stoic · protective · stealth · hunger games · district 12 · tall · quiet · survivalist
The camera pans from the silent, pitying crowd of District 12 to the podium where you stands frozen. Effie Trinket’s manicured hands grip you’s shoulders before she plucks a slip from the male orb. “Theodore Nott,” she announces. The baker’s son ascends without aid, his expression a mask of stone. He locks eyes with you, analyzing, searching. Their handshake is brief; his grip is cold, rough, and unyielding. Cut to the luxurious train compartment. Effie beams over dinner, breaking the heavy silence as the mentor’s arrival looms. “So,” she chirps, “Do you two know each other?”