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//Avius has no tattoos unfortunately

//however for what he wears for fancy occasions, suits of brown, black or white with no tie and a few buttons undone that he was too lazy to do up

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Sorry if thats not much!

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Character Appearance Meme:

A faceclaim only goes so far, and even then sometimes their accuracy next to the vision in your head is only so-so. Send a symbol for a clearer picture!

☼ How does your character usually dress in daily life?

♔ How does your character usually dress for a fancy event?

✍ How does your character usually dress when going to work/school?

✂ How does your character usually style their hair?

♔ What (if any) jewelry does your character usually wear?

∇ What (if any) make-up does your character usually wear in daily life?

▼ What (if any) make-up does your character usually wear for fancy events?

👠 What kind of shoes does your character usually wear in daily life?

👓 What kind of mobility or assistive devices (if any) does your character use in daily life? (Glasses, canes, hearing aides, wheelchairs, etc.)

✗ What (if any) scars does your character have?

♠ What (if any) tattoos does your character have?

☾ What (if any) birthmarks does your character have?

Ұ How short/tall is your character compared to their peers?

■ How thin/heavy is your character compared to their peers?

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🌺 “I WANT TO KNOW…” Prompts

A collection of random “I want to know…” sentences.

For Multimuses: Please Specify Muse(s)

“I want to know more about you.” 

“I want to know where you’re from.”

“I want to know what you do.”

“I want to know what you like.”

“I want to know what your hobbies are.”

“I want to know who your family is.”

“I want to know who your friends are.”

“I want to know what makes you happy.”

“I want to know what makes you sad.”

“I want to know what makes you angry.”

“I want to know why you’re hurt.”

“I want to know who hurt you.”

“I want to know why you’re scared.”

“I want to know what love is to you.”

“I want to know who you loved.”

“I want to know who you hated.”

“I want to know why you run away.”

“I want to know why you stayed.”

“I want to know why you left me.”

“I want to know why you care.”

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The bubbling of a kettle on an old wood stove. The crackling of the fire. The feint chill of the morning. A frost over the fields and trees. Birds awaken and sing harmonious greetings to the sun.

It had been a while since Maga had left, town life had become impossible. So now Avius had taken to life in a self made cottage. Living off the land like he did when he was a kid.

It wasn't just because of Maga that he decided to leave town. The fear of hurting someone, if the Black were to return, it drove him away. He had not spoken to Skrael in a very long time as well. Not since they won over the monster.

The kettle calls to Avius, howling. He jumps, his mind had been drifting into a far off land. After throwing together a warm coffee and wrapping himself up in scarves and coats, Avius sits outside, looking at the garden and frost.

A bitter-sweet smile sitting daintily on his lips.

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Snow.

Cold. Pale. Unforgiving.

Beautiful. Rare. Pure.

Powerful yet gentle.

The snow had come in after all had been said and done. Perhaps the heat of the war, or something else, more heartbreaking.

However, regardless of why, a young man, with tired eyes and a woollen lined coat, sat quietly in it all. Knees wet and almost frozen from the cold. He had been there since the snow first started falling. He had not moved. He had not spoken. Most people ignored his presence, there was so much recovery to do, they didn't care.

Though, what they couldn't see, passing by with nothing more than a simple glance, is the tears frozen on his face. Eyes dry and blank, staring at the earth below.

In all its beauty. In all its grace. Seeing snow never hurt so much. It felt stupid. He could make himself warm with a mere thought.

But he cried.

He didn't want to.

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*Slams hands down on table*

NEXT PERSON TO SAY MAGA HAS A DUMP TRUCK IS GETTING KICKED IN THE SHIN!!!

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Skrael felt a pale flush cross his features. “…Ah, that is correct. We did– I did say that. Forgive me, I– I do not wish for you to ever feel as though I do not… want this. That is all I wished to say…”

He paused, and then added, “And, likewise, I do not wish for you to ever feel as though you are obligated to– to do this. If ever you need to pull away, all you must do is ask.”

“Because, if I am as you have said, then you are the exhale before that breath, the thing which makes the next one worth taking. And I would never dare stifle that.”

“It’s not obligation. I may still be young but I’m not stupid. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be dear Skrael.” Avius lifts his free hand and kisses his thumb on the close-fisted hand. As he pulls away a flower grows in his place. He now holds a blue tipped white rose. He holds it to Skrael, smiling.

