Miriam Hofstadter [District 6]

She has beautiful, smooth, wavy brown hair that reaches her mid-back. Unlike her colleagues she wears it down, always, never doing anything with it but brushing it to make it look neat. Green eyes dart around, regally observing her surroundings, because she is comfortable in only one place. The hospital. One day Miriam Hofstadter will be a doctor, and she has already begun her training. She started at five years old and learned fast, being a bright child. Nothing escaped her fingers, her graceful stride was never heard in the halls of the building, and people simply did not die in her care. So far, at least.

The face is complete with a small nose and thin pink lips, beautiful if not for the too-wide forehead. Lifting her small, nimble hands, she puts a hand to her cheek in thought. It was an old habit, one she'd had since the beginning of her training. No one disturbed her if her hand was lifted. Right now, she was looking over a sheet of diagnoses, wondering in what way to treat the third from the top. An idea pops to mind and she's off, long thin legs guiding her across the hall to the medicine cabinet.

Miriam is an only child, though her many cousins work by her in the hospital. Holding her head a bit too high, she can be overconfident and believes it is impossible for anyone to possibly be more intelligent than her. She is usually quiet, although loud when she wants to be. There are few things in the world that can make her angry besides being called stupid. Stupidity is one thing she does not accept. You are only her friend if you are as intelligent as she thinks she is. In which case, she has earned herself few friends.

A long lab coat over a dark purple shirt and long black skirt is her usual attire, but on Reaping day she wears a to-mid-shin navy blue dress and puts a matching silk ribbon in her hair. Thin white shoes are almost always on her feet, and she replaces them twice a year for cleanliness. Her family was never poor, but never quite rich. Miriam did not mind what her social status was, as long as she could be a doctor.

She likes foxes. Not to eat - definitely no, but as animals in general she admires the fox for its cleverness and sly mind. Gradually, she has come to like certain colors, even though before she disliked picking favorites. White, like in the hospital, and then shades of purple. She does not like anything spicy. Turning on her heals, Miriam heads in the direction of a patient's room. Poisoned, she had been told. Those cases always interested her, especially when it was not an animal's doing.

Her mother, Catherina, was a doctor, while her father, Riley, worked as a surgeon. She admires them beyond belief, even idolizing them in some ways. She wishes for nothing but to become like them. Once, when she was younger, she spent three hours trying to walk like her mother. Then her mother entered the room, discovered her, and ordered her to stop. "You walk so gracefully, Miriam," she had said, "Don't change it. It is much lovelier than my stride."

That moment changed her. She told her cousins how gracefully she walked, and after a while a few of them became competitive with her. Sophie and Magdalena were the two that challenged her most often. From who could deliver lunch faster to who had cleaner shoes. Miriam made a point of almost always winning, gaining her two enemies in her own family. Meanwhile, she befriended Aibrean, a sly older cousin much like herself.

Many of the staff at the hospital Miriam apprenticed at admired her cleverness. She was a bright child, and never ceased to impress them with what she knew and what she could do. She was not always perfect, though. On occasion a lunch tray would spill, or a bottle of hard-to-find medicine would be dropped. In these cases her father would become very disappointed. At home he disciplined her for her actions. She thought it was completely normal what he did - thank goodness for her father she never told anyone.

When she was fourteen she gained a true friend, a girl the same age as her who looked a bit like her and acted very much like Miriam. The girl's name was Azalea, and the two spent a lot of time together. At one point they considered a relationship, but decided "professionally" it was not a good idea. Maybe one day it will happen, but that day is not today.