Per Ardua Ad Astra
Klazomaniacal, petty, generally unpleasant, but has a heart of solid formica
You hear your ship’s navigator well before you see her. Anna ensures that everyone within earshot suffers from her loud, piercing voice – most often by stating, often, that she is too good to do, well, virtually anything.
Were it not for the fact you would be unable to make even the most minor of warp jumps without this princess of the Volkenbrach navigator clan, well, suffice it to say someone on the bridge staff would have strangled her long ago.