Hark Finch | D4 | WIP

(.Hark Finch.)
(.Sixteen.)
(.District Four.)
(.Asexual.)
(.A guy.)

(.Appearance.)

I'll be the greatest pirate to venture off into the sea like the ones in the books I hide in my chest. One day I'll invest in eye-patches and peg-legs but today is not that day while I can walk perfectly straight on my spindly legs and see for miles with my eyes of golden brown. I am not a fighter but I can twist my tongue around words longer than my untied shoelaces but my guilt for participating in foolish wars of words is unwavering still. I don't wear shoes because they stick to my wet feet and tear the skin attached. They say I don't make a good pirate with my strong dislike for physical battles but I could be a shark if I wanted to.

I'm not very tall but I can imagine I could reach the clouds if I reached far enough. They measured me before I left to join my brothers on the ship and told me that I'm 5'8" inches but I'm told that's average. What a funny word... Average. Hmm. Well, I believe I eat enough. I'm not starved here but I can count ribs with my fingers as I drum my fingers along the crooks on the long days with no excitement. Perhaps the number has dropped but at last count I was 135 pounds. I wish to live under the sea and trade my long and crooked toes for fins and my lungs for gills. That's my dream, to really be a fish. For now I have to stick with catching them. What good are lungs for a District Four boy? My mouth is shaped all wrong, it's too pink and rough. I refuse to be mouth-breathing scum if I am not breathing underwater.

(.Personality.)

My stories make everything better, life's an easier pill to swallow with distractions. My stories of heroes in long-forgotten places with monsters not even the game makers in the Capitol could dream up make me happier in my confusion. It's hard not knowing who you were before, if there even was a before.

(.History.)
Hark Finch wasn’t always a Finch. He wasn’t Hark either. His name is unknown to even him, along with everything before a few months ago. See, years ago, his brother ten years older than him would sexually abuse him but Hark repressed those memories for years, even after his brother left the District.

(.Code.)
Odair

(.Other.)
Lyrics are TBD
FC is
Part of Clover's Finch plot.