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Avery

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Celedia

Description

Name: Avery

Age: 19

Species: Human? :D

Occupation: Works for a psychic hotline. No joke.

Appearance: Avery probably isn't what you would imagine when someone says the word "Psychic Hotline". Miss Cleo and perhaps any other old batty lady with crazy hair and a crystal ball would be envisioned but Avery is quite the opposite. Youthful and slender with pitch black hair and dove grey eyes, she stands at about 5'3" tall and is quiet but mostly friendly.


Skill/Powers:

Mirror Walking: The ability to teleport from one mirror to another unless it is specifically warded against magic. Counts for any size mirror though not broken mirrors.
Dancing Mirrors: A cloud of miniscule mirrors float and encircle the target, effectively blinding/disorienting them.
Mirror Scrying: A physical image that is reflected onto the mirror's surface for all to see. The scrying point is produced at a defined position (Example- somewhere the caster has visited and can visualize). Can be dispelled.
Divination/Retrocognition: This usually works better when Avery has something belonging to the target (piece of hair, etc) but it can be done if she has spoken to or visited with the person. Depending on the connection felt with the intended target, she can try to delve into the person's past or acknowledge their present predicament. So far she's had no luck with the future.
Reflective Healing: The caster stands in front of the mirror and magically transfers all of their injuries onto their projected image. If the mirror image takes too much damage it can shatter.
Shard Spray: This spell creates a plethora of razor-edged mirror shards which orbit the target, slashing at them until they are either dispelled or the spell expires.


History:

Using her unique branch of divination (Mirror Magick!) she can usually catch a large enough glimpse of the persons past or present life to give her the material needed to construct her 'reading'. She's using the cash from her Psychic Hotline gig to fund her college experience and she's currently enrolled at WCU (Wing City University), studying Biology. She has a unique affinity for all animals and in her apartment she currently houses two dogs, a black cat, a hedgehog and a Barn Owl.


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Dressed quite casually in a fitted black tee and a pair of worn jeans, Avery looked every bit the typical college student. Dangling around her neck was a small mirrored pendant, perhaps 2 inches square but other than that she had no other jewelry or notable features. Her tattoo was covered by her clothing and she had no piercings to speak of so just from looks alone she seemed quite out of place among these intriguing people. Her entrance was mundane since she neither slammed the door open viciously or walked in with some exotic swing to her hips and as she made her way to the counter, she smiled at those that made eye contact and waved to a few people that she knew. As she eyed the holomenu, she flipped through a few choices, gnawing at her lower lip as she tried to make a decision. "Hmmm... Bar food. Mozzerella sticks?" Her head tilted to the side as she selected the appetizer and tapped in an order for a beer as well, whatever was cheap.

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Avery heard a sizzling sound to her left and turned her head in time to see a woman shaking her head as a puff of steam billowed from her skin. Intrigued, Avery tilted her head a bit to one side and made a wild guess. Either demon or some sort of fire power, so she chose fire power. "There's a hose in the back they use to wash dishes. Want me to go grab it for you?" She grinned pleasantly enough, looking away only as the bartender brought her order so she could thank the 'bot before taking a sip of her beer.

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Avery laughed at the other woman's statement. "In a good way? I don't see how getting set on fire could be seen as 'good' at all." A grin formed on her lips as she picked up a mozzarella stick, dipping it into the marinara and then taking a bite. Her eyes rose heavenward as she practically purred in delight. She was so hungry that she could've eaten just about anything so she was thankful that this was actually satisfactory food.

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Though she looked like a normal human girl, Avery knew about magic and the like from having grown up in Wing City and having a bit of magic herself. Though elemental magic seemed far cooler than anything she could do. So as Odgerel explained her powers, Avery's eyes lit with interest and she popped the other half of her cheesestick into her mouth. "But water doesn't harm you?" In her classes, elemental classes were always set on the basis that every element had a complementary power. Fire/Water, Earth/Wind, even Umbrakinesis/Photokinesis. Picking up her pint, she down about half of it in a single swig and then set the glass back down rather loudly, wincing as she did so.

