♘ Letitia Wagner ♘
the diplomat
"Quiet diplomacy is far more effective than public posturing."
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♘ Name: "Letitia, Letitia Wagner. It is an honor to be here." Letitia Wagner
♘ Gender: Female
♘ Sexuality: "I find this to be terribly intrusive." Demisexual-Panromantic
♘ District: "The lovely district one" 1
♘ Age: "I hardly see how this is relevant, but if you insist I am seventeen years old." 17
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♘ Appearance: Standing at five foot ten she is tall enough to look in the eyes of most men. However her willowy frame gives the impression that she is weak and light and fools people into underestimating her. Long dirty blond hair is almost always pulled up into a messy bun and dark grey eyes can look as soft as clouds or as dark as a stormy night sky. Her slim frame makes her long limbs look even longer and more delicate and there is little difference between her waist and hips.
♘ Personality: A calm and collected young woman, she leads her life with honor and diplomacy. She would rather talk things over peacefully than resort to violence, however that doesn't mean she shy's away from it. Despite her gentle diplomatic appearance she did kill during the blood bath, a part of her more ruthless side that emerged when Gabriel was in trouble. Thankfully she is able to keep her more ruthless side on a leash and usually only uses her patented 'disappointed mum' look for scaring people. To top it all off she is a smart and brave young woman she came into the games with her honor intact. In a similar fashion she left with that same sense of honor since she gave her life for her dearest friend.
♘ Crush: None
♘ Alliance: "Whomever Gabriel chooses as an ally I shall test before allowing an alliance. I am pretty good at judging a persons character." Her plan was to let Gabriel find a few suitable allies if he desired and then pick and choose whichever wouldn't betray them. At the time there wasn't an offial 'career alliance.' The alliance wouldn't become official until later games.
♘ Reaped or volunteered: "Volunteered, I promised Luca I would keep Gabriel safe" She volunteered herself for a young girl who was reaped for two reasons. The first being the girl was but a child and the second being Gabriel had been reaped first and she was determined to keep him safe.
♘ Parade outfit: "Ugly white and gold uniforms. I pray that the game makers come up with something better for future games." Letitia wasn't a fan of the white uniforms with gold accents, the fact she had to carry her district number wasn't all that cool either.
♘ Interview angle: "Diplomacy, it wouldn't do to present an uncouth individual." She showed everyone that she was a diplomatic soul and then would later on show her skill with the blade, both combined is what helped her get her high score.
♘ Alignment: Lawful Good
♘ Weapon of choice: "The rapier, I have trained for many years with it" Rapier
♘ Fatal flaw: "This is a terribly unwise question to answer, I don't plan on letting my enemies know my weakness so soon." Maybe her attachment to Gabriel. Or maybe her diplomacy. Or maybe it is because she would rather be helping people than killing them. She has a quite a few weaknesses so which one is the fatal one is unclear. Thankfully her strengths seem to make up for some of these weaknesses.
♘ Training score: 11
♘ Death: "If only we could have planned better. It matters not now though." The peaceful forest of the first games seemed to serene at first. That is until the gong sounded sending the strong towards the Cornucopia. The majority of the tributes turned tail and disappeared into the trees. Following Gabriel, Letitia rushed to overtake the Cornucopia, there were a couple weaker tributes who tried to pose a threat and she cut them down with ease. She made an effort to give them a swift and as painless a death that she could offer them. Killing, even in the games wasn't something she relished doing. However she did it because it meant one less person between Gabriel and winning.
As soon as those threats where eliminated a pair advanced on them to try and battle them for the spoils. After a drawn out battle in which it was made clear that Quillon of Three and Moxie of Two where powerful they finally go the upper hand. Driving the two away from the Cornucopia they found that they weren't alone. The red head from District Four was kneeling by his fallen district partner. Letitia followed Gabriel as they approached the young lad. Instead of calmly addressing them Conrad lashed out at Gabriel and Letitia lurched forward to defend her dear friend.
Thankfully he calmed down and introduced himself to them, he was seeking revenge on the tribute who had killed his district partner. Taking Gabriel aside they talked over their options and came to the conclusion that Conrad would be a valuable ally. Welcoming Conrad with open arms would be the best decision that they made in the entire game. What would start out as an alliance of necessity would turn into a kinship that would last beyond the grave. Making camp it quickly became routine to hunt for tributes in between rounds of tea. Gabriel and Letitia took turns in the brewing, Conrad at one point casually mentioned that Letitia's tea was the superior of the two, which warmed her heart and soul. It wasn't long before the trio made the first pledge that would define the pact of the Careers for games to come. In doing so they set the standard for all future games, Careers where supposed to fight with honor.
While they had been fighting with honor and making the deaths of the tributes as swift and painless as possible it became clear that not everyone adhered to this. It was the most obvious when Moxie of District Two arrived at their camp one more, bloody and fatally wounded. Letitia could only watch in pained silence as Moxie dragged herself into the clearly and collapsed by Gabriel's feet. As soon as the poor girl had collapsed Letitia leaped into action, hurrying over to their side as she started to speak. Fury crossed her eyes as she listened to what Moxie was saying, it was very clear who had the audacity to injure this poor tribute. Quill, the very tribute who was supposed to be Moxie's ally. Her anger was echoed in Gabriel's words. Movement in the corner of her eyes drew her gaze to Conrad who had been silently standing next to them. She watched in silence as their ally who had once sworn to get revenge now removed his own jacket to drape it over the shoulders of his former enemy.
