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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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Avery's Story

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Avery thanked the bartender for the new order of sticks, tapping some information into the nearby touchscreen terminal so that she could pay her tab and add on a hefty tip for the man. She got by well enough with the cash she raked in from her job. Phone psychics got paid per minute, which was both hilarious and a blessing. As she turned her youthful face back to Rowen to continue their conversation, she first was startled by the brightly colored hair. Her features froze for a moment and she snickered softly after noticing that he was also glittery but she turned her head, coughing softly in an attempt to cover her reaction. The vampire was handsome enough he was just... well, eye-catching as well. Like he had been attacked by a brigade of My Little Ponies during a sleepover.

Picking up a mozz stick, she shoved it into her mouth quickly to stop herself from saying anything idiotic, also allowing her brain to process the question that would be least likely to offend him. "So...." she started when she had swallowed her food and though she was unable to keep the twisting smirk off of her lips, she sounded quite normal otherwise. "So we humans have different... flavors?" That certainly sounded odd. She could do magic, somewhat, so did that make her a mage!? If so, she tasted... peppery? Her nose wrinkled at the thought. "What about other species? Like... A minotaur? Or a naga?"

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Avery's eyes widened and she blushed softly, not realizing that she had completely failed to introduce herself. She had treated the poor vampire like a lab rat instead of an actual person, something she was going to have to work on in her field of study. "So sorry. I'm Avery." The raven-tressed girl said, extending her hand towards the vampire with a smile. "And you are?"

She paused for a brief moment, allowing him to give her a name if he so chose before continuing. "Sorry about my reaction too it's just... I've read about sparklepires before but never met one. Well, actually, I've never met any vampire before you so I guess you're sort of twice as interesting as anyone else in this bar." Still hungry, Avery snacked on the mozzarella sticks one at a time during their conversation. Damn they were good.

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"Pleasure to meet you, Rowen." She said, taking another sip of her root beer and partially wishing that one of the dumb robotic servers had been on duty tonight. When the 'bots were running the show she could use her fake ID to score some liquor but with an actual human, she wouldn't get that far. "No, no. I'm sorry for badgering you, honestly. My Supernormal Humanoids class was just... vague and they kind of glossed over vampires in general which I thought was odd because if you look at the stats, Wing City seems to have a hefty amount of vampiric residents. Y'know?"

Her fingertips beat a rhythm against the counter as she studied Rowen once more, trying to come up with any more questions but she couldn't find any that weren't... intrusive in some way. There were so many legends out there about vampires that she didn't want to ask about the wrong one and offend him.

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Avery tilted her head to one side as he murmured something under his breath and his wrist glowed. "Do you do magic too?" She didn't think vampires could do such things but then again, they were probably not studied in depth. In fact, Rowen was probably the most sociable of his kind from what the textbooks had said. "I feel like a kid in elementary school. I kind of want to bring you in for show and tell or something." A quick laugh showed that she was joking.... Well, partially. If he wanted to accompany her to a bio class she would totally be willing but she didn't want the man to feel like a freak or anything.

As he showed his scars she lifted a hand, curving a fingertip beneath his chin and turning his head to each side to inspect his features. "You can barely tell. Did it happen a long time ago?"

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Avery saw a few patrons shuffling their way out the door and she grabbed for her phone, checking the time and wincing slightly. "Ahh. I have to jet. I actually have class tomorrow, if you can believe it. Bright and early." The college student tucked the phone back into her pocket, standing up out of her seat and she allowed herself to laugh at Rowen's comment about all the young blood present in her classes.

"Ah, well if you promise not to drain me dry perhaps I'd let you bite me before we headed into the classroom." Poor, naive Avery probably had no idea what she was offering but with the way it was played up in the most recent movies a vampiric bite didn't seem like a huge deal unless you died from it. Hell, a few novels actually made it seem like a fun experience.... And there wasn't enough literature out there to prove exactly how wrong those novels were. "I'll see you around, Rowen. It was nice talking to you." She gave a quick wave and bounded out of the door, picking up her discarded hoodie on her way out.

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Avery rushed down Main Street from her University in an attempt to beat the after dinner rush at Gambit's. After last night's fiasco where her mozz sticks had been smushed to death by a man pretending to be suave, she decided that it would probably be a good idea to pop in, grab her order and then take it to a nearby table. Perhaps a small, round table that no one could lounge upon like they were frickin' Adonis. Who were these people anyway?

Speeding down the road, she skidded to a stop, noticing several rather intimidating men standing around the entrance to the bar leaning against their skybikes and motorcycles. Leather seemed to be all the rage and so did guns. Many many guns. Fuck that, she wasn't going that way. So she quickly turned into the Side Alley that ran alongside the building, knowing that there was a side entrance that she could slip into from there. It was, in all honesty, rather gross. A dumpster sat against the neighboring skyscraper with its lid half open and a putrid scent wafted up to her nostrils, making her dry heave once even though she was pressed as far against the opposite wall as possible. Ugh, gross. Shattered glass littered the blacktop and there were a few random items that she couldn't even identify. No wonder no one ever used this entrance.

