more often than not would go to the clinic not because they lost a limb in an accident but because they wanted to “perfect” themselves. Marte stayed as long as he felt was right, saved a modest amount of money and more importantly learnt as much as he could. But one fine day he decided his time at Bionic Dreams was over and walked out at the disbelief of his former boss, quite disappointed to lose a young asset such as Marte.

At this stage of his life, he didn’t really have a plan: no place for him back on Tycho, where he felt his talents were a bit wasted with the everyday routine procedures of that kind of station; he knew he did not want to have anything to do with the rich fucks who would use his services at Bionic Dreams; politics also was not for him. The only way forward, he thought, were the gates and the thousand new frontiers they offered. How to get there though?

Without a specific plan in mind, Marte just wandered around in Medina for several days, until he bumped into Cat and Canary’s offices. With a shrug of the shoulders, he opened the door and asked if they needed a doctor on board. Thirty minutes later he had signed his contract with C&C, ready to start the next chapter of his life.