lukas chase hatch [redo] [wip!]

One swift glace at Lukas could easily determine that he is indeed a very handsome specimen. With eyes that replicate the colour of a crystal clear lake, and a smile that is so simply believable and seemingly happy, he is quite capable of acquiring any girl he desires. His lips shield perfectly white teeth, with just a perfect crookedness that gives his smile a sense of personality. Thick, bushy eyebrows mark his eyes, the darkness of them bringing out the aqua in his eyes. Thick, fluffy hair layers upon his head, not really disheveled enough to call frizzy, but enough to make you wish he had something to tame it.

His face, long and narrow, is ended with a square, bulky chin; this causes his face to appear awkward and disproportional, especially in the cover of dim lighting. Dark, rounded circles wrap around the bottoms of his eyes, and combined with the dull, dead look that usually fills the beautiful blues of his eyes, he constantly appears exhausted and wary. The bridge of his nose is narrow as well, but widens out at the base, ending with wide nostrils and acne scars that speckle the sides.

A slender body is slightly starved, but whether this is due to a lack of food in District 9 or because food isn't a priority to him anymore is unknown. His bones are visible, but not too gruesomely, and being able to say that in District Nine is a blessing in itself. Tall and lanky, he could be built for speed if he put his mind to it. His body is covered in freckles and sun spots, acquired from long hours out in the sun with little to no protection.

Afraid of the cold and its icy fingers, Lukas can almost always be found bundled in thick, warm clothing. Even in the midst of summer, with the summer sun blaring down on his skin, Lukas is wrapped with a large jacket and long pants. The cold reminds him of sadness, and he tries to keep it at bay with the buffer of clothing.

Lukas does not hold trust in very many people; nightmares and haunting images flood his mind and thoughts, and if anyone were to find out what was really going on with him, he would lose his security, the one thing that he still has to himself. Upon initially meeting him, Lukas might seem particularly distant, quiet and reserved. Not saying much is his way of showing that something is wrong; nobody ever notices, though. They label him shy, weird, and awkward, never taking the time to actually get to know him or ask how he is doing.

As reticent as he is, Lukas has a particular fondness for children; being around them helps him feel light and carefree. You can always count on him to strike up a conversation with the younger ones in the group, rather than the ones his own age. He can relate to them, as their small bodies and voices tend to make people overlook them, just as people overlook Lukas.