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Avery took another bite of a mozzarella stick as she watched the woman talk and the corner of her lip quirked upwards at her statement. Just hit her with a few thousand volts of electricity? Wouldn't that kill most people? Another bite, another swig of beer and then she was asked a question so she swallowed quickly and wrinkled her nose. "Ah.. You don't even want to know. Nothing as impressive as electricity and flames and such." Though her magic was useful, it wasn't flashy and most people could defend against what few offensive attacks she had so her method for dealing with attacks was to... run away. Super brave! "Mirror magic, if ya wanna know the truth." A soft blush colored her pale cheeks as she reached for her beer again, downing the last of it and frowning at her now empty glass.

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As Odgerel was sobering up, Avery was getting tipsier. Was tipsier a word? She tilted her head a bit, thinking it through for a moment until she decided that it was, in fact, a word before zoning back into the conversation. "Ahh. Stuff." How wonderfully detailed she was! Oh my, let's start that over again. Gesturing to the robotic server, she pointed to her empty glass, signaling that she wanted a refill before turning back to the woman beside her. "A little bit of everything. Scrying. Teleporation. Most stuff I need an actual mirror for, hence...." She lifted the pendant around her neck with a wry smile and shrugged before letting it fall back against her chest once more. "There are very few things I can do without one. I can create shards to attack people but that's about it."

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Avery laughed, feeling a bit better about her magic. Though, logically, she countered the argument as well as she was able. "Ahh, yeah but in a place like this?" She looked around the bar and though it wasn't the normal rough-and-tumble crowd, there had obviously been many fights in the room before. "Not so much on the offensive... Or even defensive, really. I'd get my ass kicked." Another grin split her face as she looked at Odgerel with a shrug. "To teleport I have to have at least a reasonably sized mirror. Not, like, 5 feet tall but at least big enough to get my head through. The shard thing most people seem to deflect and my scrying doesn't mean anything when someone has a sword. Or gun. Or... electrical powers and such."

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Avery blinked her dove grey eyes at the introduction and stared at Odgerel for a moment before extending her hand for a shake. "Avery," she said and one of the bots came by, setting down a new beer in front of her. "And I actually have a job. Job and college so my schedule is pretty full." Laughing, she realized she was answering the poor woman's questions backwards. "And as long as I know a mirror is there, I can travel. It's hard to describe. Basically, I walk into a mirror and I enter this... dimension or plane. Usually it's a blank slate. A completely white room with a two mirrors hanging on opposing walls. To and From. I've heard some Mirror Walkers end up on more of a corridor with multiple mirrors though so they would be able to go anywhere, it seemed."

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Avery conceded that it had its uses but reminded the woman of the limitations. "Yeah but still, I have to know the placement of the mirror. I can't just, like, see a mirror in a magazine and transport to wherever that mirror is. I need to know a bit more information. Like I said, it's hard to explain. It does make travelling easier between two established points, though." Picking up the new beer, she swallowed down another third before looking down at her mozzarella sticks. She still had 4 left and she wasn't that hungry anymore so she gestured to the basket of food and arched a brow at Odgerel. "Want some?"

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If her cheeks hadn't already been flushed from her short trip to being blissfully tipsy, Avery would have blushed at the question concerning her employment. People never had respect for her line of work. Either that or they were creepily addicted to whatever she had to say, either or. "Ahhhh..." she started quite eloquently and took another swig of beer to wet her throat, picking at a cheese stick as if it was the most interesting thing in the room. "Iworkforapsychichotline." She cleared her throat after that jumbled mess of a sentence and then turned to Ogderel with wide eyes. "And I go to college. I'm majoring in Bio." That part she wasn't as embarassed about.

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Her head was swimmy and she was pretty sure she would die from embarassment now that she saw Odgerel's expression trying to remain neutral. So she laid her head down onto the counter, crossing her arms beneath her face so that she wouldn't smack it into the bar as she mumbled her reply. "Yes, a psychic hotline. It actually pays really well. Do you know how much crazy people will pay for that sort of thing?" If her head had been raised, she would have shook it in disbelief. "It more than pays for college and sadly, it's still around. A lot of people asking about love, sadly enough. When will I meet my future husband? How many kids will I have? Avery snorted derisively as she mocked her own clients. This... This is part of the reason why she drank. People were flipping crazy.

