Francesca Levroux District 1

Francesca has straight long locks of light copper hair that goes just past her shoulder blades. The hair is a nice frame to her face, which isn't classically beautiful. It's kind of long and slim. Her nose is bent downwards, like a bird's beak; which is pointing towards her strong jawline and rounded chin. These all come together for the grand finale of her eyes. They are the gray eyes you'd expect from someone in district 12 and makes her unique to district 1.

Frannie has an interesting body. While she is relatively thin, her wide bone structure contradicts the fact. Add the fact that she's 6 foot 1 and you get what they used to call a swimmer's body. She has a muscular chest and great abs. Also Frannie has strong arms and legs, which somehow manages to stay lean. This contrast of strong muscles people usually expect to big big with the leanness of her body makes it hard to describe her.

Everyone says Francesca will die happy in the hunger games. She's incredibly happy and extremely passionate. Maybe a little too much so. Her passion extends to everything she does, even in her Career training. Frannie loves the way your body moves when throwing a knife and how that's different than using a sword. She also likes to learn about the different plant that the games makers like to put into the arena. You can just hear the joy in her voice when she talks about her training and everything else she talks about. She’s also very protective of her friends and those she cares about. It’s almost like a maternal instinct; Frannie protecting those she love. People really don’t mess with her friends because she’s gotten into way too many fights trying to protect them. Just another thing she’s passionate about.

That and she has no filter on her mouth so she talks about anything and everything that's on her mind. Sometimes it's about how cute that boy two seats over in class is or it could be about the argument her parents had over what new car to buy. Either way you'll know that being around Frannie is never going to be boring. But sometimes she just starts talking to herself in public; like at school when no one’s around she'll have a full conversation with no one around. Everyone thinks that she's some sort of crazy and Francesca will admit that she is. Whom she's talking to is Ignatius her imaginary friend since childhood. Though Frannie almost talks about everything, there's only one thing she won't talk about.

Her fascination and obsession with blood. The way it flows and the color, oh the deep rich red almost turns her on. However her favorite part is the taste. Sometimes it's that metallic rustic flavor she finds cooling and refreshing and at other times it's a nice sweet cherry. She never drinks anyone's blood but her own. But it's hard to resist when so many young and strong kids bleed during training. No one knows about this obsession other than Ignatius her imaginary friend. Still she fears that one day she might snap and drink a fellow tributes blood. It's the only thing Francesca will ever worry about.

When Francesca was younger, she was very much a tomboy. She was the girl who liked to play in the streets with the boys. Her scratches were cool, like battle scars and she could spin great stories to fit them. Those scratches never bled out but were still really cool. She was never like the other girls for a while and she enjoyed it. But, around the age of 6 or 7 she fell out with the boys though she couldn’t quite get along with the girls. She was so sad she wouldn’t come out of her room for almost a week. Afterwards she came out talking to her imaginary friend like she’s known him since birth. This was the birth of Ignatius, Francesca’s best friend for almost 10 years. To explain Ignatius simply, he’s the exact opposite of Francesca. Fair skinned and light colored hair with deep brown eyes; Ignatius is the quiet counterpart to the loud and friendly Frannie.

Frannie is the only real child in her family; as her parents like to say. They're perfectly aware that Frannie has her “twin” Ignatius but, they don't really count him as their child. When Mama and Papa Levroux talk about Ignatius with their friends, they almost make fun of their daughters “brother”. One day when her parents were talking with their friends, Frannie walked in and heard how they didn't believe Ignatius was real, and was devastated. She had never cried so much in her life and she wouldn't talk her parents for weeks. It took her parents some convincing that Ignatius was really real and to really consider him their child. Francesca still doesn't believe that her parents are convinced about Ignatius but at least they don't make fun her anymore.

Francesca was first introduced to blood while she started her Career training. Her nickname was also created in this time period. When she met her trainer, he felt that Francesca was too long and not easy to chant when she wins so he started to call her Frannie. Her trainer's first lesson was to see blood and try to teach her to deal with it. He was happily surprised at first because this young girl didn't freak out at the sight of blood. Then things got weird; Frannie was in a trance of sorts at the sight of blood. She didn't know what was happening at first, then Ignatius said, “Don't be afraid. There's no need to fight it.” Next thing she knew the red velvety liquid was on her hands and it felt like silk. So smooth on her skin and she thought it was intoxicating. It scared not only her but her trainer; just watching this girl cover herself in blood. They agreed never to talk about it because both were scared at what happened.

When she got home that day she asked Ignatius “What do I do? And what just happened?”. To that Ignatius replied “Well I'm not sure but I'm pretty sure that you just covered yourself in blood and liked it. And you know I'll always accept you for who you are”. They talked it over and decided that it only made her unique and pretty amazing. It's their little secret and they enjoy having something that big being only between them. Frannie was wondering how it tasted so she intentionally got hurt during training and then tasted blood for the first time. She thought it was sweet and salty all at the same time; it was the best thing she had tasted in the world. Though she will never drink anyone's blood but her own.

I'm officially done with Frannie! Hope you guys like her history!