Post by Ariadne Edelmann on Sept 7, 2010 1:23:50 GMT -5
Name: Ariadne Vanessia Edelmann
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Female
District/Area: Eight
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Female
District/Area: Eight
Appearance:
Ariadne doesn’t have a traditionally beautiful face. It’s thin, with prominent cheeks and pale, chapped lips, and a gently sloping nose. She has a small brown birthmark on her jutting chin. Her skin is a warm golden color that tans easily and her eyes are such a dark brown that at times they look black. Her forehead is placed forward, giving her an intense look, punctuated by eyebrows that are perfectly parallel to her lips.
Her hair is probably her most obvious feature, it is a solid dark brown, pin straight and waist-length. She loves to swing it around, and at times it acts like a curtain, shielding her face from onlookers.
If her face implies an older girl (and most people do assume her older, if malnourished), her body disproves it. She lacks any sort of womanly curves and is flat chested. At about 5' 5", she's average height, but underweight, and frail to boot. Her limbs are long and scrawny and rather ungainly, but she moves with a grace that seems impossible.
Personality:
Despite everything Ariadne has been through, she remains largely the same; outgoing and daring, with a stubborn streak. She gets a kick out of doing crazy, adrenaline-inducing things, and does them without a second thought, because she knows there isn't a soul who cares for her.
Her past has matured her beyond her years, but far from making her world-weary, it has made her passionate and reckless; she's knows that one of these days will be her last, and she lives it like that. She’s a free-spirit who loves adventure and danger, and she's open and honest with nearly everyone she meets. She doesn't read people well, and she can be too trusting.
On the other hand, when it's time to be logical, she is. She has known from the time that her father went mad with grief, that above all things, a person needs to eat, and she had well-honed survival instincts.
In person, Ariadne can be sarcastic, but she laughs easily, and makes others laugh. She's not above laughing at herself, even. But she doesn't like to talk about the past, and she doesn't deal with loss well; she blocks it out instead of dealing with it.
History:
Ariadne began life as the darling only child of Doriana and Apollo Edelmann. Her mother was a weaver, working at a loom turning thread into beautiful, artistic cloth. Her father worked in the fields, picking cotton. Ariadne adored both of them, especially her father. They had a happy family life, despite being lower class, they were never went hungry.
Ariadne attended school and was an outgoing, friendly, intelligent child. At the age of ten, her mother contracted tuberculosis and her father tried in vain to hire a doctor to treat her, but none in the district had the proper medications that would have cured her mother. For a year, Apollo tried to get some form of reparation or apology from the District leaders, the Capitol or anyone; he rightfully blamed them for not helping his wife. He didn't work, and he and his daughter struggled to survive. Ariadne arrived home from school one afternoon in December to find a note on the table, 'I love you', it said.
Her father had gone into the District Square, shot the Head Peacekeeper and then himself. Ariadne was orphaned at the age of twelve.
With no means to support herself, she left school and took up her mother's place at the loom. But she didn't have the artistry for it and her spirit wouldn't allow her to sit in a dim room for hours a day. She lost her job and home and at the tender age of fourteen, took to the streets and the only thing she had left to sell: herself.
She became a prostitute for the working man and the Peacekeeper. They delighted in bedding the daughter of the man who killed their former leader, and they pay her well for the privilege.
Ariadne manages well enough, she rents a small flat, and is able to feed herself. Her activities are fairly well-known, and she knows that sooner or later someone will turn her in. If the Games don't get her first, she is still a child, after all.