Of the people Skrael had been expecting, the wizard standing in front of him had been... a hope he’d chastised himself for. An option he hadn’t thought he was allowed to pursue... yet, it was-- and he is--

Skrael’s chest swoops with something bright and pleased. His voice is airy and light as he takes a single step forward, almost convinced that this is still somehow an illusion, something too good to be real. “Avius, I-- it has been so long...” 

He reaches one hand out, and it is quivering, but he cannot bring himself to care. “It is--” his voice turns serious, and he retracts his hand, suddenly, recalling the events of their last meeting. “It is... you... is it not?” He does not feel he needs to specify what he means. 

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Avius' face went blank.

"I was teasing you Skrael. I know why you hesitated. You had told me last we met that you were unsure. I am not going to rush you."

"You are an important part of the flow of our world. The breath that guides the wind and snow. I have not forgotten."

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“So very awkward.” He held his hand gently. He had honestly missed the cold bite, it was comforting. He could tell his hands had been warmed though. “After all you hesitated to grab my hand didn’t you.” His voice was soft.

He hadn’t expected to be back so soon, he had to admit, but he was glad he decided to. It was strange to disappear for so long after their confrontation but he had to learn more about The Black. It was dangerous. It was on the loose somewhere but he was just glad it wasn’t with him anymore.

Skrael opened his mouth to shoot back a tease, but froze when he heard Avius’s next statement. 

He swallowed, and gave the wizard’s hand a light squeeze, hoping to reassure him. “I– yes… I did. But if I may put to rest any fears over what that meant– you see, I–… well, my… concerns about, ah, what is–” he bit his lip, cutting himself off before he stumbled over his words any further.

…Maybe Avius had a point, after all.

After taking a deep breath, though, Skrael tried again. “There is nothing that you could do that would make me hesitate to… try this. My worries do not lie in anything you have done, or anything you are. If I hesitate, now, it is because this is…” he tried to ignore the way his tone was turning frustrated. “It is because this is unfamiliar to me. It is new and– that is a good thing; it is a good ‘new’. I am simply…” He sighed quietly.

“I am a member of The Arcane Order. Whether or not you know what that means does not so much matter as much as, my membership there translates to a duty, a sacred one, which I cannot give up, and– and do not wish to.

“If I hesitate, Avius, it is not for one moment because of anything we have been through together– in fact, that is what makes me,” He held up their still-clasped hands, “Hold on. To you. To us.

“Any hesitation now comes from the fact that I am still trying to puzzle out how to handle us, while also reconciling with… the things I have done. The things I need to do. The things I cannot give up or abandon.

“If… this is a trouble, somehow, or– or a problem, then…” He pursed his lips, taking another deep breath, “We will have to discuss it. But if it is not, then, may I simply ask for patience? I want this, Avius, I do. I am simply–” He frowned. “I am simply–” He could not think of how to express what he wanted to say. The North Wind was not supposed to be afraid of what it meant to hold someone’s hand. The North Wind was not supposed to shy from difficult situations. The North Wind was not supposed to be a coward.

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"So very awkward." He held his hand gently. He had honestly missed the cold bite, it was comforting. He could tell his hands had been warmed though. "After all you hesitated to grab my hand didn't you." His voice was soft.

He hadn't expected to be back so soon, he had to admit, but he was glad he decided to. It was strange to disappear for so long after their confrontation but he had to learn more about The Black. It was dangerous. It was on the loose somewhere but he was just glad it wasn't with him anymore.

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Avius held out his palm, as if asking for his hand. “And I you. I know things are not the same as when I left but I’m glad you are the same. Still awkward too.” He gives a light chuckle before giving a loving smile. “Dear Skrael.”

Skrael stared at Avius’s hand for the tick of a few long seconds, feeling something curl in his throat, something nervous and unsure. 

But, oh, when his name was spoken like that– 

Eyes wide, caught off-guard, Skrael gently placed his hand into Avius’s, holding it carefully, trying to make the temperature on his skin something more bearable for a human wizard. 

He smiled back for a beat, as the world seemed a little less horrible once their hands had slotted into place, until– 

He gave an overdramatic huff. “I am not awkward.” 

His brow furrowed.

“…Am I?” 

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Skrael’s exhale was relieved, as the tension in his shoulders faded some. But only just– he was still in uncharted territory. With the absence of his… whatever Avius was to him, he’d had nothing to focus on but the impending battle at hand; the coming fight to save the world’s balance. Conflicted though he felt, he wasn’t sure he could outright abandon the work he’d been doing for as long as the earth was old. Even if the seals plan did not come to fruition, he still had a duty, one that he could not deny or stray from– the world needed The Order.

