Avox: Silence Burkhard
May 9, 2012 16:18:45 GMT -5
Post by Sarella on May 9, 2012 16:18:45 GMT -5
I am Silence and these are my thoughts. I'd tell you all about myself but I can't do that. I don't have a tongue! I can hold up my fingers and tell you my age though. I'm four. Four-years-old and three months. I've been told what it was called when you don't have a tongue before, and I believe it's called Avox. I have to go now though, so you'll have to read what's written below to find out about me. I'll come back later to see what you think.
Silence is a very tiny little four-year-old. Most people would never expect her to be an Avox, until they ask her something and she tries to reply. That's when they recieve the shocker of finding out that such a small, innocent little girl could be silenced for life. She is 3'0" exactly, which is surprisingly short for her age. She weighs a slight pounds, and looks it too. She has a gaunt figure, and her arms are scrawny and look to have barely and muscle or fat. There is some, of course, but would you notice it is the question. The answer is, probably not - unless you were actually looking for it, or naturally see the type of thing. Her legs are the same way, and they resemble her arms quite a bit. They are only a little bit bigger. They aren't longer than usual, and they aren't shorter. Her legs are just the right height for her entire body height.
Her hair is long and light brown. It is straight, but gives long, wide curves off the sides of her face. She has long bangs that vary in sizes, from many haircuts gone wrong. The hair had been very long, and many times her owner has attempted to cut it off, but failed miserably when she kicked and tried to run away from the big scissors. Her hair is very smooth, soft, and doesn't tangle easily. Her hair is thin, and basically seems to detangle itself. Her eybrows are midly thick, but don't take up much of her face. They are thin in length but the hair strands on them are long. This is another thing they wanted to trim, but she wouldn't let anyone touch her face. Her eyelashes are long as well, just like her hair and her eyebrows. They are cute, and she is cute. They go well together. Her hair is almost always put in a braid or a ponytail, and is rarely seen worn down. She likes playing with her hair when it's down, and it'll usually somehow end up in a loose, unwinding braid.
Now it's time to move on to desribing her little face. Her skin is very light, almost pale but not quite. She is freckle-free with no moles or visible marks from birth of natural causes. Her face is soft and round, with that tiny little bit of baby fat left in the cheeks, making her face look slightly full. It rounds around her face, bening ownly slightly to make room for her chin to be out a little bit. Her lips are nearly colorless, and are thin and turned downward in a frown. If you think she's happy to be here she isn't. Not one bit. Her mom is gone and her dad is too far away for her to ever see again, and no four-year-old is going to smile in that situation, unless there truly is something good to smile about. Silence's eyes are bright hazel, but sometimes they appear almost blue. She has bug eyes, big and calm. Cute in a way, and very pleading and sad. Fearful, sometimes. Her ears are small and funny looking, almost like an elf's, and not very pretty. Same geos for her nose, a bit too small for her face and mostly just a little stubble sticking out of her face. You could say they aren't her best feature, and they truly aren't.
Silence has little hands and little feet, and a high little voice when she used to talk. Not that that matters anymore, but she used to have a lisp. She wears the white tunic of an Avox unwillingly. She finds it too big and too defining. Every time someone looks at it, they either give a gasp of surprise, shake their heads, or turn away from her. Was the child a murderess perhaps? Maybe. They don't know what she did. They'll never know if she even did something in the first place. Any child that young wearing the white tunic of an Avox must've done something very wrong, right? Maybe.
Silence. The perfect name for an Avox girl born from an Avox. She is quieter than a mouse, not even bothering to gurgle or grunt. She thinks of her mother as what she should be, cooperative and calm. So she is, for the most part, calm and cooperative. She doesn't like being touched though, and the cooperation ends at touching. Then she gets a bit fussy and will wiggle away, or attempt to run from your grip. It is not acceptable under her personal terms to be touched by anyone. Whether it be as a punishment or a hug, or even just to carry her, if she is touched she'll freak out. Go into panic mode. Whatever you call being so scared you could hide under the floorboards. She doesn't trust as easily as most little girls her age in the capitol would, as her dad always told her to trust no one but himself and her mother.
Silence can't seem to lie. It's almost a flaw for her, because she feels very bad if she shakes her head no when the answer is yes. She'll get squirmy, and in some situations, cry a bit. She feels she has to tell the truth. That lying is the worst thing anyone could ever do. Honesty is very important to her, and she just doesn't know what to do when people lie to her. She feels like she was betrayed in the worst possible way. Not a good way to feel, at all. Silence thinks quite a bit. She'll spend hours staring at someone, just thinking about them. Why would anyone want to wear such ridiculous clothes? Why is he eating purple food? What is that person writing about? Billions of questions will pop into her mind, along with her own personal statements and opinions about what's going on. If you were to peer into her thoughts you'd catch quite a bit of thinking going on in there, slow and steady, using the simplest vocabulary you can think of.
Speaking of steady, Silence is very focused. When she sets her mind on something she's bound to be able to do it. She is productive and quick. They are great things for her to have, and she picked them up from her mother. She is very timid, and hesitates at many offerings. She feels odd when it comes to presents or treats, and will most likely deny them, not thinking about how she never really gets them. Along with that she is adaptable to many things. She can learn to accept most envirements, wether harsh or calm, fast or slow moving. She gets a bit annoyed sometimes though, with very bossy people. They get on her nerves to a point she'll grit her teeth and feel like pulling their ears off. Literally, she'll imagine pulling off their ears. Not pleasant, eh?
