Description
The image is not mine. It will be taken down if asked.Age/Date of Birth: 26, December 18th
Gender: Female
Race/Ethnicity: Avrelle/Pakechan
Appearance: Avia is a tall woman with a very ample figure and a tiny waist. Her curves are radical, and she is prone to wearing clothing that only exaggerates the fact. Her hair is now long enough to touch her knees, though she normally wears it up in an extravagant bun held by red chopsticks, or she has it loose around her shoulders. She has an abundance of scars that she hides with a skillful amount of carefully applied makeup. Her favorite color seems to be red, as that is the most popular color seen in anything she wears and owns.
One other thing about Avia. Her bones are hollow and slim, and there are many other little factors that go into her weight, which, surprisingly, only adds up to a stunning seventy pounds. Impossible?
Quite.
Equipment/Weapons:-
PinKnives: Exactly as they sound, they are hair pins. Shiny, silvery things. Very pointy. They are also throwable knives.
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Quellazaire: An odd weapon? Perhaps, but for Avia, it comes in handy, especially with a pack of "special" cigarettes, made only for assassination purposes. Poison smoke works wonders.
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Avrillian LongswordHistory
Avia, young as she is, has lived many lives.
Not literally, but the experiences she has lived through may as well make the statement true. Once an assassin, raised by none other than her parents in the art of murder, she was put into a group of children raised the same as herself. The sons and daughters of a forbidden art, used to raise money to clear the debt of their guardians. Their leader was Ateles, a young man who had come from a town far away, unlike the rest of them, who had grown up together. Upon first meeting them, Avia's family hated him. She hated him, too.
However, as time went on, and events passed, she found a fondness in him that she found in no other man.
This was probably the worst choice she could have ever made in her life, for when the assassination group was found out, they scattered, and Ateles disappeared. While they all regrouped, he did not come back. Caitus, Lycaon, Vipera, they all said he was dead. He would have come back by now if he was not dead. He would have found them, but no. He never came back. He had died.
In the following years, what was left of the group kept in contact, but went their separate ways. Avia had always been a dancer and an entertainer, tricking men into her favor before she poisoned their drinks and fled. Because of this, she joined a traveling circus to make money and get away from the law enforcement back in her homeland. She traveled worlds. She stayed in the circus for seven years, and in those seven years, her boss, a short, greasy, fat Frenchman, became more fond of her. She grew into a strong woman, and he admired that...however, she did not admire him. She tried to escape once she had paid off her dept, but with the help of various bodyguards, detained her and bound her to himself using magic. A tattoo of a gnarled magnolia tree, made up of the words of her contact, was printed on her skin, from her temple to her knee.
Somehow...she escaped. She fell into the lake and was saved by a brawler mage, Paul, and his dragon, Ichiro.
Months after, she found herself drinking in Gambit's bar with Drakus Flavaar. He offered her a job, which she desperately needed. A job as a dragon keeper. It payed well. Of course, she accepted, though she was rightly drunk at the time.
Another few months passed, and so did tragedies and joys at the Flavaar residence. She found out what a cheat and a lie Drakus was, first deceiving Liz, one of his researchers, when they were younger, then mourning for his wife while courting another woman. She met a man made of diamond, and his name was Daniel. She hated him at first, but, just like Ateles, events passed and time went on, she became very fond of him. There was controversy in this. Daniel was a Sith, and his master was a cruel, horrible woman called Darth Widower. The witch attempted to kill Avia, and in doing so, killed a good friend of hers, Jorin. It was around this time that she met Lumierre, an elfen princess that was friends with Drakus. Later, Avia figured out they were more than friends. She created a strong bond with the elf. They went through many trials and tears and laughter together, and they continue to do so.
After the ordeal with Widower, a dragon was born, given to Avia to take care of. Lumierre had been there, and so had Liz and Drakus. She named the dragon Ese.
Eventually, Avia rid herself of the large tattoo, but four letters from the contract would not disappear. She found, as well, that the poison and the magic that bound her to the Frenchman had not left her. Only Alrion, Drakus' brother, knows this, and he has promised never to tell a soul. They did not need to know.
Now, there is a problem with Ezrael, who is Drakus' son. Through the events that deal with him, she has met Jasenga, a curse laid onto Kenji, and also Alrion's girlfriend, Eve, and then Sie, a drow woman, and countless other people.
However, as the months and horrible events passed, the time came when the Flavaar manor burned down on Ezrael's command. Everything Avia owned was burned with it, save for a few weapons. As she rode with the companions that Drakus and Alrion had gathered, she was given the chance to take Ezrael's second form into a diamond. Sie had the first shot, but it was thrown away. She and Alrion gave Avia the chance, and she took it.
What they did not know was that the truly evil Ezrael was the original one after all. He summoned a meteor down from space to hit Terra. She and Daniel boarded his spaceship in an attempt to destroy it before it landed. The weapons did not work, but Daniel had one thing left. He had a bomb. Knowing that his chances of living were higher than Avia's if the bomb went off, he shoved her inside of an escape pod, sent her on her way with a last teary goodbye, and sacrificed himself to stop the meteor. It worked. Daniel became a dead hero.
And he left Avia to wallow and drink away a life without him.
-ah. But...it really did not work out that. Things don't tend to be that simple in Avia's life. She was not left to wallow in her apartment and mope. Ezrael haunted her dreams from the dead, scarcely allowing her rest. And, one day in a drunken stupor, he visited her waking life from the world of the living. He had somehow attained a new body. One year after his, and Daniels, death, Drakus felt the need to revive one of the Ezrael's. The one she had before imprisoned.
