Deserax Sevecan [District 12]

At fifteen years of age, nature has been rather good to the way Deserax looks. As good as District 12 allows anyway. Standing at 5'8", Deserax is starting to close in on a height of about 6 feet even, like his fathers before him. Despite how tall his fathers are, he himself is at a sort of small weight, coming in at 128 pounds. With him being on the scrawny side, he isn't able to lift a massive amount. He can lift himself just fine, but he can't lift anything over 110 pounds, and anything over 40 pounds needs two hands. He is, however, fast for someone his age. His hair is a rather common color, being dirty blond or a very light shade of brown. It's usually short, but it never gets longer then three or four inches. His eyes are a dark brown, but seem black if you look at him from far away. He always seems to have a smile on his face, a nice contrast to the dreary aura of District 12. Sometimes this can backfire, as people can take him for nothing more then a hopeless fool.

His clothing is close to the normal in his district. T-shirt along with coal-stained, hand me down jeans. The normally light brown jeans are often stained with dirt and coal, and have rips showing plenty of use through the time he has had them. His favorite blue shirt is in slightly better condition, but not by much. Only a few dirt and coal smudges, and that's because he takes care of his shirt more. One important article of clothing he has, and hates to see dirty, his a special hand woven hat by his mother. It is white, and he often has it on over his head no matter what the weather. This can be a bad thing, as he often will do anything to get it back.

On the outside, Deserax can be see as just a cheery fool, trying to make everyone laugh in some idiotic manner. He's often seen as cheery, and it can be an annoyance to anyone who doesn't know Deserax on a personal level. Despite his cheery personality, he isn't very prone to making friends. He can be closed off at times and it can take a bit of work to crack his foolish outside shell and reveal his inner self. To any one he decides to actually let in, he is loyal and trusting to them, and he can be very protective over them. That's the price you pay if you have a close friend like that.

The other side of Deserax that people don't often see is his cunning side. Sure he comes off as a fool on the outside, but he can weave his way through the cracks as long as they present themselves. If the situation really calls for it, he can worm his way out of most bad situations. That is, providing the situation is more verbal then physical. If the situation becomes physical, he will often turn tail and run. With his way with words, one would think he could have anyone romantically wrapped around his finger. That's the exact opposite though. No matter who, when, or where, he doesn't know flirting at all. He doesn't know when he does it, when it is done to him, or when someone does it to someone else. Totally oblivious in that manner.

Once again, Deserax is outwardly friendly. Since he is this way, it takes a lot to actually get him angry. When he does get angry, he will lose some common sense and become brash. He could make decisions that he would not normally make, as well as say something wrong to someone. His way with words goes out the window when he goes over the edge. Even with all of this though, Deserax is stubborn. If he has a goal in mind that he wants, he will do anything he can to get to it. This is can be a good thing, but it could easily get him into trouble because of his desire to complete a goal.

Deserax has lived his life, with strife. Not that it was any different for all of district 12. With people starving in the winters, the mine shafts blowing up every so often. Yeah, pretty normal. Deserax's life though might have been a little more interesting. Or at the very least, more challenging. Why? When Deserax was born, his mother had some complications. Deserax was able to be born just fine. No complications for him. His mother though, had terrible bleeding. The 'medics' of the district were able to save her, but she wasn't able to use her legs any longer. With his father having to go out and earn enough money to keep them alive, Deserax had to take care of his mother at an early age.

As a result, he had turned to petty crimes, like stealing what little food he could so that his mother would have more to eat. At young age though, it was bound to fail at some point. The result was a pretty sever beating from the peace-keepers, resulting in his hands being severely scared. Even now, at the age of 16, he has a hard time using fine motor skills. When he wasn't helping his mother or going to the brainwashing school, he often spent his time running. It wasn't like he could do anything else. Too young to work at the mines, he took to passing the time by running the border along the district.

This was almost a religious practice by the time he was 16, taking an early jog every morning, no matter what kind of weather nature decided to offer him. So what did Deserax have going for him? Being strangely happy which contrasted with the gloom, running around every morning, and making sure his mother was well. Life wasn't good, but it wasn't as bad as it could be. As long as his mother was fine, and he could make everyone's day just a little better, he would be fine.

Done~