D1 ] Davanie Avon \\ finished

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district 1 | female | 16 | madeline rae mason[/presto]

You never know (oh I know),
you never try,
There's just one little thing
that stops me every time.

"My name is Davanie Avon. I'm a sixteen year old female from the glittery district of one. I have a twin sister named Dharma who I love more than anything, and almost a year ago we escaped from a group of men who wanted to turn us into dolls."

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She wonders if she's made the right choice at all.

It's been a year since she escaped her captors with her sister. A year since she dropped the bloody tool on the ground with a sickening splotch-clatter; since she first felt the blood drying on her clothes, her skin, her hair; since Dharma threw herself off the damned table into her arms and said, "Thank you."

Thank you, sis.

Davanie's sister is the singular most important part of her life. If she had a list of things she'll die for, Dharma will be number one, and perhaps the only one. This much Davanie is certain about her life (she's not sure about everything else but she knows that Dharma is and always will be her sister). Neither of them know who's the older sister but Davanie's taken care of her for so long that it may as well be her. And hence it's only fitting that Davanie was the one who managed to get them free.

The plan was a long time coming, even if it took a ridiculously short time to manifest, and it was purely for Dharma's sake that she resolved to save them both. Davanie hadn't really though through everything that she should have done (she didn't really think the first part will work but she's glad it did), like where they'd go after they're out of the dark place Davanie had come to dub her horrible home. (Except the word home doesn't even come close to cover what the place was to them, and not even in a good way.) They're lucky they ended up safe in the end, and that's all Davanie really cares about.

Dharma is Davanie's reason for living. A life without her twin is, in her opinion, not a life worth living.

And if anyone - anyone - tries to hurt Dharma, Davanie will get mad. Very. Mad.

(Davanie supposes that the person who took the brunt of her fury was the one crumpled on the floor after she struck him down, and she thinks that maybe, just maybe, they got the message.)

Now her life seems to be a cycle of not knowing what to do, over and over and over. "What now?" she asks herself quietly in the night, whispering it in her heart for fear her sister realizes that Dav herself has no idea of where they go from here. (Sometimes she wonders if Dharma will leave if she admits it and resolves never to show weakness to her dear sister. Dharma trusts her. She won't let her down.)

But...

But sometimes the weakness does overtake Davanie, and she imagines where she might have gone if she'd just let them take her. If she'd failed to get Dharma free and they had both stayed to be the dolls they were prepped to be. Born to be, one of their captor's friends told her as he petted her soft, fair cheek and twirled his finger almost lovingly around her hair. She'd slapped him in response, but he'd only laughed.

And punished her.

She was to be a doll and while it gives her nightmares at night she dresses herself up like she already is one. Perhaps it's habit. Perhaps it's something else entirely (a fixed mentality after being told so often what they were to be, a secret desire to not be here, to be a desired possession, to be done with life), but Davanie never really looked too deep into her own thoughts (they're poison of sorts), doesn't question why she dyes her hair in many different colors (and watches Dharma do it too), changes it when she can. Wears makeup, curls her hair, styles it (reminds herself of a Capitolite).

(Maybe the weakness is seeping into her life.)

Davanie's taller than the average girl, with porcelain fair skin and big eyes. (Perhaps that's why they were chosen, the both of them, twins whose doll-like attributes come naturally.) When she walks she moves with determined grace, like she's planning to kill someone (and it's not completely off, either; if Dharma's in trouble that's what she'll do). She's skinny for not eating, the years and years of lacking food simply so they can fit into the tiny dresses pre-made for them instilled into her brain (no matter how much she tries to stuff herself it doesn't work and it all comes back out after).

"Let's get out of here, and never come back."

She tried. Oh she tried. Davanie got her piercings simply to spite her once-captors (not that she sees them all that often, or at all, since they escaped). Holes in her nose, her ears, her tongue, all considered a fault - or so she hopes. (She felt safer when at one point a piercing got infected, and she prayed so hard that it'll leave a nasty scar. But it didn't.)

Her temper is constantly like dry brush in a heat wave. It doesn't matter what the topic is about; all it takes is a little push and she'll snap, verbally tearing as viciously as she can into anyone (who isn't her sister. Most of the time) she can reach. And when her words become incoherent and her voice is thick with unshed tears for reasons she can't even identify she'll leave. Hide away for hours, days, then go back to her sister and keep quiet about it all.

What with her short temper and her sheltered past, it's difficult for Davanie to speak to girls her age. Or boys... or anyone at all, regardless of age, gender and whatever else that can be a factor in socializing. Davanie has none of it. And she doesn't quite have the large build or ego to pull off being completely unsociable, or the better-than-you sneer that should turn away everyone she meets, but Davanie tries. She damn well tries.

What she does have is the undesired ability to alienate people against her, not even at her will. It's just... little things she says just disturb them. Her words may either turn them against her, making a potential friend into a foe, or simply induce an argument that she never intended to start. Davanie feels alone but she has her sister and so she stays there. With her sister. Because that's all she really has.

Whether she wants other things is irrelevant, because Dharma will always take first priority in her life.

(The fear she'd felt when she thought her sister was dead, when she thought she was too late...)

But perhaps... perhaps if they'd taken her first, Davanie wouldn't be here wondering these things at all.

"We're free."

. codeword .
odair

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Kiah and I agreed to share the FC, Madeline Rae Mason. She also asked me to make her character a twin c:

[cass]

Ooooh, I like her!

Accepted!