Keanne Kassinni

Keanne's got it all.

Blonde, five feet nine, curved in all the right places. But assigned to the wrong place.

Since she was a little girl she's wanted to serve in Starfleet, but they had no bars! So she settled for the next best thing, and joined the communications division. Known to be able to read a man's mind before he could even think anything about her body, she's got a little bit of a reputation as a maneater, but no one has been able to find any that she's eaten. She's a competent enough officer and does her duty well, but she can't quite shake off her blonde enthusiasm for anything shiny, hair care products, and makeup. Not the friendliest of the crew, but certainly one of the more appealing reasons for getting assigned to the ship.

For some reason she hates Christoff Vincantos, and was one of the main conspirators who arranged his recent accident with a piercing needle and no aneasthetic.