Hellewise [District 6] |Finished|

Name: Hellewise Spinner
Age: 14
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 6
Appearance:

Hellewise is a small slender girl, with pale skin from spending most of her time indoors. She has straight black hair that falls to the middle of her back, which is usually kept tied up in a neat bun. Her large eyes are of a plain dark brown, which is usually mistaken for black from a distance. Actually, from a distance, most wouldn't even deign to look at her, for she's actually quite plain in appearance.
Hellewise can usually be found in a plain grey dress that falls to her knees, and is never found without her thin, worn, white gloves, long since tinged green, brown and grey from her healing related herb work. The skin around her hands were badly disfigured from an accident when she was young, involving a pan of boiled water. Up till now, she's still rather timid around fires, hot water. Whenever she gets too near hot objects, her hands will start to ache painfully.

Personality:

Hellewise is a quiet girl, who prefers to work in the background, unnoticed. She was never good at interacting with others, and was often dubbed the district loner. Since young, Hellewise has been eager to learn about medicines and by now, has a whole expanse of knowledge of modern medicine and herb lore stored in her head.
Hellewise doesn't have many friends, actually, she has none, to be painfully honest. She's a shy little girl, despite her age, and has knowledge of things a few years her senior. But if you manage to gain her trust, you'll find that she can be trusting and loyal, the shoulder for you to cry on, the one with the small word of advice when you need it.
To her flaws, she can be a little too trusting, and tends to gravitate towards older people, those who seem to know what they're doing. Once her trust has been placed, it never leaves. Because of that, she can be quite gullible at times- Or worse, she could be betrayed. But she hasn't, so she is, in a sense, quite lucky. As well as being gullible, she can be naive, and somewhat straightforward and innocent in her thinking, she can't comprehend the cruel and dark twisted ways of others, and the motivation behind them. And because of that, she bears some ill will towards the Hunger Games, but doesn't show it, for fear of being punished.
Unlike her usual demeanor, little know that Hellewise can be quite creative when it comes to revenge, and she had a temper as furious and quick as an out of control forest fire. So you'd better watch your words and actions around her, because you never know when her fiery side made appear.

History:

There isn't much to Hellewise's history, she's led a mostly normal life that everyone leads. Ever since she was young, her mother has taught her the properties and uses for the plants and herbs in the forest, and her father taught her about modern medicines. The rest she learned from school. Although the forest was somewhat forbidden to them, her mother frequently took her on small outings into it at night, to teach her the different plants and herbs. Only now when she's older does she understand why these trips were taken in utmost secrecy.

When she was 8, she had been boiling some herbs for her mother, who had left to treat someone's cold. This odd stray cat had suddenly rushed through the open door of the kitchen, and startled her, causing her to bump into the pot of boiled herbs, upending it and causing the stinging, bubbling liquid to fall over her, giving her severe burns on her hands and mild ones down her legs. Her mother came home to her, lying on the ground in the middle of a pool of scalding water, whimpering softly. Up till now, whenever she nears anything of a high temperature, her hands will start to throb and ache. Once she was eleven, though, she got tired of the curious glances at her scarred hands, and the whispers flying behind her back. So that day, she donned a cheap pair of gloves and has never taken them off unless she was certain she was alone.

Other than that, she didn't have much things that stood out in her life, none of her family had been chosen for the Hunger Games, no one she knew even remotely had been reaped, just faceless, nameless people to her. But as the weeks progressed into each game, she would get engrossed with watching it, rooting for her district and hoping, just hoping they would have a victor. She knew her family always feared she would get reaped, and although unspoken, she had that fear too. What if?

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