Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 26

Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 135 lbs.
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: blue
Skin Color: light tan

Hobbies & Past-Times: Working towards her black belt in kim bun do martial arts, pottery, watching old 20th Century movies, especially black-and-white ones (she considers herself an amateur connoisseur of the film noir genre); camping, hiking and climbing, and spending time in wilderness areas.
Short-Term Goals: Have exciting adventures in Starfleet.
Long-Term Goals: Find a soulmate, maybe have a family.
Personality: Usually exuberant, but prone to occasional bouts of melancholy.
Sense of Humor: Likes intelligent humor, not stupid humor.
Phobias: Rodents.
Likes: She likes reading modern romance and mystery novels, working with her hands, German food, long walks on a beach in the moonlight, 22nd Century Antaran Neo-classical rock music, the outdoors.
Dislikes: Religious fanatics, politics and raktajeno.
Bad Habits/Vices: Tends to be over-critical of other personnel when they fall short of her expectations.
Pet Peeves/Gripes: Pollyanna attitudes, even though she’s been accused of having one.

Pets: Chocolat (ferret). Anne acquired her pet rather vicariously. She rescued the chocolate-colored ferret from a trap during her second year at the Academy, and though she couldn’t keep him at the Academy, she arranged to have him put up at a nearby animal shelter. She visited him nearly every day, brought him treats and even taught him a few tricks. She keeps him in an elaborate, very high tech cage designed to keep the occupant alive in case of a hull breech.

Personal History:

Although she still feels bad, perhaps a trifle guilty, about tricking Captain Beck to visit the Minerva for his surprise birthday party, and subsequently dying when a freighter loaded with explosives detonated right next to the Minerva that seriously damaged the ship and caused a major hull breech which killed most of the crew, she doesn't feel she needs any counseling. She accepts that death and other bad things are a natural part of the universe. She feels she's mourned for the dead enough; it's time to get on with the living.