District Thirteen Male: Atomique Chesley --DEAD--

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Name: Atomique 'Atom' Chesley 

(goes by Atom simply because he hates how his name resembles that of a girl.)

Age: 17

Gender: Male, no mater what his name may suggest.

Appearance: Atom has  caramel coloured hair, that looks like it has been highlighted by the  sun, even though he hardly goes outside. He is pale, and it especially  shows on his face. His face is full of sharp angles, and like the rest  of his strong body, is just a little on the thin side. His hands are  like tape, and he is very sly, being able to steal things easily. He is  almost always seen (when you can catch him) wearing his black leather  gloves (no way is he leaving finger prints), and black clothing.

Personality: Atom is  mysterious, seeing how he doesn't share much with anyone other then his  parents, and he is officially off the grid. He secretly hates the  government, and because of this, hates rules, and seeks every  opportunity to break them. Deep in his heart, all he is looking for is  someone to except him for who he is; someone other then his parents.

He is a head strong boy,  although normally keeps his thoughts to himself, seeing as these  thoughts could potentially mean death. The fact that he is very silent  comes in handy, because it helps him sneak around quickly, and get  (steal) what he needs. To some, he may be seen as brooding.

Back story: 

Atom's real family  abandoned him as a baby, leaving him like trash for another to pick up.  Unfortunately, the family that took him in, is about as poor as the  people who gave him up, meaning he doesn't have much in life. The only  thing his original family gave him, was his first name, and he hates it;  he sometimes wonders if they thought he was a girl. 

Over the years, Atom has  had to resort to theft just to make it by, because the government of  District 13, doesn't agree with the fact that Atoms parents took him in  instead of leaving him to die. Therefore, he is officially off the grid,  he isn't allowed to go to school (however he has been taught by his  mother who was a teacher), he doesn't work, and he definitely isn't  given food. 

To the government, he is  not part of their district, for everything except the reaping, it is  the only government regulated activity he is allowed to participate in.  Great right?

Weapon of Choice:  Daggers, because he can easily conceal them, and move in for the kill  slowly and silently without anyone being the wiser.

Token: His black,  leather gloves. These gloves have helped him remain off the grid more so  then he already is, and its fitting that he takes his favourite  procession into the place. Perhaps a little of their magic will come in  handy.

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