Name: Arona Lee Rousseau (a.k.a, Nora, Lee, Ana)
Gender: Female
Age: 24 years old; born September 10th, 1988
Appearance:Photos:
#1#2#3#4(Actress; Michelle Rodriguez)Ana has chest-length, dark brown hair, which is always falling in her eyes. She doesn't really care to do much about it, except tie it in a messy bun. Naturally, her hair is wavy and curly, and she never has to style it.
She has very dark eyes, similar to the color of chocolate, but they sometimes appear to be black. She has an intense, unblinking gaze, and stares without meaning to.
Ana's body is curvy and wide, which fits her shorter-than-average height. Her arms are the strongest part of her, and she can wrestle anyone without a second thought.
She has never been vain and rarely gives a thought as to what she should wear or look like. Ana shuns bright colors and is in love with black, gray, and dark blue. Did I mention black?
Ana wears a small, silver cross necklace, which she refuses to take off. Nobody knows why, and she avoids talking about it. She won't let anyone even touch it.
Her usual attire is always practical: knee-high combat boots, cargo pants, tank top, backpack. Or duffle bag. It depends on how many guns she needs.
Personality:Arona doesn't like anyone. Or, maybe she's just a really good actor. She appears to be a mystery to everyone, completely unpredictable in every way. One minute, she's calm, and the next, she's snapping at someone and using a downright
colorful language.
Ana comes off as someone who only cares about herself, but it's not true. She cares about everyone, and can be kind at rare times. She's always ready to take someone under her wing and protect them.
Ana can be the most stubborn, bull-headed person in the world. She'll argue for hours, and holds grudges for years.
Despite all this, Ana is can also be sociable, helpful, funny and lovable. She is an ever-changing kaleidoscope...(and her vocabulary is, too).
History:Arona grew up with her two brothers, Christian and Dymitri, in the city of Owl Lake. Ana's father had left long before she was born, and her mother had died in a car crash when she was 16.
Christian served in the military, rarely returning home for months at a time. Arona spent most nights alone, when Dymitri worked night shifts at the hospital as a paramedic.
Ana vented her frustration by shoplifting and stealing. It went on for years, and she became arrogant, thinking she'd never get caught.
She'd thought wrong - Dymitri discovered her stash of stolen things, and threatened to call the police if she didn't stop.
Ana nodded loathingly, and as Dymitri left, she packed her bag and took to the streets. Not really thinking - just wanting to escape.
Ana began work at a small antique shop, to hide from her brothers, and to make enough money to survive without them. The shop's owner was an elderly woman, who let Ana take up residence in the back room.
One day, a policewoman came to the shop, asking if Ana was around. Ana was considered a missing person by now. The shop owner, concerned, turned Ana over to the officer.
Ana was taken down to the station, where Dymitri waited solemnly. He told Ana that Christian hadn't come home from the military, and had probably died worrying about her.
Ana was full of guilt, and, returning to Dymitri's apartment, vowed to find a purpose for herself.
After Ana turned 18, she was eligible for police training. She wanted to help people, and decided to enter their program. Upon returning to the station, she was skilled from the start, and quickly earned the respect of her fellow trainees. She finally had a purpose, something to be proud of.
She served for 6 years, until the outbreak came. She couldn't help anyone - not anymore. It was out of her control. Even Dymitri died, protecting her. In a quiet rage, Ana left, seeking safety. Redemption, if it existed.
