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Post by junie st. james d7 ❁ on Jan 1, 2012 21:10:33 GMT -5

Dawn Summerset

District Four

Age Twelve

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Dawn. It was unusual, really, for a parent to choose a name so well. How could the Summerset parents have known, when they looked upon their first born child, that their baby would grow up to look like just that? Dawn. There are many ways to describe how the girl looks, and one of them is like a cold winters morning. Frosty. Gentle and beautiful as a snowflake. Delicate as morning dew. Different.
No matter how many ways you searched for to describe the way Dawn looked, you could not get past peculiar.
It might have been the smile on her lips, so distant and thoughtful that you cannot help but be intrigued. It could have been her long, white-blonde corkscrew hair, or the faded brown of her eyes. Maybe it was the chalk-white of her skin, which never tanned nor burned, even when she spent hour after hour playing in the sun. Her lips where even pale and a little thin, and her rounded, child-like features contrasted with her heart-shaped face. Haunting, maybe. Ghost-like. Peculiar.

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Not only is Dawn hard to capture appearance-wise - she is also almost impossible to put on paper when it comes to her personality. Firstly, she is the kind of girl who likes to do everything herself - that is the only way she can be sure it gets done right. This is partly due to the fact that she has spent years caring for herself and her small sister while her father drowns his sorrows with alcohol and her mother watches helplessly. The girl is not fearless, nor is she a solid as she pretends to be. Instead, she must do whatever it takes to feed her sister and be as strong as Eve needs her to be. She has not cried since the fateful day her mother fell ill. She bares the responsibilities she holds better than most twelve-year-olds, however she still feels their weight.

Independent, defiant and serious, Dawn is quiet and seldom smiles. She speaks softly, comforting her younger sister in times of need. Quiet and gentle, the girl is a perfectionist who prefers reading and playing than swimming and running. The girl, who is kind and honest at heart yet has been forced into other ways by her parents, does her best to get by. Patient and guarded, the girl, although quiet, is far from shy.

She will do anything to protect her sister Eve. Dawn is barely ever angered - instead taking a strategic and practical approach to problems. The girl prefers to avoid conflict - instead she works alone toward what she wants despite whatever is holding her back. The quiet little fighter is often described as cold or meek, however she is neither of those things. Instead, she has persistant faith in her own abilities and distrusts others - especially adults - for her own parents let her down in life. Focused and patient, the girl holds grudges and does not forgive easily.

Twelve years ago, in the middle of winter, Lucy and Thor Summerset welcomed two babies into their home. Dawn was a child with hair so white it could not be seen, which framed her tiny face in corkscrews even at birth. She was a baby that barely ever cried and wanted for nothing. The second child was only a year and a half younger, and the couple, who both worked hard and where kind people, loved them both dearly. Eve had been born in mid-summer. It was a terrible summer, that year. It was three years after the two children arrived on their doorstep one cold winters morning that Lucy fell sick, suffering a stroke from which she never truly recovered. Left with a wife and two young daughters, Thor turned to the drink to console himself. Unfortunately, the couples income had halved when Lucy had fallen sick, and Thor, now without his beloved wife, would waste every last penny he earned away on more liquor. It drowned out his sorrows, but it also drowned out his children. Dawn was five and Eve four when the money truly ran out and the family where forced to move into a shack by the docks. Here Thor drank but more after losing his job, and the man grew violent and careless. He began to punish his children for the way his life had turned, physically injuring them when he had had too much. It was the winter that Dawn turned seven when he attempted to drown his eldest in the sea. Ever since that day, Dawn dedicated herself to taking the brunt of her fathers anger to protect her young sister. Ever since that day, Dawn has been terrified of water. Living in District Four, this is a great drawback, for she cannot fish like the others for food. She is forced to set traps for food, however food is not enough. The family needs medicine and clothing as well as new nets and more liquor for Thor. To trade for this, Dawn is forced to sneak out at night and steal wares. She did her best to hide this from her fiery little sister, however Eve found out about it and begged her sister to stop. It was immoral and wrong, Dawn knew, but it had to be done. So it went on. Dawn became more reserved and untrusting by the day, yet she progressed in her stealth. Being small and quick, she has no trouble sneaking about District Four unseen.
Although admired and looked up to by her small sister, Dawn is crumbling under the weigh of the years to come. In only a years time, Eve will be eligible for the Games. Dawn thinks it only her duty to protect her from this, too. Determined that Eve will never need tesserae, Eve takes as much as they need for herself every year - but she can't help but worry about what would happen to Eve if she were reaped.[/font][/blockquote][/justify]

But where did she come from?

.// the plot
Nearly a decade ago, an underground organization working within the Capitol had succeeded in smuggling in who knows how many children out of the Capitol to be hidden within the districts. They were, of course, captured and executed for their crimes but none of the core members ever gave up the information about the children they stole. It would seem that these children would be lost forever. That is until recently when one of our librarians found a ledger of these lost children within his library. The book names each of the 56 lost children and where they where to be taken.

Due to the young age and sensitive nature of these findings the Capitol has decided to send three of our younger agents to search the districts for these missing children. There is however a ticking clock to this mission, most of these children have grown into a reapable age, if chosen for the games the truth of the capitol's failure to contain this atrocity may come to light. If this happens we could have more boldness surfacing within the districts and even more dangerously; uncertainty within the Capitol. The people of the Capitol must not ever think themselves at risk in their own city. If the people believe we cannot protect them who knows where they might turn for a feeling of security.

So it is up to the three agents to quickly, quietly, and discreetly return these children to their proper home. This will probably be easier for some then for others, some may be aware of their Capitol roots and wish for nothing more then to return to their true home. Others, however, are listed in the ledger as being set up for adoption by families within the district. It is impossible to know for certain weather these children are aware or unaware of who they are and weather or not they'll be willing to return home. Regardless it is the responsibility of our agents to return them home any way they can.

They are this young for a reason of course, the easiest and quietest way to return these children home will be of course to befriend them. Being close in age to these children will give our agents a way in with most these children, here's hoping they will all be returned home safely.

Dawn's card is 'The Light' while Eve's card is 'The Dark'.

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