[ he/him, cis man] greetings to all of our listeners! we start today’s potterwatch with a long-awaited update on luxio travers who was finally spotted alive just last night, wandering the streets of london. for those of you who haven’t tuned in before, they are a twenty six year old pureblood wizard who is oddly reminiscent of hidden corridors, never staying in one place for too long, a crown too big for your head and the smell of blown out candles which makes sense considering they're resilient, disciplined, loyal, defensive, judgmental, and suspicious nature. you might know of them as the biological child of nicholas and eliza travers, and we’re sure that their family will be relieved to hear they’re safe and sound — or at least as much as you can be, in times like this. to all our listeners, if you catch a glimpse of someone who looks a bit like that muggle cody christian, that’s them. before approaching, please be aware that they’re rumored to be affiliated with the death eaters, so best proceed with caution. these are dangerous times we’re living in. well, thanks for tuning in, folks. we’ll play ourselves out with northern attitude by noah kahan.
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FULL NAME: Luxio Travers
NICKNAME(S): Lux
AGE: 26
DATE OF BIRTH: November 15.
GENDER: cis man
SPOKEN LANGUAGE(S): English
OCCUPATION: Reaper for the Death Eaters
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
APPEARANCE
FACE CLAIM: Cody Christian
HEIGHT: 5′ 9″
WEIGHT: 160
DOMINANT HAND: Left
SCARS: Scarred fists, scars on back from fights, a small scar on his right upper lip.
TATTOOS: Death Eater mark, black solid armband around right arm, moon phases along back
PIERCING(S): N/A
Luxio is the second born to the Travers family having an older brother who has always been the perfect image of what is expected of them. While Luxio has never been someone who’s been allowed to be himself. Ever since he was a child, he was expected to keep appearances. The truth was that Luxio was not the definition of perfection. He was messy as a child, a little wild with a big heart but somewhere along the line with the abuse and cold behavior that light started to dim but it never died. Sometimes it resurfaces with an unexpected joke or a caring hand but those moments are rare. There are still moments he forgets and protests or questions slip him being older they figured he'd learn by now.
He was introduced into the dark arts rather young and he knew that at the end of the day he didn’t have a choice because affection and praise were not given freely without obedience. Eventually Luxio learned to become the image that his family portrayed after it was beaten into him so many times. Despite knowing how wrong the path they were taking was, he didn’t have a voice to put a stop to it. Deep down, he's never cared about blood status or power though he's very skilled with his magic, he's never pushed himself past his limits to see exactly how powerful he could be. He didn't want to give his father that satisfaction. Despite that, he usually went along with what he was told to do, perfecting his abilities and his magic which resulted in unwanted participation in events that still haunt him to this day working as a reaper. Knowing that there is blood on his hands created a guilt that haunts him with nightmares that usually keep him from sleeping.
In Hogwarts, he was of course sorted into Slytherin and for a long time this was the safest place he knew despite it being the opposite for so many. He struggled with his studies as he's always been a very hands on type of person, not one that is book oriented. If he doesn't have repetition, things don't usually stick very well.
As he got older, his mindset remained the same but he's learned to keep it to himself most times. He is a much more open-minded person than most of his family and much less judgmental though his older brother always reminds him that it would probably be his downfall as he tended to show weakness in the rare moments and sometimes he showed kindness where there was room for none. Luxio had made friends among some of the death eaters and he wouldn't abandon them however sometimes he did think what freedom would be like. Despite his family's abuse, it would take a lot for him to think about betraying and leaving them behind.
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her dark eyes, twin pools darker than obsidian, bore into @luxiotravers as he sat before her, breathing ragged and shallow. they had just withdrawn from his mind, the tie between them forged through practiced legilimency severed, and yet … the echoes of luxio's thoughts still reverberated within their own psyche. the vision of another person, a man with no name, and features she had yet to recognise, who occupied a significant place in the other's life — seemingly someone who had penetrated his way into the caverns of the male's thoughts, and made himself a home in his subconscious. words may lie and deceive, drawl out falsified fairytales to mask whatever lies beneath but … one's thoughts may never cloud over truths. carina moved closer to him, their movements fluid and predatory as they leaned down, features inches away from the other's own. her voice — of silken poise practiced cruelty, broke the oppressive silence. “ who is he ? ” tone deceptively soft, a velvet sheath hiding a dagger's edge as hints of a smile fanned across their features. luxio has known her long enough that she doesn't smile for any reason other than the pain that would follow. “ who is this person you hold so dear, that you have tried your absolute best to hide from me ? ”
she paused, darkened hues unwavering as it pierced into his very soul. " i saw him in your mind, foolish boy. in your heart, " carina whispered, every syllable littered with an undeniable malice. their mind a tempest of thoughts, having grown a hardened shell when it comes to anything even close to affection, and yet — as they had sunk their claws onto the other's flesh, and claimed him as their own : there was a fervent possession that has left an imprint on their mind. something less than devotion, but more than just a soul seized in their collection of those they wished to taint. " you think you can keep secrets from me ? “ a hand seized from her sides as it clasped at luxio's chin, grasping his face until his gaze would have nowhere to flee but to meet her own. “ you either tell me now, and be very honest, or … i'll have to force it out you, ” head tilting, though their smile never wavered : no innocence made itself known along the slopes of her brims, yet, a ferocity that borderlined on madness. “ and i wouldn't like that. neither would you, ”
He hated this if he were honest because his thoughts were supposed to be the only place he could be safe. However, that couldn't be further from the truth. He didn't know when he caught their eye and he couldn't really place it but perhaps it was the way that Luxio pushed power away instead of giving into it when he very much could be much more than he was. The way he had been able to keep them from seeing Stolas and identifying him up until now was proof of that considering he was well aware of how powerful they were. His chest felt tight as it took him a moment to recover his breathing with small beads of sweat that trickled down his forehead to show the effort to keep them at bay was there. There was evident panic in his eyes when they mentioned seeing someone. The fish dies by it's own mouth and his first instinct is to protect and do anything to draw away attention from the fact that he was well aware it was Stolas. He broke eye contact with them and remained silent when they asked who it was. He knew all too well that the softness was just a tactic to make him afraid because they were anything but soft.
He was afraid but not for himself. Luxio had lost that fear years ago or maybe it had been beaten out of him. He wasn't sure but the fear of something happening to him? That was different. That was enough to make him think quick on his feet. Stolas felt like the only light he had in his life and he wasn't about to let someone take that away from him. Even if it was Carina. For reasons of mistakes made in the past, Luxio had kept his distance despite his obvious feelings. Not that he thought Stolas could ever do such a thing to him but the hesitation wasn't something he could just push away. That's when it hit him. Again, he ignored their words until they forced him to look up. His eyes stared into theirs now as he kept an expressionless face though he had thought of what he needed. He needed to plant a seed that would grow into something big enough that their focus wouldn't even turn to Stolas. It wasn't an entire lie, just something he kept to himself out of shame of letting someone in that close only to be let down the way he had. Before, he never would've admitted out loud what had happened between him and Scorpius but right now, he didn't care. He finally locked eyes with them as he took in a deep breath, "You mean to tell me... you don't recognize your own cousin?"