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Avery raised her hand to clutch her mirrored pendant, an almost instinctual reaction that occurred whenever she was caught off guard. "Oh, jesus, it's you. Don't scare me like that." She laughed to the first part of his statement and gestured behind her to Main Street where the primary entrance to Gambit's was located. "Did you SEE the men by the door? No thanks. I'd rather not get shot in the face tonight...." Her laughter faltered, then died completely as he mentioned that she 'owed' him something and his clues helped her hone in on the answer.

"Blood? You actually want my blood?" The last part came out almost as a stutter and she accidentally dropped her phone onto the ground. It wasn't like she was a fan of some Twilight shit or anything. Being nommed on by a sparklepire didn't exactly seem like a good idea. Right?

Her eyes narrowed as she leaned over to pick up her phone, accidentally nicking her fingertip on a shard of glass from a broken beer bottle and she snatched her hand back towards her body, cursing a quite imaginative string of expletives. "I thought you were kidding about that whole thing." What an excuse!

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"Hardly hurts but not that it doesn't hurt at all... Goddamn lovely..." she mumbled, about to wipe her cut finger on her jeans before deciding to be a smart ass. Instead, she held the finger aloft with its tiny cut and beamed a smile at him. "Look! Blood. You're welcome... Don't say I never gave you anything...." she trailed off as she saw the look in his eyes and grumbled once more, another barely masked sentence that sounded like, "Fuck me..."

"Fine fine. Promise not to kill me and I promise not to cut you into little pieces. I can do that by the way. I'm fuckin' scary as hell when I want to be...." She may not have mentioned she was a mage. Did she mention she was a mage? She couldn't recall. Avery had been so intent upon asking him questions about himself last night that she didn't even know if she had told him much of anything. Oh well, vague threats were out of the way now so she tilted her head to one side, feeling oddly awkward at being in such a seemingly intimate position with a vampire she had just met yesterday. Oh good lord, hopefully she didn't turn into one of those Godforsaken fangbangers from that one vamp show... whatever it was called. "What do I get out of this anyway?"

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Avery felt her pulse quicken as he took her fingertip inside of his mouth to lick the blood from that extremity first. Was the reaction stemming from the fact that she was about to become Rowen's dinner or from the way he made the feeding so... Erotic? Perhaps she had read too many stories and novels regarding vampires because she had categorized them into two different types inside of her mind. The sensual vampires of Anne Rice's novels or the monstrous entities depicted by Bram Stoker and since he wasn't exactly being threatening at this moment in time, he fell into the first category.

She flinched noticeably when his fangs pierced her skin, another unintended reaction that faded quickly as the anaesthetic worked its magic and she allowed her head to loll back into his hand. Her eyes fluttered shut since they had nothing to focus on but her hand did raise, palm pressing flat against his side, by his obliques. How much blood did he say he was going to take? she tried to recall, feeling as if this was taking forever and though she desperately wanted to pull away from him she knew enough from biology class to know that you don't rip your skin out of a predator's mouth. Bad idea.

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Avery felt her pulse quicken as he took her fingertip inside of his mouth to lick the blood from that extremity first. Was the reaction stemming from the fact that she was about to become Rowen's dinner or from the way he made the feeding so... Erotic? Perhaps she had read too many stories and novels regarding vampires because she had categorized them into two different types inside of her mind. The sensual vampires of Anne Rice's novels or the monstrous entities depicted by Bram Stoker and since he wasn't exactly being threatening at this moment in time, he fell into the first category.

She flinched noticeably when his fangs pierced her skin, another unintended reaction that faded quickly as the anaesthetic worked its magic and she allowed her head to loll back into his hand. Her eyes fluttered shut since they had nothing to focus on but her hand did raise, palm pressing flat against his side, by his obliques. How much blood did he say he was going to take? she tried to recall, feeling as if this was taking forever and though she desperately wanted to pull away from him she knew enough from biology class to know that you don't rip your skin out of a predator's mouth. Bad idea.

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When Rowen's mouth finally left her skin she blinked her eyes a few times as she tried to refocus her eyes. That had certainly been a funweird experience. She felt light headed and for a brief second the world spun, causing her to lean further back against the wall behind her as her hands flew up, the heels of her hands pressing against her eyelids for a moment as she tried to shake off the utterly enjoyable yet freaky sensations. It definitely had not been as she had expected it to be.