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Avery lifted her head as her curiosity was piqued and she studied Odgerel for another moment. The woman was beautiful and now that Avery inspected her, she saw the choker and wrist bands with rings attached to them. Bondage gear? Her eyes widened slightly as she wondered what else the woman did in her life though she tried to brush it aside by thinking that maybe it was just her form of dress. "What sort of requests have you received?" She sat up a bit straighter now, wrapping her hand around her beer and waiting for the other woman to reply before taking another drink. At 5'3", she was quite the lightweight and knew this would be her last drink of the evening if she had any hopes of making it home.

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Avery grinned the entire time Odgerel related her story and she could practically envision the fools that she had taken out on the expedition. People were much less fearful here in Wing City, it seemed, since there was such a strong medical presence. Magical healing, technologically advanced healing. Whatever someone needed fixed could be fixed in an instant and sometimes even death could be tricked. Avery's eyes fluttered sleepily as she alcohol began to take its toll on her and combined with the extremely long day she had, she was beginning to fall asleep. A soft yawn escaped her lips before she could do much about it and she flashed a smile at her newfound friend as she pushed herself off of the barstool. "That sounds crazy. If you're ever in the bar again, I think I'd like to hear more of your stories."

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Avery nodded and gave a brief wave, a sleepy smile stretched across her lips as she said her goodbyes. "It's a deal then. I might even let you share more of my mozz sticks next time." Another laugh sprung out of seemingly nowhere, a sign that she was a bit blitzed and she waved again before heading out of the door.

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With her earbuds blaring some catchy song, Avery touched the iPhone in her pocket as if just making sure it was still there. The way that many men tap their back pocket to make sure their wallet is still in place. Popping through the door, her gaze scanned the rather light crowd quickly before she wandered to the bar to plop herself onto one of the many stools lining the counter. She was dressed rather comfortably in a fitted black pocket tee and a pair of well worn jeans, the typical college student attire and she seemed to be humming along with whatever tune was flowing through her headphones.

She paused her humming long enough to peruse the selections on the holomenu before tapping in an order for a caesar salad and coke. Her eyes wandered after that, since she hadn't brought any textbooks with her to read during her lunch break, until they fell upon a rather impeccably dressed man clutching a photo of a hot blonde. Curiousity shone in her eyes but with the look that the man was giving the photo, she decided it would be best not to ask. He looked pissed.

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Avery saw the man's lips move and she reached up, pulling at the cord to pop out her earbud so she could at least hear half of his sentence. "....unapproachable. I'm just a tad pre-occupied. I shouldn't bring my work to where I play anyhow." She smiled in response, waving a hand vaguely in the air as if unaffected by his previously angry glare. "No worries. Some people don't come to bars to chat and with the hostile people we get in here...." She trailed off, glancing around at some of the other patrons that were armed to the teeth before returning her gaze to Finch with a knowing smirk, "I've learned that sometimes it's easier to keep to myself."

The bot delivered her own food, placing the glass of coke to the upper right of her plate. "What do you do for work? Do you work with models?" She hoped the question wasn't too intrusive but he had related the photo to work and the woman was quite a looker. Perhaps he was a talent scout or something... she thought as she sipped at her soda.

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Even though the man couldn't tell her anything about the woman, she still wanted to venture a few guesses. Instead, she tried her hardest to be respectful all while she toyed with the square mirror pendant dangling around her neck. "You work for the po-po?" Another grin slid across her lips with a tinge of incredulity flashing through her eyes. "You don't look the type." Though he had said he was a 'special' Investigator and the cops had his balls in a vice. Those small, seemingly innocuous admissions made her wonder what exactly he did as an investigator. She had heard of elite hackers being drafted to work cyber security instead of being sent to jail. Maybe it was one of those types of deals.

"Ah, pleasure to meet you, Nethaniel Finch. I am Avery." She left out her last name on purpose. As he said, there were all sorts of creeps that floated around Gambits and though the man was charming, he could just as easily be one of them. A part of her wanted to use her pendant to see if she could catch a glimpse of what the man was all about but then she wouldn't have any tricks hidden up her sleeves, would she? Instead, she'd use the old-fashioned route of information extraction- Conversation.

