Description: Anna Richards is so much more than she seems.  Standing at 5'5 and weighing a mere 120 lbs., she would never be mistaken for the highly skilled fighter and assassin that she truly is.  Her hair is a natural blonde, and her eyes are a hazel green which often appear to be olive drab: this pleases her greatly.  It suits her sense of humor.  She has a lovely face with a small, straight nose and soft pink lips.  She eschews makeup because quite honestly, she has no need of it.  The only camouflaged about her is her tee shirt which she teams up with khaki cargo shorts and tennis shoes. Her casual attire also leads the badly misinformed to think her too relaxed and laid back to be a threat.  Most take note of her shapely form without noticing the steely muscles that lay beneath the feminine flesh.  They would regret this under-estimation should they live so long.

Psychological Profile performed by Doctor Dorian Gray at the request of Sandra Dee: If I were allowed only three words to sum up the entirety of this person, I would have to pick 'a hot mess'.

Anna Richards is a trained killer, possibly one of the most deadly people one could ever meet made even more so by the fact you would never expect her.

However, even though I met her when she was on assignment to kill two people who later became her friends, she seems nothing like what she should be.

Anna had a great number of weapons when I first met her, fitting for her illegal profession. However, her use of them seemed much more like a child with a toy than a trained killer with the means to end a life or perhaps many at once. One would think Anna would assess a situation, and pick the tool and or weapon suited best for it, yet she left with Susan to look for an old town in the New Jersey Pine Barrens and took every single weapon to her name and ammunition besides. She very much gave the impression of a child who was going somewhere, and was compelled to bring every single toy to their name.

After Richards returned and was healed of her injuries, she showed no sign of interest in using the skills she should have had nor in resupplying her personal arsenal. I would say she realized too much was a hindrance and making ones self lighter an advantage, yet she had a single gun in KATT which contained only six bullets. She never even bought more rounds for it, even after discharging it into a punk who picked a fight with her in a bar.

She seems fully disconnected from who she was and what she could do, because when Sandra told us to find work Anna sang at a night club instead of taking a single 'job'. I am unaware of such things of course, yet I cannot help but suspect that one of her tasks of old would have equaled if not surpassed all the money she made singing night after night. She also did not speak of what she did, not until very recently. When she finally, opened up, it triggered some sot of mental breakdown.

It could be that Anna is ashamed, wanting to separate herself from her past or is simply at long last gaining a moral compass, yet all of the earmarks for either of these are completely missing. Instead, it comes across more as someone who has a favorite food, eats it for years, then one day simply grows bored and walks away, not speaking about it out of disinterest and nothing else.

As for her usefulness to the group, I believe it to be very high if she will access those skills and abilities she must have for honing her craft for so long. She does not have to resume the activities she undertook, yet the skills she used to succeed at them no doubt could be well used to achieve the party's goals.

Perhaps she is simply lacking purpose, and in this might finally find some.

End Evaluation.

History: Anna Richards' older brother Hank was Drafted into the Vietnam War, making her jealous and wanting to make a difference herself.

She enlisted at 18, but due to her high marks in Latin from when she was in high school Anna was not lumped in with the majority of women. Instead she was taken somewhere away from the main base, where she lived with a handful of other women who didn't know anything more than her.

They were given tests, some mental and others physical, but not the standards sort given in schools. They were handed flash cards and given ten minutes to memorize as many as possible, then quizzed repeatedly. She was handed a page covered in a language she didn't know, and told to say the words as convincingly as possible. Other strangeness transpired, and one by one the women were sent back to the main base until only three remained.

Then Anna was placed in the back of a transport truck, with the others, and sat through a drive to an airfield. From there a flight took them to a strip that was little more than a flat mark on the ground, and they were blindfolded. The next thing she saw was the inside of a plain white room, with three chairs and a man in a suit standing before them. After the women were seated, the stranger introduced himself as CIA. The women before him had all been flagged for one reason or another as prospects, and the things that followed after were to see if they were a good choice or not.

He informed Anna and the others that they were at a secure and secret  location within the United States, yet very close to a Russian Town. Everything about it was exact to the last detail, from clothing to architecture to even the propaganda pumping through speakers.

They were to live there, and submerge themselves in every aspect from the food to the music and language. After one month there was to be no hint they had ever been American, even down to their swearing.

Anna did as she was told, as she had promised to serve her country. If that meant pretending to serve another country, so be it. After the month was up, only Russian came out of her mouth. She stood for the Russian National Anthem, and knew the history of her fake country even to the creation of the flag.

She was given an entire new history, and trained in several arts suited for her new calling. She was even assigned a silenced .22, plenty powerful enough when placed behind a target's head.