"What in the hell was that?!" She grumbled, wondering if it would be smart to go drink after this. Or maybe eat, perhaps that would be a better idea if she had just lost a bit of blood. Suddenly, a flurry of movement could be seen as she smacked him, almost pathetically lightly. She wasn't really trying to injure him but she felt as if he should've given her a more in depth warning of what to expect. Had he copped a feel? For some reason in the back of her mind, she thought he might have though that may have just been some edge of fantasy working its way into her befuddled brain.

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Avery ran a hand up along the side of her neck to see if she was still bleeding. "Oh yeah... Because getting bitten by you means no other vamps will fuck with me, right?" She rolled her eyes slightly though she had to admit to herself that it wasn't anything like she had imagined. Getting her throat ripped out was her first visualization of the process, actually. Predators were predators, after all.

Still, she felt like she owed him a drink or a cigarette for some reason. Maybe she was simply a bit delusional from the minor blood loss but whatever. This wasn't exactly the weirdest thing that had happened to her in Wing City so far. Weird, definitely, but not the weirdest.

"I think you owe me a show and tell now..." she said, her voice still somewhat gravelly before she cleared her throat, rubbing at her neck once more as she flashed Rowen a look that bordered between a teasing smirk and a scowl. As if she wasn't sure how she felt about being a blood donation center yet. "...But you're welcome."

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Avery decided to chance another visit to Gambit's. It had actually been hard to stay away from the bar and its food but after her last venture, she had trouble deciding whether or not she wanted to come back. In the end though, she had deemed herself to have overreacted. It's not like the sparklepire had threatened her or harmed her in any way, right? As if recalling the scene from her last trip here, she rubbed her hand up over the side of her neck as she pushed through the front door.

As luck would have it, the sparklepire sat right at the bar in his neon-tressed glory.

Chuckling to herself, the mage wasn't one to walk on eggshells or cower about so she walked right up to the bar and slid into the seat beside Rowen with a smirk. "Long time no see," she quipped, tapping in an order for her usual rootbeer and fried cheesesticks. It was a pity that the bar didn't serve anyone underage, she could really go for something a lot stronger right now. Plucking the earbuds from her ears, she tucked the cord back into her pocket and folded her arms along the countertop as she awaited her order.

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Noting his overly affectionate reaction to her, Avery peered into Rowen's eyes then let out a soft bout of laughter. He was high as hell, lovely. At least that meant he would be less threatening and more maleable than he had been during their last encounter. "I think you've had enough blood..." Indeed, it seemed like he had his fill. The government issued blood was spiked so it was easy to tell how much of the stuff he had consumed.

"Besides, what do I look like? A vending machine?" The urge to rub her hand over her neck surfaced once more but she ignored it as the robotic server plunked her rootbeer down in front of her. Avery picked it up and sipped at the straw, casting glances at both Parson and Isiah, who also seemed to have Rowen's attention at the moment.

"Vampires everywhere..." she murmured, more to herself than anyone else.

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Avery rolled her eyes at his compliment though the smile stayed upon her lips as she took another sip of her fizzy beverage. "Thanks... I think." Her eyes slipped passed Rowen to take a quick glance at Parson and she arched a brow. Never before in her life had she seen a child vampire. Though honestly that wasn't quite surprising considering that she had only met Rowen a couple of weeks ago and he had been the first vampire she had ever encountered outside of her textbooks.

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Avery made her way down the trail that led through a rather ominous look patch of forest. The trees towered overhead, blocking out most of the moonlight and the sounds of nocturnal nature surrounded her. She had just come from a hidden glen where she spent a lot of time studying animals in their natural habitat for one of her Bio classes and had ended up losing track of time. So here she was. It was late, dark, kind of creepy and utterly spooky.

Oh joy.

She pulled her zip-up hoodie more tightly around her petite frame to keep out the chilly air and picked up her pace a bit.

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Avery paused and tilted her head. She could have sworn she heard something.... There it was again. It sounded almost like someone laughing, giggling. Her eyes narrowed, searching deeper into the forest around the trail to see if she could spot anyone between the trees.

It wasn't until Nathan stepped out onto the trail itself that Avery saw any clearly defined person and immediately she was on edge. Lifting her right hand so that her palm faced the sky, she summoned a small bevy of mirror shards from the air itself and they twirled restlessly above her outstretched hand in a small whirlwind.

"Yes," she replied to the figure when he called out down the trail, asking if anyone was there. "Friend or foe?" she tossed out a question of her own.

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Avery arched a brow at the man's reply but didn't dispel her mirror shards just yet. Her magic was her only weapon and she didn't trust anyone. Especially not out on an empty trail in a quiet forest far from anywhere populated. Still, it wasn't like she was trying to be rude, just cautious. So she replied, "I'm out and about because I lost track of time while I was doing a project for Bio. Can't exactly find nature in central Wing City, hmmm?"

