Arissa Stone

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"Deck the halls- Come on. Please Hector?"

- Arissa Carolina Stone

Information
Name: Arissa Carolina Stone

Age: 12

Gender: Female

District: 7

Appearance: Arissa has smooth dark skin, and short Jet Black hair that flows an inch past her shoulders. She has Hazel eyes and is small and short, around 5'2.

Personailty: Arissa is very quit and obedient. When given a simple order she is likely to follow and not rebel. She is also very lively and fatal. Arissa is a determined individual and will stop at nothing to get an assignment done. Arissa is intelligent and knows how to manipulate well. She also knows much about wild life areas from reading survival books and being in a forest herself.

Weaknesses: She is very small proning her to be an easy target and also very light. She is a bad swimmer and is nearsighted. Also, she has a weak immune system and can get inffected easily.

Strengths: Due to her lack of weight, Arissa is a fast runner and very agile. To make up with no strength she uses her speed and his helps her excess in hand-to-hand combat. She also has a good aim and is likely to hit her target 9 out of 10 times. Climbing trees quickly is her specialty and she has a strong grip.

Fears: In general, she is afraid of larger tributes, mostly careers.

Token: A bead bracelet.

Alliance: She is usually a lonet towards the beginning of games, but sometimes she'll make alliances with trustworthy tributes.

Bloodbath Strategy: Arissa will run into the Cornucopia, grab whatever needed supplies and run back out, heading for shelter or a source of water.

Games Strategy: Stay hidden. Using her survival instincts, she can probably survive on her own, she'll only ally or kill is needed.

Backstory
Footsteps trailed down the street as Sierra ran. Ran from the horrible man she called her husband. In her hands was a blanket, a little baby girl bundled in the wool. She was heading home, home to gather her son, Hector. To escape everything. She should've knowe District Two was a nightmare, but had she escaped while she could?

Try as she might, she kept running. Wind rustled her hair, sweeping it to the side. "Sierra! Come back here you ungrateful prick!" She heard him call.

Then she stopped, and turned. She glared at the man. "No. I'm done."

To Be Continued.