rhea norworthy | peacekeeper | fin

Rhea was born in the Capitol, and was raised to believe that her home was right for making the Districts live to please them, however, she has never truly believed what she was taught. She acted as if she did, of course, but in her heart, she always knew that the Capitol was wrong. Everything about it was, from the Hunger Games, to the monarchy, to the wretched trends that changed too frequently for anyone to ever actually be able to catch up with them.

She grew up like every other child in the Capitol, with plenty to eat, a safe home, and a fascination in the games, though her own was for a different reason than everyone else. It was scary to her, disgusting in every possible way. She thought it strange that people her age, already burdened with making her people's lives better, were sent into arenas to kill each other live on camera. Her friends were always gallivanting about, professing their love for a specific tribute, or which district needed a victor, and she sat quietly, smiling and nodding.

With age came responsibility, and she found hers to be making the hell-on-earth she was stuck living on a little better every day for the rest of her life. The life of duty was hard, she felt lonely a lot and was always on the move, but she knew it was what she was meant for. Becoming a peacekeeper was her best call in life, she believes, and though she hates the job itself, she knows nothing else would ever work for her.

Being from the Capitol typically means a person is fashion-obsessed and power hungry, but the only alterations she has had done to her is dying her naturally brown hair red. She is a plump woman with full lips, vibrant green eyes, and perfect, porcelain skin. She is of average height, and carries herself with dignity and confidence.

Though her motives truly are for the greater good, Rhea lacks social skills and often comes across as icy and rude. She has no problem telling a person how she feels, and isn't afraid of abusing her power as a peacekeeper to win an argument or shut someone up. Her eyes make her seem very calculating, like a the true strategist she is, and she seems to have some sort of wisdom to her.

Rising through the ranks throughout the years, Rhea is currently the head of a disaster squad, sent throughout the nation to solve murder cases. The other members have a say in matters, but in the end, her word is final. She enjoys being in charge, but perhaps that is her inner-capitolite shining through. Perhaps she is more like the place where she hails from than she cares to admit.

It wouldn't too hard to believe. Growing up, Rhea always enjoying choosing the games to play with her friends. She didn't like working with others unless they listened to what she said. Most people in the Capitol are known to want more and more power, even when they already have more than they truly need, and in ways, Rhea Norworthy is no exception. She likes being the boss, and anyone that has a problem with it will be dealt with.

Though she does seem to be a natural at her job, her motives are not what they appear to be. Serving the Capitol is the furthest thing from where her interests lie. Being shot across the Districts on those bloody trains gives her countless opportunities to smuggle Capitol goods in for a few lucky families. No one ever questions where the food in the refrigerator has gone, or those few extra dollars they had lying around, because as soon as they return home, there is only more waiting for them.

They have more than they need, and people in the districts are only suffering. She isn't okay with it, and never will be. She is, by no means going to be the one to spark a rebellion, but she sure as hell wouldn't mind joining one.