She started off as she continued to walk towards the voice, his figure becoming more detailed as she got closer. He looked unarmed but that didn't mean anything. Good warriors hid their weapons and magic users didn't need to hide anything at all. "My name's Avery and I won't shoot you or stab you unless you give me reason to do so." A light chuckle escaped her lips and she flexed her fingers, drawing the mirrored shards down closer to her palm so he wouldn't see them so easily.

"Now, the same question in reverse. What are you doing out here so late? It isn't exactly a popular hang out spot."

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Avery smirked. Working at a psychic hotline to foot her college tuition bill had allowed her keen insight on the vocal changes a person usually made when they were omitting facts. She usually found out exactly what they were hiding during the course of the conversation through divination but it was too dark and too obvious if she were to draw out one of her mirrors here to scry the truth.

Still, he didn't attack her from the woods which he could have done earlier. Take her by surprise if he really was just some sort of deranged killer. So for now, she would instill what little bit of trust she had with him. "And that suspicious activity... Was that the source of the laughter that I heard?"

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"Demons? Are you an angel, then?" That was the confrontational pairing in stories that she was used to hearing about, Angels versus demons, good versus evil, God versus Lucifer. Never in her life had she ever heard of a mortal fighting demons but then again, she didn't get out much.

His last comment made her grin and she dropped her hand, allowing the mirror shards to dissipate as she reached up to tug at the strap to her backpack since it was digging in to her shoulder. "Well it's a good thing you don't regulate here-ness or I would be in trouble, hm?"

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The sound of squealing wheels sounded in the distance then grew closer and closer until it was followed by a harsh braking sound and the smell of burning rubber. A black van could be seen at the northern most edge of the gardens and the sliding door opened before a figure was unceremoniously dumped out of it before the door closed once more and the van began moving once more. No license plate was on the back of the vehicle and the three men that had been inside of it were masked with no identifying features visible.

Yet, the figure that they had left behind seemed quite different. A young girl, perhaps in her early twenties wearing a tank top and a pair of yoga pants. Her feet were bare, even as she curled her body up into a fetal position in the grass lining the edges of the sidewalk that led into the Gardens. A few minutes passed of relative silence. Perhaps the girl was either harmed or unconscious but then suddenly, her entire body jerked and she cried out in pain.

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The girl, also known as Avery though it would be quite a bit before she would share such information, blinked rapidly until her gaze landed on the man now hovering near her. Her eyes widened and she looked terrified, her mouth opening to scream but the movement apparently aggravated whatever mysterious injuries she had and the scream was lost to a loud whimpering sound.

A close examination of the woman would show that starting in the center of her chest between her clavicles, was a row of staples that journeyed down her midsection and disappeared beneath her tanktop. Also, on her inner arms there were small bruises, as if someone had drawn blood or she had been injected with something.

The man looked worried though and not stoic and silent like the ones that had just deposited her on the side of the road but she could barely speak. "I-i-it... Hurts." She managed, squeezing her eyes shut.

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His scans would access records which weren't really helpful. The needle marks belonged to a company which provided materials for a variety of organizations: hospitals, hospice, scientific laboratories, etc. The staples, if scanned, would bring back the same information. Usually used in hospitals and other health organizations to suture closed surgeries accessing the thoracic and abdominal cavities. On the positive side, at least the areas surrounding the wounds looked free from infection. They weren't red or swollen which were two key signs of infection, once more indicating a hospital or medical facility of some sort.

Yet, what sort of 'medical facility' would dump a girl out of the side of a van onto the street?

"No!" she said loudly, her first truly clear word and though she didn't seem to want to sit up, she placed one palm upon the ground and pushed, moving her upper body off of the ground though the wince on her face and the catching of her breath indicated that this too, was painful.

"No... No hospital.. They might be there." Her slender, pale face seemed panicked and her eyes sought the strangers face.

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Two government listings would pop up for the girl. A driver's license and a student ID for Wing City University, both would state her name as Avery Richardson, age 19 with a residence on the outskirts of town. If access to police records were linked, he would also see a missing persons report filed by her parents a mere three days ago.

The raven-haired girl shook her head and cringed once more. Every movement seemed to shift the staples holding her skin together and only after she took a few shallow breaths did she seem to be able to answer. "Don't know..." She started, her eyes still flicking wildly from side to side as if she were expecting an ambush. "Left campus, called a taxi... Last thing I remember..." Her eyes shut then as if she were trying to recall details but she shook her head again before reopening her eyes once more. "Can't remember. There was a... It was white and sterile. They wore masks. They gave me medicine and said I had been hurt. Asked about my magic."

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With his assistance, Avery stood and her hand clenched against the front of her tank top as if trying to literally hold herself together. "Wh-who are you? Why are you helping me?" She managed, her breath coming in shallow bursts since deeper breaths seemed to disturb the line of staples and she was trying to move as little as possible. A few tentative steps were taken in the general direction of her house but she winced again, her legs almost collapsing beneath her as the pain grew more intense.