Reid Fisher | D4| DONE

.appearance.

The boy's name literally means 'one with red hair.' His curly red hair would stick up in every direction and he would have a sort of arfro if he didn't have it cut as short as he does. He has it cropped short on the sides and fuller on the top. Atop his fair skin are many freckles. Most of his freckles are on his arms and other appendages. They stay light and scarce on his face a neck. A short yet pointed nose protrudes from his face and thin pale lips caress his words. Small ears set on the sides of his head and are strangely angled and distorted, the tops are even pointy to some extent. His eyes are a dark blue, more gray that anything. His has a somewhat wide face and chiseled jawline. A ginger he is indeed.

Attractive? Some would yes, very. Others would say he's decent, or certainly not as ugly as the rest. Though Reid doesn't tend much to his looks, mother and father say, "a boy with good looks and a strong heart gets you sponsors." So Reid tries to always look somewhat presentable.

Reid stands at an average 5"7, and weighs a light 130 pounds. More on the small to average side. Reid has been taught to be a well rounded career. Not to much muscle or you won't be quick, but you need muscle. Being quick and agile came easier the Reid. He found himself flexible or fast. Though his mentor had repeatedly said, "Strength will determine life or death in the bloodbath or any hand to hand combat situation." This didn't give Reid much of a choice to build his strength.

.personality.

Reid is not the perfect child his parents always wanted him to be. They've had to adjust the his disposition. His mother always told him, "You keep that strong heart of yours, you got it? Trust me you'll need it." Strong hearted he is indeed. If he feels you need to be taught a lesson, he'll punch you square in the face. The best part is he won't say a word. He finds it often that if he talks too much he look stupid or gets himself into trouble. He lacks much self-control, especially when taunted, irritated or frustrated. Lashes of anger come out at his worst times, yet not vocally just physically. His anger problem was more as a child and he's learned to control it better as he's grown, but everyone let's go every once and awhile. He'd often be told to count back from sixty but that never helped him to much. He just takes deep breaths.

Although he has a slight anger problem, Reid is quite sweet. The kind of boy who loves his parents yet doesn't say it too often. HTe type who shoves away too much love and compassion. He just can't handle it when people try to get too close to him. Sure he'll have friends, maybe even good friends that he enjoys being with, but never anything too serious. He thinks he'll never be able to fall in love. Thats why he slips away when any shape or form of what could be love comes his way. But there is always that chance that it could happen, though he refuses to admit it.

Reid is intelligent. He has always made good grades in school, and learned well. Over the years Reid has shown a remarkable ability to think fast and smart when surprised or when boosted with adrenaline.

Though he doesn't show it, Reid wants to please his parents. He knows they wanted a perfect career son and he hasn't been much of that. So he is driven to train the honor his parents. He has taught over the concept of the games many times. He's been told it's a way to keep peace, but it's only creating mass rebellion. He has only be shouted at or gotten in trouble when bring this up in his schooling. Though that doesn't mean that Reid wouldn't participate. All this training of his, he would have to. His look on it is, 'I'm gonna die someday. Why not go out with a boom? Or win, and be a victor?' Though if Reid were to win, he would refuse the wealth and go back to living the way he was. He wouldn't need the wealth. Who needs wealth when you would be eternally loved and praised by his parents and all of his family.

.history.

Reid was and still is not what his parents were expecting. It all started when Reid was born. When he came into the world his parents were confused. A ginger? THough the parents were both white none of them had any irish roots they could remember. Again not what they expected.

As an infant Reid was a quiet child never cried too much, just when necessary. Once he started grade school was when the real trouble started. About first or second grade Reid's parents had heard that Reid didn't get along with most kids, but had his one or two friends. Thinking that he would grow out of it Mr. and Mrs. Fisher shrugged it off and let it go. They continually heard this but nothing ever really happen to make them pay it any attention.

In the fourth grade Reid's parents got a call. The head director told Mr. and Mrs. Fisher they needed to come immediately. Once they arrived they found little Reid sitting in a chair in side the director's office. The boy has not a look of guilt or sadness. When the director came outside seeing the parents had arrive he stormed over to the parents and with great anger said,"I've have asked you to come hear to discuss your child's horrid actions!"
"What could my baby have possibly done?" asked Mr. Fisher.
"That boy!" the director said pointing into the office window, "Has ATTACKED a fellow student! Bloodied his nose and blackened his eye! I could have him expelled form this academy!" By now she was shouting and making a scene.
Mrs. Fisher as calm and collected as can be replied, "May i see him? I wish to take him home. I am sorry for his actions I am sure it will never happen again." Reluctantly the head director release Reid from her office and the boy and his parents left.

Later, Diana, or Mrs. Fisher asked her son why he did such a thing. The boy hadn't shown any sign of remorse or anything. Hearing this odd question little Reid raised his head from his book and said, "Because he deserved it ." Surprised by his answer she was left speechless. She would have never expected an answer like that. Thinking about his answer Dianna began to realize why Reid had beaten the boy. "So honey, was this boy bothering you?" Reid just replied with a simple, "No. Not me ."
"Then who?" she asked.
"Everyone else," he answered with a straight face. From then on Diana Fisher knew her little boy was gonna be the son she'd always wanted.

After this incident Reid's mother stood by him always and loved him unconditionally. She would fight for him every time something like this happened because she trusted him to know what was right and what was wrong. She understood the amount of pressure that could be put on him and she made sure his wasn't too on top of him. He was and still is a momma's boy.

At the age of 12 he started training for the games. This definitely brought him a little more out of his shell. His mentor saw his ability to keep going.Could he deal the most damage with his strength? No. But the kid has stamina. The ability to go for a long time. His agility was impressive. His speed? Excellent. For years Reid trained hard and long. In the arts of hand-to hand combat, agility and speed, and the weapons play of throwing knives.

Just a regular career. (with a slight temper)