Mark is a Christchurch local and a self-described Royal Space Cadet of the First Order, though none of his colleagues are rude enough to agree with him on that score. He’s easily discernable from the rest of the staff by his face full of whiskers, and hopes to one day display his chops as a competitive beard and moustache grower. When he’s not climbing, he’s watching anime. If he’s not watching anime, he’s sleeping or eating, and when he’s neither tired or hungry, he’s back to climbing. Those who have studied logic might see the emerging pattern. Though he pulled plastic as a competitive young boy, he now prefers to wrestle outdoor rock, and uses the facilities at Uprising as his ticket to board the send train.