Morton Reus [D11] // Fin

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Name: Morton Reus
Age: 18
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 11
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Codeword: odair
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put a shirt on damnit

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so it's over?
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Sheltered. Protected. Fragile. Morton was a frail child, sickly and weak. His father was disgusted at his lifeless white sprout of hair and screwed up baby-face, and would have left him outside to die if not for his mother's compassion. His older brothers, two of them, were stronger babies and grew into healthy boys, whereas Morton was always ill. He never cried as a baby, which was the first sign that something was wrong. The doctors said the boy was lucky to have survived the birth, and was going to have to be even luckier to survive infancy.

Luck, as it happened, has always been on Morton's side. He survived a flurry of sicknesses and made it to five years old without dying. Doctors were baffled at his progress and simply didn't understand why he had not died. His father put it down to a strong heart (that was inherited from him, of course). Morton's hair did not develop a pigment and stayed white - A rare genetic disorder. Not that it effected him much, apart from nicknames at school.

Morton was, of course, bullied. He was small, quiet, refrained and in all cases different. Yet Morton never cried, reacted nor fought back. He usually stood and took beatings like a punching bag. His teachers put a stop to the beatings as they became more severe and more frequent, and informed his parents. When they asked Morton what was going on, he never answered. They took him to be examined. The doctors just dubbed him as "mentally challenged".

This wasn't the case. As Morton hit puberty, he began to speak more. He was still brief and blunt with what he said, but what he did say proved that he was a smart and calculative boy. He excelled in mathematics and the sciences, but was awful at literacy. He enjoyed sports, but more so the individual sports as his lack of communication led him to suffer in team games. He had no friends, but this never seemed to bother him. The bullying continued, for a while, but sooner or later the bullies got bored.

There was a stage where they tried to see who could make him feel. His lack of reaction to any physical force led the other kids to believe that he couldn't feel anything. They were right. Morton's nerve endings have such a high threshold that for fourteen years he never felt a damn thing. When he realized this, at fifteen, he began to use it to his advantage. He began work on the farms, doing jobs for a longer period than others would usually be able to.

When he realized that he could take a beating, he began to use that to his advantage too. Morton entered fighting pits in the slums of District Eleven. He would place bets on himself to win fights and nine times out of ten he'd walk away richer than he arrived.

He built himself into an athletic figure through the fights, the labour and generally working out. His parents grew concerned at what he was doing, but to Morton he was simply providing for his family. He never liked being the weak and sickly child, and this was his way of repaying his family. He would be the strong one, for once.

You could call Mort' selfless, or compassionate, but he sees it as a duty more than that. He's a very cold figure, and doesn't show a lot of emotion to anyone. His nerve endings have had an effect on his personality and he doesn't feel a lot of emotion because he isn't used to feeling anything at all. He has a dry sense of humour, he is socially awkward and physically clumsy because his coordination suffers due to his nerves, but overall his heart is in the right place.

the door is open
you whisper to me
as you stood frozen
in deep uncertainty

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Finished~

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