Anson Robertson
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| Anson Robertson | |
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| Character Type | Secondary |
| Biographical Information | |
| Homeworld | Earth |
| Born | 231712.06 |
| Died | n.a. |
| Physical Description | |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 1.66 m |
| Build | Endomorphic |
| Hair Colour | white with full beard |
| Eye Colour | brown |
| Professional Information | |
| Affiliation | Federation citizen |
| Job Description | Scientist, Federation Science Council |
| Rank | civilian |
- Current Rank: none (Civilian)
- Duty Post: Hist. / Archaelogical Spec.
- Current Vessel: Embassy of Duronis II
- Date Assigned:
- Species: Terran
- Gender: Male
- Date of Birth: 231712.06
- Place of Birth: New York City, Terra
Appearance
- Hair Color: White
- Eye Color: Brown
- Height: 1.66 m
Family History
- Mother: Kimberly Robertson (nee Francis), homemaker (deceased)
- Father: CPO Michael Robertson, Starfleet (deceased)
- Siblings: James Robertson (younger brother), Diana Robertson-Kline (younger sister)
- Spouse: Heather Robertson (ex-wife, divorced)
- Children: none
Personal History
Anson Robertson was the eldest of three children born to Mike and Kimberly Robertson. Anson's father was a Chief Petty Officer in Starfleet, and his mother was a homemaker. Anson and his siblings grew up in New York, on Earth, and each went on to prestigious careers. Anson graduated from a post-secondary institution near the top of his class in the field of science. He was immediately offered a job working for the Daystrom Institute, where he remained for almost three decades. When the Vulcan Science Academy approached him about a teaching position, he gladly accepted. It was at this point that he and his wife became separated, for she did not want to leave her career and Anson was not about to turn down an opportunity like this. A year later they were officially divorced.
After ten years on Vulcan, Anson was anxious to get back out into the field again. So he petitioned the Federation Science Council for a grant and permission to study the charted but unexplored Galor system. He was assigned a team and given the grant, and remained in the Galor system for the next seven years. That is when tragedy struck. A cave-in on Galor IV killed nine of the twelve scientists in Anson's team. Anson was severely wounded. And although it was absolutly in no way his fault, he blamed himself anyway for not being more thorough in his preparations. His leg suffered nerve damage and was paralysed, an injury easily treated in the 24th century. But Anson would have no part of it. He demanded they leave the leg as it was, as a constant reminder to him of what had happened.
Six months later the study was completed and, apart from the loss of life, was deemed a scientific success. Anson was revered in the science community, and given permission by the Science Council to choose his own personnel and missions from then on. Anson has been carefully hand picking the core members of his team ever since. His latest acquisition was Sulia Imari about three years ago.
When Dr. Robertson heard about the new Embassy on Duronis II, he immediately volunteered his team to represent the Federation's science community in this historic venture.
Professional History
- Previous Experience:
- Scientist, Daystrom Institute (29 years)
- Professor, Vulcan Science Academy (10 years)
- Scientist, Federation Science Council (12 years)
Degrees:
- -B.Sc. Socioanthropology
- -Ph.D. Xenoanthropology
- -Ph.D. Archaeology
- -B.Sc. Sociology
- -B.Sc. Xenobiology
Notes
Even with his hair gone white, Dr. Anson Robertson is still a very handsome man. His brown eyes sparkle with curiosity, a smile playing across his face more often than not. Because of the accident, and Anson's refusal for treatment, he uses a 350 year old lacquered wooden walking stick as a cane. He does not normally realizes its presence, as it has become an extension of his body. But if it is pointed out to him, it is a quick and sobering reminder to him of what happened on Galor IV.