As soon as Conrad was leaving Letitia knelt beside the wounded lass, gazing at her with the warmest expression she could muster. Gathering Moxie up in her arms she cradled the wounded lass in her arms. With her free hand she gently ran her fingers through their dark brown hair while humming gently. While she cradled them in her arms she could hear Gabriel joining Conrad at the edge of the camp. When Moxie had fallen asleep she gently lay her down and started brewing a cup of lavender tea for the young lass. She would have added nightlock if she hadn't been so sure that Moxie wasn't going to cling to life for much longer. When the cup was finished she returned to her spot, gathering the girl in her arms before gently waking them up with a light tap and their shoulder.
"Oh. Thank you," Moxie had whispered as they took the cup in their hands. "Did you... did you make this for me?" "Yes I did, you looked cold and a warm cup of tea should help" Letitia had whispered in response. She resumed running her fingers through Moxie's hair, humming a gentle lullaby. "Thank you" and Moxie's eyes slid shut. "... Mother." and a cannon fired indicated the passing of the spunky girl from District Two. Letitia didn't let go right away however and continued to hold Moxie for a moment longer. Only when she was sure that their soul had left their body did she set her down and returned to the fire.
She was quickly joined at the fire by Gabriel and Conrad. Gabriel curled up next to her, wrapping his arms around her while Conrad snuggled up on her other side. It was a nice thing to have two precious allies on both her sides, warming her heart as well as her body. The security of having them nearby also allowed her a moment of reprieve from the looming threat. Moxie had come to warn of Quill and to not take her warning seriously would be fatal to them all. When night finally fell it was with a heavy heart that she allowed Conrad to take first watch. That was something she would regret for many years to come. If only she had thought to insist that two people should keep watch then maybe the disaster to come would be avoided. Maybe they could have had that final fight that they had promised each other.
However things didn't go that way and instead of listening to that tiny voice in her head she followed Gabriel into the tent to rest. After what felt like just closing her eyes when a battle cry was heart. Her heart in her throat she leaped to her feet and hurried out to aid Conrad. But it was too little too late, Quill had struck hard and vanished into the night. Left behind was a furious and gravely injured Conrad. "You filthy coward!" Conrad shouted into the darkness, shaking his fist in outrage. "Moxie was right about you!" Rushing to her allies side she opened her mouth to apologize, while desperately reaching for his wounds. Trying to reach them, to stop the blood from leaving her allies body. Before her reaching hands to get to their target Conrad was huffing at them. "Oh, shut up. I know you'll get revenge on that scallywag soon enough. Now, all I want is a cup of your best chamomile and then I'll be on my way."
After a long heartbeat she leaned down and helped Gabriel maneuver Conrad back to the fire. As soon as the red head was comfortable she got herself busy preparing her best cup of chamomile tea. She could only serve the best. When she finished she returned to the red head and placed the tea in his hands. Before he could start drinking she pulled him into a warm embrace, letting him lean back against her. It was to make sure that he didn't fall over whilst drinking and to make sure he felt safe as he passed. Once Conrad started drinking the tea it was gone quickly. "Send that Quill to feed the fishes." He gave them one last smile and closed his eyes. As he closed his eyes Letitia started humming softly. "I'll be waiting for him on the other side." It wasn't long before the canon fired and it was just her and Gabriel.
Without Conrad there the camp felt empty and cold, this surprised Letitia to no end. She had gotten much more attached to the shorter red head than she had originally thought and she looked forward to seeing him again. Curling up next to Gabriel next to the fire she didn't dare sleep. The following days were just as sleepless and nerve wracking as the first one but it wasn't long before there only three people left in the arena. Her, Gabriel and that awful Quill. Realizing that they would have to leave the camp soon to confront Quill they sharpened their blades. However before they could leave camp a howl could be heard in the distance. Wolves where nearby. Together they climbed a nearby tree in order to get away from the wolves. After all what wolf could climb. Shortly after they got to a safe height the wolves slipped into the clearing. They were as white as snow, beautiful to look at. That is until one looked up at them. And winked.
Letitia's eyes widened as the huge wolf like creatures scaled the tree that she had been so certain would save them. Now these trees that should have meant safety only created a trap for them. With a slash of their mighty paws she was sent tumbling to the ground along side Gabriel. The moment her feet hit the ground the wolves lunged for them, her rapier flashing through the air her world was transformed into a do or die. Fangs and claws sank deep into her arms and shoulders and chest before she was able to keep them at bay. However no matter how many times the claws slashed her or how deep the teeth sank she refused to stope. Refused to allow her knees to buckle or her sword arm loose its grip on her rapier. After what felt like a life time the wolves stopped attacking, the dust settled and an eerie silence fell over the clearing.
Dark grey eyes flickered over the motionless bodies until her gaze landed on Gabriel. Relief flooded over her as she realized that her dearest friend was still standing, still very much alive. As soon as that thought sank in all the wounds from their fight hit her all at once. Her knees that had been keeping her upright only due to sheer will power gave way at the same time that the rapier slipped from her tired fingers. Crashing to the ground she only narrowly avoided falling completely over when Gabriel seemed to materialize by her side, pulling her against their warm chest. Pressing herself against them she tilted her head up so that she could them one last time. The sight of their face looking down on her cause her lips to turn up in a gentle smile. Gabriel was the last thing she saw before the canon fired.
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"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake" ♘
Letita's Relations"Whatever you do in life, surround yourself with smart people who'll argue with you."☒ - negative || ☐ - neutral || ☑ - positive || ♥ - lover || ♡ - crush || ♢ - friend || ♛ - best friend || ⚔ - nemesis
Gabriel - ♛ ☑♡
Her best friend and her reason
for being the games. Now that
they are out of the games she
doesn't know how she feels
about him. Conrad - ♛ ☑
Conrad is a bright young lad who
Letitia was grateful to have as
an ally despite the circumstances
that brought them together. Moxie - ♢ ☑
Moxie if full of spunk and Letitia
admires how she chose honor in
the end. Quill - ⚔
She hates him with all her being.
The way he killed Gabriel still
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