He tried to shove these thoughts back, however, turning a small smile to Avius instead, as he stepped closer, closing some of the distance between them– not all the way, as he was still uncertain of himself, uncertain of how to proceed– but just enough to bring him into a familiar radius. A test, almost. He’d never been in this type of position before… it would be wise, he thought, to handle it with caution. “Do not apologize, my–” he stopped himself before he could blurt an endearment, clearing his throat, instead, “Ah, Avius. You have nothing to be sorry for. I am only glad to see that you are well.” He tried not to preen at the mention that he was the first that Avius had visited– it would be unbecoming. Even still, something warm was spreading in his chest, threatening to turn into fond giddiness. He wrestled down the feeling, baffled by what was happening to him. He was a demigod of wind and ice, and a member of The Arcane Order, for gods’ sakes. He needed to get a grip.

Avius held out his palm, as if asking for his hand. “And I you. I know things are not the same as when I left but I’m glad you are the same. Still awkward too.” He gives a light chuckle before giving a loving smile. “Dear Skrael.”

Of the people Skrael had been expecting, the wizard standing in front of him had been... a hope he’d chastised himself for. An option he hadn’t thought he was allowed to pursue... yet, it was-- and he is--

Skrael’s chest swoops with something bright and pleased. His voice is airy and light as he takes a single step forward, almost convinced that this is still somehow an illusion, something too good to be real. “Avius, I-- it has been so long...” 

He reaches one hand out, and it is quivering, but he cannot bring himself to care. “It is--” his voice turns serious, and he retracts his hand, suddenly, recalling the events of their last meeting. “It is... you... is it not?” He does not feel he needs to specify what he means. 

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Avius gave a tired smile. "Yes. Thankfully it is. Thanks to you, I should say." He was awkward. It had been a long time since they last had met. Their last meeting was a chaotic ride, and they had confessed their feelings along with it. Something that seemed so out of place after all this time now. Thinking about it turned him a little redder. "I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I had to return home, my real home. Maga is no longer with me for now. She stayed. I decided to return for a little while. First on the visit list was you." The man was much taller than Skrael, he had become so used to Maga's real height that seeing someone so small was amusing.

Of the people Skrael had been expecting, the wizard standing in front of him had been… a hope he’d chastised himself for. An option he hadn’t thought he was allowed to pursue… yet, it was– and he is–

Skrael’s chest swoops with something bright and pleased. His voice is airy and light as he takes a single step forward, almost convinced that this is still somehow an illusion, something too good to be real. “Avius, I– it has been so long…” 

He reaches one hand out, and it is quivering, but he cannot bring himself to care. “It is–” his voice turns serious, and he retracts his hand, suddenly, recalling the events of their last meeting. “It is… you… is it not?” He does not feel he needs to specify what he means. 

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@nrth-wind  “No. I just thought I’d have some fun before I decided to see you. Plus, I’m not allowed to be seen as far as I recall.”

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How does Avius play among us?

Avius is surprisingly good at lying but he's also pretty bad at standing up for himself.

So I'd imagine as an Imposter he'd be hard to pin down but once you caught him he would just accept the loss.

As a crewmate he would be far to trusting but would demand to see people scan in Medbay by mid game to permanently earn trust. And would distrust anyone who refused.

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It spoopy time. *Blasts ‘This is Halloween’ on a boom box’

Avius: *jumps* what in the-

Maga: *screaming bird sounds*

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"Avius, I do not wish to alarm you, but it is possible that my family has discovered our... relationship to each other. I will hold them off, but I cannot stop both of my siblings at once, so it's entirely possible you may be meeting them sooner rather than later."

"While I do know this is a warning more than anything, know I am not worried." He sighs. "Even if it is possible I should be."

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Do you have any fluffy headcanons (is headcanons the right word? Hm) for Avius?

ooc:

Avius is very gentle with animals and nature. He’s always loved the natural world and would do anything to care for it. 

He cuddles his sister a lot too now. After what happened with The Black and Skrael, Maga has changed a lot. She’s realized a lot of things and the two are starting to feel like siblings again. Even if she still takes the form of a bird, rather than herself. Avius is trying to think of a way to remove her curse, as he was able his.  Avius loves grass. He takes his shoes and socks, and just dances around in it just to feel it on his feet, in his toes, the soft cool grass. 

I wasn’t sure what to put for an answer for this ask, so so sorry, but I hope these are okay.

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"Avius, you... Look nice, today. Well, you look nice every day, but, ah... Still. I... just wanted to tell you this."

Avius smiles gently. “Thank you, dear Skrael.”