.::Donovan Blade || Two::.

Name: Donovan Blade
Age: 18
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 2

Appearance:

Donovan is all muscle. Years of training, since even before he was able to talk, have built up his stocky, muscular shape into something to be intimidated by.

He has tanned skin and dark brown hair that hangs down, brushed to the side, just past his eyes. His eyes are very dark, the color that could almost be considered black. They are cold, as Donovan is not friendly. Not at all.

Personality

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Donovan Blade is the type of person it is not advisable to cross. As a Career Tribute, he knows the most advanced fighting moves; being handy with spears, knives, and all sorts of clubbing weapons. He is basically emotionless, though he does not hesitate to get angry when someone crosses him.

Perhaps Donovan would have been different if he hadn't been brought up all his life for the Hunger Games. He's cold-hearted; caring for no one, not even his family. But the people he hangs around are like that, too; all focusing their attention on the Games and nothing else.

Donovan is not smart when it comes to scholarly knowledge. But he is strategic, and knows all the best survival skills.

Donovan was born to a very wealthy District Two family. He's always been very sure of his goal in life; to fight. And to win. School smarts were never included in his master plan, and his parents realized that about their child at an early age. This is why he was brought up as a Career Tribute, and not a doctor, like many of his District.

An incident happened, though, when he was fifteen years old. He was so intensely absorbed in aiming his spear that he hadn't registered his instructor passing in front of the target. It pierced the man's shoulder badly, and it did not stop bleeding for days after. The instructor survived, but Donovan was still frowned upon for it.

Some say the burly eighteen year old is still haunted by it.

And maybe they're right.