Name: Ann Backer

Age (over 18+): 24

Gender: Female

Occupation: Ship nurse (part of the crew)

Appearance: Ann is a slim girl that appears to be younger than she is. Her red waving hair and pale skin shows her Irish ascendency. She easily sunburns, so she doesn’t like to sunbath. She uses to wear casual clothing, and she’s rarely seen without her waist bag (she uses it instead of a handbag), be it in her waist proper or hanging  on her shoulder.

She’s an introverted and shy (some would even say aloof) person, hard to trust people and with a tendency to talk first and think latter. She can have outbursts of anger she usually regrets about, but she’s quick to recover from them.

Sexual Preference: Bisexual

Likes/Dislikes:

Likes:

• Irish folklore music and myths
  
• Trustworthy people
  
• The feeling or a good done job
  
• Cmfortable casual clothing
  
• History

Dislikes:

• Drugs and violence (any kind of them). She has seen more than her fair share of its effect in her job
  
• Feeling helpless or impotent in any situation
  
• Dancing (she feels as a lame duck when she tried)
  
• Snakes (except as food)
  
• Britons (her grandpa, with strong IRA sympathies, told her not to trust them)
  
• Heights (she has mild acrophobia)

Brief History:
Ann family emigrated to US in 1916 after the Dublin rising, fleeing English prosecution. Her parents have an Irish pub in coastal town, while her uncle has a farm where she spent summers in her childhood.

At 12 years old, a building in her neighborhood burnt, and she watched helpless how it collapsed with people inside, while admiring the firefighters job. Hating how powerless she felt, she began studying first aid and emergency response.

She began working as Paramedic to pay for her nursing studies, and she finished them this year, after very hard work in both, her job and her studies. Just after graduation, her teammate (the ambulance driver) died in her arms after being hit at a street gang firefight. This was the last straw, leaving her physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted, and in dire need of a sabbatical she could not afford.

At this point her supervisor saw the symptoms and had a talk with her, where she told her how in her youth she worked as a nurse in a cruiser.

A months long relaxing cruise, far from the streets problem, surrendered by people on vacation, and being paid for it, in exchange of looking for the passengers and crew medical needs (usually seasickness, with an occasional accident or illness) seemed what she needed. She signed it and spent  her first uneventful cruise, helping her to relax and recover, this being her second.

After all, what can go wrong in such a cruise?

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NOTE: Ann is somewhat of an adrenaline addict (the one given by stressful situations, not from dangerous ones) who tries to relax after becoming nearly burnt out after overtaxing herself with simultaneous work and studies

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