Sure, her name sounds like a character from a bad fantasy novel (“Antje Traue-Onius,” perhaps?) and I’m pretty sure I couldn’t pronounce it correctly even while armed with a Universal Translator and Lt. Uhura sitting on my lap, but I don’t need to speak Andorian to know that Antje Traue is one hot little number.
I discovered her shapely wonders while watching Pandorum, a reasonably-entertaining sci-fi movie. Antje spends the entire movie wearing too much clothing but she’s all greasy and her boobs are thrust defiantly upwards, her oily cleavage displayed nicely.
She cleans up pretty well, too, but I’m gonna stick with photos from Pandorum ’cause I like a grease-slathered girl.
