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A servant girl who learned to keep her head low. Taking inspiration of the servant life from various eras.
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Avi is bi (same + other genders), but... doesn't know. Girl thinks that thinking women are the most beautiful beings is just normal, and all women want to cuddle and hold other women, duh. That's what friendship is.
Plotting heavy verse, since I like to go into real historical concepts, fill the gaps the actually rather grim world of Naruto left open. Also, if we treat her name as just "normal" or if it has a reason, being a daughter of immigrants, or even something based on folklore.
Even if she has her powers or not is open to plotting
A lot of Naruto's landscape is similar to the Sengoku era, which is where I mostly place my headcanons for civilian life
There are class systems, were shiny are above civilians, but in turn must die to protect them
civilians have no voice in government
Aveline was born a farmer's daughter, a rather bleak life in that era. And was sold into servitude at a mansion with eleven, she did not meet her parents again since then
The civilian view of it all
Like always still works as a maid
If we keep her powers, aka influencing feelings with her voice, it pretty much is a kekkai genkai, a mutation she just developed, or we can go a folklore route with her mother having been a celestial maiden or something idk.
She had no training, could afford no academy's tuition, etc. She uses her ability based on feelings alone. If she is angry and sings a song that presents that, listeners will feel anger. When she sings a battle song for a fight she considers righteous, motivated and fear is fought. Lullabies she sings with real wish to help someone sleep will lead to them falling asleep and offer gentle dreams. It is impossible to use her, as she has no skills to navigate it, and is too old to learn.
Though, interesting likely, a child of her would inherit that ability, and very much be able to learn to control it. Though, it is even then based on empathy. A child raised like Sai could sing, or play music, or speak in any way they want, nothing would happen, until they learn to feel the emotions, but not drown in them.
This also, if very strong, can influence the body too. Emotions create physical reactions. A heart close to bursting, hands feeling like they freeze... falling asleep.
Avi doesn't know of that ability, that it lays unused in her, she sings for friends and coworkers, but never dares to raise her voice around Shinobi. So no one could ever detect this ability... until now?
As said, everything is open to plotting... I'd even be open to give her a different name for this verse.
ππ πππππ πππ that the little things meant so much, small gestures of kindness have been rarity during the last two centuries -- thank god for Aveline's patience, though a blanket was merely enough to put warmth back into a living corpse.
" Why, thank you, darling. Perhaps I've earned it by playing nice today," The vampire's retort came out softer than intended but there was always certain type of melancholia just at the mere sight of her that could disarm a rogue , " Would you like to indulge me in a cuddle , or I shall resign to keeping warm inside the blanket fort by myself? "
Lashes half veil her emerald gaze, relaxed and gentle as she looks upon the vampire. Half a smile curving her lips, and a blush sneaking onto her freckled cheeks.
βSilly...β Just one word, imbued with concern and tenderness. βYou donβt need to earn comfort...β
He was maybe brash and teased her thoroughly, making the pure maid lose her composure more than once. But a constant tension simmered; his restraint a mere breath from erupting into screams. Maybe he should.
βBecome learn to turn into a cat, Astarion...? If youβd do, I could cuddle you all you want...β a chuckle follows like a hum as she sits down beside him, anyway.
βYou offer such things so easily... and it is nothing I can return with the same carefreeness. But I can stay beside you until you sleep...β One hand raised, placed tenderly against his cool forehead.
βThis much I can doβ¦β
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Avi, lacking the heroic view on being a Ninja, will of fire and all, just sees how constantly I hired children are returned to the town. And her heart aches for the poor lil things.
Aveline appears like she isn't scared, sometimes. But the opposite prevails; her brain shields her from severe damage. She sees blood... a corpse, a murderer... and all she does is think about is, how she will need to scrub the carpet to get the blood out of it. Because that is something she can control. The killer, that is out of her control.
Therefore even silly plots with "delusion is the solution" work for her.
She might break down under the strain. Alternatively, she might master the worst scenarios because of it.