After that, Ezrael had come to Avia, and only trouble followed.
So begins...
"Sophie!" cried Avia cheerfully. "You sound better than earlier. Did Aiya die?"
"No, she just hung up. I think she's going to her room. Did you want me to take the phone to h-- oh its on a wire, weird. Is that to recharge it?" Her finger wrapped around the phone cable, toying and playing with it.
"I think it's just old. Old technology uses a lot of wires. Do you know why Aiya called me, Sophie? Is there something going on?"
For a moment Sophie thought about it, then shrugged. "I don't know," she said innocently. Dumb fleshies.
Avia leaned forward and leaned her forehead on her palm. "Could you pretty please get Aiya for me?"
Sophie rolled her optics and looked towards Aiya's door, then set the phone down. "Aiya, it's Avia, phones for you." Some sort of unintelligible response followed and Sophie picked up the phone. "She says she's in the shower." Sophie suspected this was a lie since the shower was on the opposite side of the corridor. But she couldn't be sure. Well she could, she just didn't care to be helpful.
"Oh. Um." Avia pursed her lips. "Sooo." Her nails drummed on the armrest. "How are you, Sophie?"
Sophie was already bored, but she would play nice for now. "I'm good. How do you know Aiya?" It was a question that would soon be followed with 'how do you know Orion'. But first the innocent questions.
"We worked together for a time," said Avia. "For Orion. That's how we met. We didn't see one another very much, though."
"Ooh, so how'd you get involved with Orion?" she asked, hopping up onto the stool before her.
Avia was in her apartment, on a home phone. Commander Raynor would have a hard time getting any attention from her.
"It's..." The woman trailed off, lips tightening into a straight line, "...complicated. I was...hired by them for a short while, to deal with a conflict that I was having at the time."
James was getting frustrated "I dont have time for this." He made his way to an area filled with different apartments,approached an apartment out of random,and spoke to himself. "Last area for today. If not I'm just gonna have to...draw some attention." Jimmy banged on the door with a hammering force rattling his saber slightly. "Hello? I am with the military it is very important you open the door.I am Commander Major General James Raynor." He shouted in a very authoritative voice. "A psychotic murderer may be in your district.Answer your door." James kept one hand inside his sleeve and on the handle of his saber as he waited for a response.
Sophie said the most annoying thing a child could possibly say. "Why?" she asked patiently. Fortunately, Avia would be saved from this line of questioning. "Oh wait there's someone at the door." She put the phone down and walked up to the door, then called back towards James, "How do I know you're not the psychotic murderer?" she asked.
"Well played ma'am, but this really is no time for games,plus if i were him I wouldn't knock,I would just set your home on fire." He retorted with an angered seriousness. "Look if you do not come to the door do not bother lookin for me,I will probably be here already examining something i could have very well stopped.." He slid his hand back into his sleeve more at ease now. "But that is up to you." He sighed tired and distraught,this search had already cost him so much more than physical energy.
Avia bit her lip as she was put on hold. What in the world? Psychotic murderer? They got at least three of those a week in Wing City. "Is there one at your door, Sophie? Be careful, try not to pay them any mind. They love attention."
There was a sound of hasty footsteps, then "Get out of the way." Aiya was back, pushing Sophie to the side with one hand (gently) and peering through the peep hole. "Sorry I was... in the shower. Who's there?" Seeing he looked normal she reached up for the latch to open the door, letting the chain keep it somewhat safely locked and peered out. Sophie meanwhile had the phone again and was holding it up. Now that she could be seen, the fact she was a small child could probably be seen past Aiya. "Aiya's out of the shower now. I could give her the phone if you want," she said to Avia helpfully.
"Commander Major General James Raynor ma'am i'am sorry to disturb you but i need only a few moments of your time then i will be on my way." He was slightly relieved that someone answered, he had been traveling nonstop for the past six months. "There is a very dangerous individual on the loose and i believe my troops tracked him to this sector of your planet." James looked exhausted but his body kept going anyway, there was no way in hell he would let this sick convict do to others what he had done to James' family.
"Please do so," Avia told Sophie. "And before you do that, tell her that was an incredibly quick shower and that I'm not sure if she's even clean."
"Um..." Aiya said, eyes dropping down towards his weapon and a concerned frown crossing her features. "Okay, thanks for telling me, I'll keep a look out for them."
"Avia said that fleshies don't get clean that quickly!" Sophie called over their conversation. Aiya cheeks flushed red.
"W-well maybe not for her! I mean, like..." Her cheeks were going redder as she felt herself getting buried in a hole of her own poor choices of conversation.
"Be safe then." Was all James could muster as he walked away slowly feeling somewhat defeated,His original idea to cause a fuss might have been a last resort..how much more of a choice did he have? After getting back into the populous he unslung his shotgun and shouted while firing into the air. "GUI MOTHERFUCKING MONTAG!!! THIS IS YOUR OLD FRIEND JAMES RAYNOR!" His voice and weapon rang out loud and violent. "WE ARE HOT ON YOUR FUCKING TAIL! KEEP RUNNIN IF YOU WANT BUT WE WILL CATCH YOU BEFORE YOU KILL ANYONE ELSE!" James unloaded the final round into the air and reslung his weapon heading slowly towards the center of the main street.once he was there he began to shout again. "I WILL NOT REST UNTILL I FIND YOUUUU!!!" His shouting became screaming, poor James was suffering and all he wanted was to make it stop by catching this madman.
