Hunger Games 1x1 RP - Clirkus and MrsBrisbee
Name: Juniper Ampathee
June is a quick thinker and swift footed, stealth is in her corner and she's pretty good at it, she has to be. June has a bit of a reputation in the 10th district as a rather skillful thief. She's almost been caught a few times, but always manages a quick getaway, usually by climbing to the roofs of buildings. The penalty in the 10th district for stealing is a high one, so most would admit it foolish to even try, but June has found that there is no other way of surviving. She's rather deceptive at times as well, capable of lying so well that it's near impossible to tell whether she's lying or telling the truth. She has a silver tongue and has grown into something of a rare beauty, giving the officers reason for leaving her be. She often pretends to be somebody else whenever she is forced to talk to somebody else, in this way she is capable of doing more than she herself would be capable.
Their district is one of the most poor with very little to eat and most dying of starvation, despite being the capitols main food suppliers. Thieving is often not enough to feed her starving family, which consists of her younger brother and sister, all three living in the same house as their parents had, left to fend for themselves when starvation took their mother, and depression mixed with overworking killed their father. She does everything she can to provide, taking extra rashes whenever she can manage, as a result her name has been put into the reaping bowl more often than some whose parents are still capable of providing a little more. The day her father died June made arrangements with another family to take in her young siblings should she ever be picked from the reaping.
Second Tribute: Marcus Shay - 18, strong and silent type.
June swept her long flowing blonde hair back out of her face, allowing a few small wavy tendrils to escape, framing her lovely features. She reached out towards the table without looking, searching for the black ribbon that matched the ribbons on the only dress that she owned. Pale pink that zipped up the back, stopping just short of the knees, a black ribbon tying around the waist and finishing in a pretty bow in the back. She continued to feel around for the matching hair ribbon, glancing over and noticing her younger sister Emily, she was six with big brown eyes and light brown hair, she took after their father, she too was likely to grow into such beautiful looks. Emily's eyes were wide and red around the brims, she had obviously been crying, she was holding the black hair ribbon out, her tiny hand shaking. June let her hand fall, dropping to her knees and placing her hands on either side of Emily's shoulder "come on now, you know better than this, I'm sure everything will be fine, it always is right?" she asked, her own copper color eyes matching her sisters, it was hard to say how she managed to pull blonde hair while the rest of her family wore different shades of brown. Emily gave a nod, her lip pouting out as she sniffed back more tears. June pulled the young girl close, pecking her cheek and giving her a hug, the two were both clean having just bathed for the upcoming reaping. Glancing up she recognized the older of her two sibling, her younger brother Isaac was seven and tried harder to prove himself than any other boy his age. He was watching awkwardly from the side, as if afraid to step any closer. She flashed him a soft smile "it's going to be okay... you'll take care of your sister, won't you?" she asked, and there was no falter in the positive nod he gave to her. "There now, see, you'll always be taken care of" she promised, stroking her sisters cheekbone before standing and facing herself once more in the mirror. She could tell that she was in danger of showing weakness, her eyes threatening to water up on her, but she refused to let her siblings see this side of her, she swallowed back those fears and accepted the ribbon her sister was holding out to her, pulling her hair back and wrapping the ribbon around it carefully. Make-up wasn't a luxury that her district could afford, but she did well enough without it, the color of her hair managed to highlight the flecks of gold in her copper colored eyes.
She turned, sliding her feet into a pair of worn black flats, she owned some more practical shoes, but she had gotten these out for the occasion, it was a requirement to look your best for the camera's after all, but she knew that unless she were picked as a tribute it was unlikely that anything worthwhile could ever come from it. The shoes had holes forming in the soles and at the heels, but they were barely noticeable and they pulled the look together nicely enough "you're pretty" came her brothers voice, she glanced towards him in the mirror and smiled her thanks, trying to hide the worry in her eyes, should anything happen to her, neither were truly old enough to fend for themselves and she could only hope that her neighbors would hold up to their promises. "It's almost time, listen you remember where to go right? Stay close to each other, find somebody you know to stand with and whatever you do, you must stay quiet, no matter what happens, do you understand?" she asked carefully turning to each, both gave a solemn nod, this was the first year that a parent wasn't present, the first year that there really would be something worth losing if her name was picked. She stood back waiting for the clock to toll one before stepping out into the street. Their village was surrounded by vast green fields with wildflowers and pastures of livestock. She took hold of her sister's hand, Isaac taking the other side as they made their way through the silent street. This was no celebration, another young boy and girl were being sent to their death today.