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Overwhelming sense of safety and comfort settled inside the hollow where the heart of the snarky vampire used to beat, as he found himself at the mercy of the maid's hand gentleness. Lean fingers raking through silver locks, causing Astarion to almost drift into drowsy . The more time has passed , the more he was surprised to discover Aveline was a walking contradiction -- ranting on about cruelty , yet handing a cruel creature like himself ever so gingerly . A quiet sense of acceptance and mutual understanding of the other, settled betwixt the pair in the dim room , despite of being daytime outside . He loved the way she'd always kept the drapes pulled in front of the spacious windows , for his own safety. Nonetheless, here posed the tormenting question - what would she want with a vampire and why would she even care in the first place..
The high elf rogue , as desired as he were by many, undeniably only left misery in his cruel wake - a sex fiend who lured others to their own tragic demise. He often found himslef pondering a quote he's read -- that love was strange, and perhaps it explained why she never judging him all too harshly for any of the dreadful deeds that has been his doing though the centuries.. Astarion also wondered did she really meant what she said when she told him she cared.
And however idyllic the moment felt , still there were many things that posed hindrance in their current existence. He remembered the first time he's encountered her, she had condemned him biting her with an obvious tremble and a knife in her hand - the front of his won shirt soaked with her dripping blood. But those hungry days, were behind him now, another living proof of Astarion's resilience.
A walking contradiction, and a living proof - and odd pair to say the least, and yet.
The scratches behind the ears were close to divine and so was her tending of him, his bloodred hues opened wide and shot up straight at her, with cynical expertise of the situation:
" Mmm, I mean the things I'm contemplating right now, are a bit too salacious to engage with a bat, darling."
A tease in it's finest, a cold pam on her cheek in return of her question- his superficial charm at play and he's , of course, had lascivious thoughts of Ave before , lips tugging in a mischievous smirk as proof, most brazenly.
Nevertheless, his mind kept revolving around happenings from two hundred years ago.
Soft amusement narrowed her eyes, the bright smile turning into a chuckle as her hand raised and the tip of her finger tapped his nose. A soft poke, reminding of the way she sometimes teased her cat β wasn't he similar? She had called him a stray she took in from the start... though, with him she questioned more why he stayed.
"I can tell that is not what you are thinking about," words spoken with care. Sometimes she was amazed how he could turn any conversation towards the sexual. Where she had blushed and flustered at first, worry now gripped her heart. Her head tilted into his hand. Such a useful retreat from the heat that gripped the town since a week.... maybe that was the vampire's biggest chance to get into her bed. As a cooler.
"As much as I like the coolness of your touch... when was the last time you ate?" Would he feel warmer if he did? Fresh, warm blood replacing the cold one running in his veins now?
The maid stepped away from behind him and moved in front of him instead. With artisan care, she twisted some of his curls around her fingers, allowing them to fall more defined onto his lovely face.
"Didn't I tell you I'd give you more of my blood, if you just asked?" It had been an honest offer already then, when she barely knew him.
"Your cheeks have really become pale these days..."
Will write her Naruto Verse down in better. For now:
A civilian. We are going by mostly sengoku era rules, so not a fun life
she never gets a fun life
Looking at it no one gets a fun life
If she has her power, so manipulating/strengthening/soothing emotions through singing.... she has that. But doesn't know at first, she never knows. So no control at all, only emotion. Not mandatory, truly based on plotting
When she drummed up a revolution through song, when the doors to the casles and villas are opened, the nobles and rich ones, that didn't treat those below them well, are pulled out, slaughtered, the castles and villas burned down. And she just smiles while humming. If going full, op fantasy, with her song and her orchestra ringing all over the city.
"Don't eat the rich. Burn them. Use the ashes to fertilize the fields"
But that version of her is sooo far from the girl I usually write LOL
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β Each life is its own reality. β Bendable. β But the limits of your perception will determine the outcome of this fight. β The human mind is a peculiar thing. It will do anything to nurture a seed once it is planted, and while trying to determine the seed's nature, it will hardly ever notice the infection spreading within the river of chakra that feeds it.
Verdant eyes raise from the water, colored red from blood she had not spilled. Hands shriveled from the work.
Did the man mock her? It'd not be something new; the strong always trampled on the weak.
Her gaze falls down again to her hands. To her work.
"I can see my world. It reaches from dirty laundry to the onions that need to be peeled. And that is not a reality most of your kind understands. " His kind. Shinobi. The strong.
"You can tell me if that is a seed or an infection..."
