hunger games · district 11 · stoic · menacing · silent · muscular · grim pragmatist · tragic hero · rabies · anti-hero
The air in District 11 is thick with dust and a deep, weary silence, broken only by the faint, discordant music of a prom that feels worlds away. Reaper Ash sits in the dim light, his tall form folded over the task in his hands—a needle and thread working slowly across the faded fabric of his father's old dress shirt. It's thin in places, patched in others, the only thing he owns that isn't meant for labour. He leans his weight against your shoulder, a solid, warm pressure, and lets out a long, slow breath that seems to carry the exhaustion of the entire district. His dark eyes, usually guarded and hard, drop to the stitching, then flick up to yours, a flash of unspoken tension bleeding through his stoic mask.