She was smuggled into Russia, and placed with a long cover couple as their niece. She was on hand to save a minor official from an assassin's bullet, getting her foot quietly into the door so to speak. She was hired onto his staff, and when one of his superiors was visiting she identified one of the man's closest aids as a informant by 'accidentally' overhearing a conversation; in truth it was though the spy was close to losing his cover, and an exit plan was in place to get him to the states.

Eventually these 'accidental' opportunities lifted her to a level where a pretty girl was noticed by an older man, and he insisted she accompany him to a dry and boring party. Said party was filled with high ranking officers and officials, so she didn't define it the same way as her date.

She managed to send a good amount of intel back to her contact, and it was only a matter of time before that training she recieved was put into effect on one of her assignments. She was involved in operations 'Potato Patch', 'Vodka Neat', and 'Final Say', among others.

Her parents received letters from some woman they'd never met who was still in the states, writing about her dry clerical work overseas and who boring it all was plus how much they were missed.

Anna was in deep cover for years, then she received word that her brother had been admitted toa VA mental hospital. He was found at the scene of a bombing, among his dead friends, and wasn't responsive to any stimulus.

She flet sorry for him, but didn't know what to do but carry on and think he'd want her to continue serving their country.

Then she was picked for Operation Frozen Dawn, a difficult assignment to say the least but one thought to be within her capabilities at this point. It required complete stealth, and multiple target deaths within a tight time frame. These were some heavy hitters in the government and army, taking them out would definitely punch a hole in the Iron Curtain at least for a little while.

The targets were meeting at a remote mansion, up on a hill that allowed a good view of the flat land around it. There would be plenty of guards on watch, ready to spot anything moving and shoot first. She was aware they have sharp shooters for just such a reason, and would rather spend a bullet ona rabbit than take a chance.

There was also a wall, barbed wire, and a sensitive security system. That was just the outside, which made it the easy part...

Anna snuck there during the night, using every bit of skill she had; all remained silent. Pushing her luck she edged up to the wall, and again nothing. She waited for the guards to pass so she could clock their rotation, but none did. After an hour of waiting in the freezing cold, she slipped into the gatehouse and opened the main gate. Past it were the guards, all dead.

Anna was confused, as she thought she was alone on this assignment. Then she heard a scream from the house, and guessed she either hadn't been informed or some other country had the same idea for whatever reason. She moved into the house to find out who the other assassin was, and regretted that decision.

It wasn't human, beyond that a description failed her. It had killed everyone inside as well, the scream she'd heard came from some what seemed to be a member of the staff who had tried to run.

Anna only had her silenced .22, and knew it would be like a water pistol against that thing. So she remained quiet and out of sight, until the creature opted to leave on its own.

She checked around to make sure no one had survived, noting that a few of the Officers had emptied their sidearms; soldiers to the end, it seemed. No living person could be found besides herself, so she hurried about collecting any important material she could find. She had no wish to be her if some late arrival showed up, or worse yet the monster returned.

Once she had everything she was set to leave, then a thought occurred to her; things between the USSR and the USA were tense, enough pressure could cause things to go in a bloody and deadly direction. If the Russains found out about this massacre and reacted with force, that would be very very bad for a great many people. Plus while her country would deny it, they might well think she'd done it since she was an assassin and had been sent to kill several targets at this location.

Making up her mind, Anna laced the material she'd gathered at what sdhe guessed to be a safe distance away, and returned to the house. She searched again, this time for anything that would burn. She soaked the drapes, carpets, rugs, clothing of the bodies, anything and everything she could think of. She took a bottle of vodka from the bar area, stuffed a rag in it, lit the cloth, and tossed it back inside when she was clear. Then she gathered the information she'd found, and left without looking back.

She turned everything over to her contact, and informed him she had completed her assignment but things turned bad and she had to wipe the scene of any possible evidence. She lso requested to be recalled to the States, saying she'd very much like to be with her brother.

It took another couple of months for things to get arranged, but she was sent back as she'd hoped. She was eager to see her parents again, while keeping in mind the cover story some woman had been keeping alive. When she heard how they spoke down about her brother because he was in mental care however, the joy died out of her. She turned and left, opting to find an apartment of her own.

Not long after she got a call, telling her that Hank was suddenly better. In fact he seemed completely fine, and had no memory of the last five years since he'd be found comatose in the remains of the club among his dead friends.

Her parents might as well of disowned him, but she was there waiting when Big Brother walked back out into the world. After hugs and smiles, she confessed to him what her true job had been during the War and asked if he'd like to hit the road with her; her jobs paid enough for the both of them, and Hank could use his knowledge to be her custom-built gadget guy.

He agreed, and they were off.