"So what can you tell me about yourself that doesn't relate to your job? Since that is an untouchable topic." She laughed briefly then picked up her fork, finally diving into her salad.

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He can't be too crazy if he has a wife and a kid, right? Pity, though.... she thought and her demeanor changed slightly. The conversation had now changed from slightly flirtatious to simply friendly, she wasn't a homewrecker. "Ah, you wouldn't believe me if I told you..." she laughed, pushing at her salad with her fork as she looked down, shaking her head. "Everyone either laughs or thinks I am absolutely bullshitting so I'll start with the believable part first. College student, biology. Love animals, have a half a dozen at home in fact."

Laying the fork down, she picked up her coke again for a quick sip, her grey eyes widening at Nethaniel before she got to the next part. "The part no one believes is that I work for a Psychic Hotline." Looking away to hide her blush, she covered the awkwardness with laughter before chancing a look back at the man. "I'm not quite psychic, mind you. I can't peer into your head or anything but... I'm legit. I'll say that much." Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. The mirrors showed her whatever they wanted to show her and thankfully, they usually showed her enough to make her believable and sometimes even effective!

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Avery listed the animals that she had in her collection, "Two pups, a jack russell and a golden retriever- Scout and Casey. A black cat which is creatively named Black Kitty, a Hedgehog named Spike, once again totally original, I know." She laughed, tapping her thumb as she named her fifth animal for him, "And a barn owl, Murphy." Usually people gave her one of those 'Wtf?' looks when she started going through her pets though her menagerie wasn't quite as extensive as she'd like. Too many limitations imposed by her landlord at the moment for anything more and in fact, Murphy wasn't exactly allowed but she had managed to keep him a secret despite his noisiness. He had been a rescue and she hadn't found anyone else to take him in at first and then when she finally did find a rescue center that would accept him, she couldn't give him up.

Nethaniel switched topics rather fluently, testing her 'pathic abilities and she winced. If she had any chance of proving herself then she would need her mirror to aid her. So she picked it up loosely, as if toying with it again, allowing her gaze to drop to the 1-inch square mirror for a brief moment where she saw a scrolled letter 'R' on its surface. Odd. The man said number, right? She squinted at Finch with a confused look then tilted her head to once side as she continued to fidget with her pendant. "R?" she asked before calling him out on his own abilities, "So you're... what? A telepath?" She hadn't ever met anyone with psychic abilities before. Mostly she seemed to befriend those with elemental magic.

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Avery felt her face contort as Nethaniel spoke and her internal creeper alarm started blaring in the back of her mind as she strung together the facts. Psychic impressions....ingestion.....people too.... Her eyes flickered up to meet his gaze as she managed to utter, "You ingest people?!" Oh, that was great. Just peachy. A family man that worked for the cops and just happened to be some sort of cannibal as well. What.the.fuck. The tension in her body was now quite evident but she had to applaud herself on the fact that she didn't either slide her chair away from him or bolt out of the bar all together. Instead, she stayed in place though she was obviously uncomfortable now and tried to finish off her meal.

"How did you even find out that it worked on people?" she caught herself from saying What kind of monster are you? and instead just allowed herself to trail off, awaiting his answer. Why was it that she always seemed to meet the weird ones? At least they were in a public place.... That was practically empty. Goddammit.

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"Ah you have way more faith in the PD than I do, Nethaniel. I'd expect them to perhaps put a bullet into your head after the fact but only if you were no longer of use to them. I know the way this town works." She didn't even want to know how his ability helped the police anyway. Did he kiss/lick/bite people instead of interrogate them? That seemed a little too odd for her to accept and though she was curious there was no way in hell she was going to ask. This was full-throttle Twilight Zone type stuff and she wasn't really willing to accept such a power existed. In fact, she wondered how he stood having it. Eating must be awful. She was a pescatarian by choice due to her love of animals but she wasn't vegan. She couldn't imagine drinking milk and thinking of cows or eating someone containing egg and thinking of the chicken.

