Post by Marree on Apr 23, 2015 19:23:47 GMT -8
Name: Kyanite Ruze
Gender: Female
Age: 16
District 2
Height: 5'6
Weight: 121
Appearance:There once was a day, before all the training began, that I would look into a mirror at my face. I would have seen a tooth missing or my hair braided into two long ropes beside my ears. A few freckles that adorned my nose and a half smile of someone who was afraid to go to school. I was teased when I was younger by a the boys in my class. They made me conscious of my body. My looks. Every aspect of myself that would make me think that I wasn't worth a thing.
For years, everytime I looked into a mirror, I would see someone who was too afraid to stand up for what I wanted. To say what was on my mind, but then my mother started to tell me that I was beautiful no matter what. Even though the scars mar my body from the years of training, she was right. All along she was right cause as I grew older, I saw that small child fade away and I became a beautiful young lady. My dark brown hair became even longer and left undone so that it would cascade over my shoulders and lay softly against my cheeks. My teeth finally straightened up and my skin somehow kept its youthful glow.
As I stare into the mirror now, I give myself a meaningful glare. My eyes are the window into my soul and it's going to take an awfully special person to see what beauties lie within.
Personality:
I train hard and work hard just to prove to myself that I am not to be seen as just a pretty face. They will see the malice in my dark brown eyes before they even try to walk away away from me. I have been brought up by a loving mother and a harsh father. Both of whom wanted me to suceed beyond the normal requirements. They pushed me till I bled. They pushed me until I was falling to my knees, but my mom is what kept me going all these years. Behind those closed doors, she fixed my wounds while implanting in my mind that I was above these other girls. I was above those boys who wanted to taunt me growing up. She taught me that there is strength hidden deep inside of me and it lies there waiting inside my heart. She also told me that I will forever be someone to recon with.
History:
I am a daughter, sister and niece. I have a small family, but I usually only see my brother and mother now days. I've grown accustomed to being put through the wringer as I am a hardcore career. I've always gotten up before the crack of dawn to start my morning regimen. I needed so much practice once I hit a certain age cause my mother liked to baby me. Though, my father always put his foot down and kept me in line. He is the reason that I am who I am. Up until a year ago, he was very particular about my training schedule, but then he just up and ran off. Mom has no clue what's happened to him, but with him out of the picture, Jeran and I have began a new future as careers and healers like our mom.
