Kora Dean D1

Name: Kora Dean
Age: 13
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 1
Appearance:

Kora has long brown wavy hair. Her hair climbs down past her shoulder blades. She has a slight wave in her hair, nothing crazy. Her teeth are slightly uneven, but her parents are soon going to bleach and straighten her teeth. Her lips are a subtle pink, not a hot pink just soft as pale pink rose. Kora’s eyes hazel, but they look mostly green. Kora’s mom wants her to get orange-gold eyes, for her to stand out. But Kora isn’t a fan of changing her eye color.

Kora is short for her age, but flexible. She has a short torso, but long legs. She stands at a solid 5’5. Her eyebrows are a light brown, and blends into her face like a picture. Her parents want her to dress like a beauty queen. Her mom doll’s her up in the morning when she goes to school. Pink dresses, skirts, and other girly girl items. Kora is more of a tomboy; she trains in fighting so she likes jeans, sneakers, and no make-up. But, her parents insist otherwise.

Personality:

Kora is a tomboy, but she never has any friends. Large properties separate everyone. Kora is quiet, but deadly when provoked. She is polite to her teachers, and everyone she meets. She has learned to speak when spoken to, and have good posture. But, Kora longs for something else.

She hates living in isolation all her friends are toys she was given at a young age. Kora never had a true friend, and she can be socially awkward. Her parents isolate her when she does fighting class one-on-one. Her parents do not want her to make a friend or come in contact with a living being her age. Kora has a love-hate relationship with her parents. She acts with unconditional love to her parents, but secretly she slightly hates them. They give her what she asks for, but never a friend.

Kora is a master of stealth. She knows just how to hide in the shadows. Sometimes if Kora is not favoring a situation she will fade into the background and escape. Kora also loves to use knives. She just has a knack for throwing the knives, or hand-to-hand combat. If she feels at ease when she has a knife with her, when she can’t slip away. Also Kora is a complete bookworm, curled up with a book is one of her only comforts. She loves the books that she could use in life, for example, knifes, swords, knots, guns, first-aid, and others she has a collection of books of just about everything.

History:

Born in district one has it’s perks. Her parents were wealthy beyond belief. Her father was the President of a company that made expensive jewelry. Large diamonds, rare gemstones, platinum, gold, silver, and anything to do with gems, they can make it. He leads a lavished life style, along with his family. Her father showered his wife with the rare gems, just for her. Kora’s mother was raised not to work, she was used to luxury. Never lifted a finger, for anything.

Kora was born during the winter months of the year. Her mother was at the hospital giving birth to a beautiful baby girl. The two new parents were full of joy, and were ready for the challenges for parenting, or were they? Her parent didn’t know the challenges, or know what requests the baby girl would have. Would the child be a devil or an angel? Nasty or nice, proper or a slob, who would she be?

At the age of one, Kora was walking and talking like the age of 3. Mostly gibberish, but it was still something. At the age of five Kora obtained her first knife, her eyes widened at the dull blade. Her parents weren’t the smartest giving a knife to a 5-year-old. Kora was witty with the knife, but one cut by the knife and the child learned quickly. Soon the knives were natural to Kora. Instead like most little girls wanting a pony, Kora for her 6th birthday she asked for knives that were more dangerous than the dull blade. Her father gave in, and bought her the sharpest knife we would give her for her age. A little less dull but still dull.

Each year Kora only asked for books and larger and sharper weapons. So after this she got fighting classes. Her muscles built up, her mind more focused, and her listening skills honed in on any sounds. Kora also lived a sad moment. At one of her father’s extravagant parties he had for business reasons. A man tall and walked casually into the party, and he pulled out an automatic weapon. Kora hid knives in her boots for safety reasons. The second he pulled the weapon, a knife square in the head. No bullets fired, just blood on the floor, and everyone’s shocked expressions. No one saw her throw, but her parents knew, and they felt proud. But, Kora felt terrible inside and out. She killed a man, and it was so effortless. What was wrong with her? Was she going to be a killer? Kora dismissed this, but it haunted her. But, after this her parents wanted her to enter the hunger games. ‘Volunteer this year Kora you’ll win’ echoed in her mind. Kora took a deep breath and her knife landed square in her targets head.

Codeword: oDair
Comments/Other: Jodelle Ferland Face Claim