So, her eyes flashed up to the clock on the wall and she was almost thankful that it was time for her to head into work. The crazies, as she liked to call her clients, tended to call in during the evening hours and she was pulling a 5 hour shift that would most likely include a bunch of regulars instead of anyone new and exciting. "This is either great or horrible timing but I have to run. Work beckons. It was...." what? Nice to meet him? Creepy? Disconcerting? She decided to stick to something semi-friendly. No reason to get on his bad side, right? "A pleasure to meet you, Nethaniel. Enjoy your meal." She gathered her things and paid her tab, allowing a brief span of time to pass so that he wouldn't think that she was rushing off and she flashed an uneasy smile at him before exiting Gambit's.

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Avery made a nondramatic entrance. She was only a college student, of course, not some big time superhero or preeminent warrior that would splinter the front door with a kick or anything. In fact, she was pretty much in her own little world, dancing around to whatever Pop 40 tune was blasting through her earbuds as she made her way to one of the booths lining the walls of the establishment, punching in an order for something nonalcoholic since she wasn't exactly of age and there was a human bartender on duty... One that would most likely check her ID. Hmm, a nice rootbeer would do. Oh, and an order of the mozzarella sticks. They were to die for the first time she came rambling into the bar.

So, she punched in her order, slipping out of her hoodie which she wore everywhere that she went and adjusting the straps to her tanktop before kicking her feet up onto the seat opposite her own. Tonight was all about relaxing...

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Avery was obviously the soul party-goer dancing to the beat blaring in her ears. Not that she seemed like she cared, though. If anyone sat close enough, they could hear the song she was singing to herself and she occasionally broke into what looked like a fit of dancing before she would catch herself and quiet back down again while she waited for the server to drop off her order. Finally, as if on cue, the bartender brought her order over and she saw his mouth move, causing her to tug at the cord so that one of the earbuds popped out of her ear so that she could hear him. Unfortunately, by the time she had done so he was finished speaking so she just flashed him a smile and saluted him. "Thanks, Cap'n." She replied before lifting her mug, taking a hearty swig before setting her drink down once more.

Two men had sat near her, Usama was a table over from her and Rowensettled himself onto a barstool to her right. Interesting.... The man to her right had mumbled something that she didn't quite understand and the bartender had disappeared from sight. Perhaps he was a part of a secret cult?! Her grey eyes narrowed as she continued to watch, a new tune now blaring in only her left ear as she had forgotten to remove both headphones so far.

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Unable to stop her reaction, Avery wrinkled her nose as she saw that Rowen's beverage was actually blood in a cup. Ugh. She was a pescatarian, an off shoot of vegetarianism that ate things like eggs and butter but no meat so the thought of drinking straight up blood disgusted her. The girl wasn't even put off by the fact that he was a vampire, just the sight of him quaffing blood made her stomach turn a bit since she couldn't even imagine eaten more human dishes like blood sausage without gagging.

Still, if his words to the bartender were proof enough, he seemed to be polite. He was also the first vampire that she had seen up close and personal. Sure, in her biology class the University had now extended the curriculum to include non, extra and super human species so they learned about the vampiric disease and its effects on the body. But seeing one in person? It was like seeing a dragon in person for the first time. It was all fairy tales and legends until you had proof that they existed.

One fact had always been unclear in the textbooks though so she thought. Who better to ask than a real live vamp? Tugging the earbuds from her ears, she then reached into her pocket to turn her iPhone off so she could converse with Rowen. "Can you still taste real food?"

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Avery arched a brow at Ser Minos as he shimmered onto the table before her and she had an incredulous look on her face. A look that turned almost instantly to one of near-heartbreak. "I think you just crushed my mozzarella sticks..." she pouted before Rowen answered her, stealing her attention. "Eww..." she mumbled again though she looked slightly fascinated. This bar was like the Discovery channel. She had run into three species that she had never seen previously and only read about in her bio books.

"That would ruin it for me. Egh, blood sorbet" She made a fake gagging noise to show her displeasure, how classy! Picking up her mug of rootbeer, she mourned the death of her mozz sticks and as she changed seats she asked the bartender for another order before sliding into a seat on the other side of Rowen. "Does blood have any sort of taste for you then? I noticed you sniff at your glass before sipping it." Her curiosity was probably going to lead her into trouble, it usually did.