She is a listener in general, never really talkative, so the Avoxhood is easier for her than for someone who is very chatty. She loves stories, even though she never gets any. Her calm demeanor fools many people, but she's just acting like her mother, in truth. She isn't that good at hiding her meotions, even though she is entirely convinced she's doing a good job. She is actually more of an open book, and except for when she's in deep thought, you can usually tell what she's feeling. Whether it be sad, angry, crazy, fearful, or nervous even. She isn't very good at being secretive. That is a flaw for her, because her first owner was able to take advanatage of that, and her gullibility. Yes, she is extremely gullible. Tell her you'll let her sleep on a big, fluffy bed, and at first she'll of course, not want to take it, until she gets convinced you'll actually let her. She'll get all excited and bring her hopes up way to high, only to have them crushed when the news is broken it wasn't true. She'll then proceed to cry and hate whoever her owner is. Hate is something she knows well now.
Silence is very needy. She would be a hard avox to take care of, especially since she's so young and incapable, so very few people want to make her their slave, excpet a few who think they could make use of her when she's older. She is like all little girls. She wants to see new things, be curious. She is oblivious to the most obvious things. She is, in all respect, a child easily mistaken for a toddler. Most often mistaken as a young three. She is even as shy as a little toddler, hiding behind her owner like the person they are talking to is about to murder her.
Silence has a few facial tics when she's nervous, or angry. Her right eye twitches slightly when she is angry, making it obvious she's growing a bit annoyed. When she is nervous or frightened, her nose crinkles like a rabbit. She is also a bit queer at times. She likes sleeping in corners of rooms or inside boxes. She prefers a cardboard box to a big, fluffy bed. She finds it more comfortable, and to her being scrunched up is comfortable. Whatever works though, right? It makes it easier to give her a bed if you don't have one available!
Silence's mother was an Avox, and her father was a capitolite. The part that really gets to you, is her mother wasn't her dad's Avox, she was someone else's. Well that made it all the more harder when Silence was born, because her dad was already married. They named her Silence, after her mother's Avoxness. She had to live hidden from both her dad's wife and her mom's owners. It wasn't easy to hide her, but she was small and quiet, making it a bit easier to do. She stayed with her mom, either in a box in the closet or right outside the backdoor. That may be the reason she likes sleeping in odd places, but you never know. She could just be weird. Her mom's name was Artifex, her dad's was Aurum.
Silence didn't know what went on when she was so young, only one year old, and couldn't do anything for her mother. If she cried, she made a risk for Artifex, if she tried to say her first words she made a risk for Artifex. It was always risky this, or risky that. It seemed like a great relief, around the time Silence was one and a half, Aurum's wife divorced him. Almost immediatly he came to Artifax's house and grabbed Silence. She was carried to his house and he raised her from there. She never really got to see hermother, but that's how life works sometimes. Her first words came soon after she was with him, and he had the time to teach her to walk and potty train her.
For her second birthday he bought her cookies, cake, and all that other good stuff. At first she was slow, not exactly wanting it, until finally she stuffed her face with cookies. She didn't care much for the cake, but she was so little, she didn't know the cake would be good to try! By the time she turned three she was comfortable sleeping under her bed. Aurum found her many mornings sound asleep under there, never staying in her bed. Eventually, he got quite an idea. One that would either be good, or terrible bad.
He picked up Silence one day, it was a few days after her fourth birthday, and carried her to Artifex's owner's house. Instead of knocking on the front door, he peered into the window until he saw him. Silence was quiet as could be, following her dad's directions. He loved her mom a lot, and wanted to help her escape. So the second she was outside the house trying to find out what he wanted, he grabbed her hand and told her they were running. Far, far, far away from the capitol. It would be harder for him than for her, but she agreed. Silence's mother wanted to run to the fence, but her dad wanted to walk and be slow. Nonetheless, the arrived in a few hours and stared at the fence. Silence began to cry, and Artifex took hold of her, trying to calm her down. It was scary for Silence, all the running and being quiet.
Aurum went first. He crawled under the fence, barely making it under. Artifex followed by making Silence duck, and pushing her under with her feet. Then she crawled in after them and picked her back up. The began to walk very quickly, always glancing behind them at the capitol, Aurum always doing it more longingly, but he was determined to help his lover out. It was to no avail though. A peacekeeper on night watch had seen them go under the fence, and was tracking them. He was waiting for the eprfect time, when they'd stop checking around them. That happened after two miles. They stopped and Aurum turned to Artifex, acting relieved. She knew something was wrong though, because Silence was staring at something.
"What are you looking at?" SHe'd asked Silence. All she did was reach out her little hand and point at the peacekeeper. That followed a gasp and a yell, until finally the hovercraft could be seen above them, only three minutes after finding they were caught. They took all three of them, Aurum yelling insanely, Artifex screaming all she could, and Silence shaking and scared. What was going on? Why was daddy yelling? Why is mommy screaming so weirdly? They were brought to the detention center. They knew what to do with the parents but not what to do with Silence. Artifex was killed, and Aurum was made an Avox. Now what do they do with the little girl, having just turned four? They made the decision to make her an Avox, and that she was just as guilty for the crime her mother and father committed. An Avox - running away! Her and her dad were not allowed to stay together, but rather sent as far as they could manage from eachother. Silence was scared, as you can plainly guess. It's only been about three months now. Three months since she watched her mother scream to death. She has seen things no child her age should have seen, and has experience a pain worse than any little girl should experience. Of course, who cares? She's just an Avox.