katarina dalinger. / district 9 / cbd2

From a distance, what draws people into Katarina is her looks. How angelic her porcelain skin glistens in the moonlight, how soft and delicate and wide her eyes are, how luscious and full her lips look to be. What pulls them in is all surface features, all red rose and petal pink, all shallow desire and hollow lust; but what any meleager worth their salt forgets upon approach of Katarina Dalinger is that while precious, a diamond has such sharp edges. And just as rare and indestructible as the aforementioned gem, the eldest Dalinger girl bears a face that could launch a thousand ships and packs a mean punch. Years of being told she was nothing more than a symbol, a body in a pretty dress, a thing to be used and presented as an accomplishment of her parents, taught her to be unwavering in her will and unyielding in her opinion. Forgive the pretty package you see before you, for its deceived you, truly, because she is as solid as stone. No matter what Nine, her parents, the Crimsons, or the whole goddamn world throws at her. Try to break the spirit or will of Katarina Dalinger and you’ll find yourself suffering death by a thousand cuts and she the knife.