ALL OR NOTHING.

[avginian]

HONKAI: STAR RAIL ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀一 aventurine !

one of the stonehearts and holder of the aventurine stone, thus his "name"!

despite this, that isn't his actual birth name, which is kakavasha

he's avgin, one of the few, if only, remaining of his kind from the planet of sigonia-iv after the genocide of his people

was once a slave, denoted by the marking on his neck, though eventually managed to break free and climbed the ranks after killing the man who bought him with a risky plan

extremely smart despite having had no education in his youth, able to outsmart many people and pull off his plans well

a gambler, he's extremely lucky and has been said never to have lost a bet, though he always fears that one day his time will come

certified rich, spending money without really batting an eye if it's what he wants to do

doesn't make deals where he's on the losing end and makes it known, usually making him quite intimidating when going into deals with him

「 APPLICATION 」「 STATISTICS 」「 PLOTTER 」

[avginian]

popping out a starter call for some spiralefes things for aventurine here to slowly get back in the writing groove after my hiatus winds down! i'll likely use the wheel unless i feel something is super fitting for them. capping at three but if you were among those who have dropped threads with me from my last post, please feel free to like over the cap for something fresh and new for them!

[avginian]

for the time being, i think i'm going to make the decision to drop current ongoing threads for aventurine here beyond a very select few to make way for some newer interactions/clear things up going forward! i plan on making an ad call here shortly, so if we drop old threads and you'd like something fresh and new to replace it, you're more than welcome to like that beyond the cap and i'll say as much when making that ad!

that being said, if you'd like to keep our thread at all for any reason, you're welcome to like this post and i'll keep hold of it and get to it once i'm able to start getting back into writing once my hiatuses come off in a little less than a week.

once again i'm so sorry for the delay on things and i appreciate your patience as i'm navigating through this break i needed and returning!!

[blazingdawn]

" You did WHAT to find that out!?"

" And what do you mean it isn't permanent here??"

[avginian]

❝ Nothing I didn't do back in Penacony to test those waters, too. ❞ and there he goes again, saying it oh so casually with that pretty smile on his face. ❝ But it's as I said. It's remarkably similar to Penacony's no death in the dream. You take a little trip down to a place called the Abyss and make your way back. No dying, no grieving. Some might call it pretty utopian. ❞ not that he would use that verbiage to describe this city...

[avginian]

❝ And here I thought it was common knowledge one couldn't die on this island. I mean, when I first heard it, I didn't outright take it at face value. But after a few tests of my own to get into that Abyss? There's hardly any doubt about that now. ❞

[anttennatime]

"Make a list of people I need to find and apologize to... if they even wanna see me after everything that happened..."

[avginian]

❝ ... sooo you wouldn't choose to stay on the island? ❞ somehow he feels a little... surprised? though there must be something to unpack there. ❝ ... sounds like you've gone through the ringer back home, from the sounds of it. ❞

[avginian]

❝ If you were given a chance 一 just one, mind you 一 where you were able to go back to your world but couldn't return. Hypothetically speaking, of course... what would you do? ❞

[multirosa]

No expense had ever been spared when he decided to take her out on the town. It was nice--familiar, even--to be treated so lavishly, but Navia found that she preferred much simpler dates. On the contrary, she found them more authentic, intimate, and overall much easier to appreciate. A fancy dinner and good conversation were nice, sure, but more often than not, it always felt as though Aventurine used them as masks of a sort. Indeed, it was easier to hide behind glitz and glamour, to only focus on surface-level enjoyment rather than a meeting of minds.

For these reasons, Navia can't help but find her stewing curiosity only growing further as this loose version of what could be considered a courtship went on.

"I am," she answers, only to huff a moment later as she decides just what she's going to do with all of her prizes. "But I wonder how I'm going to fit these into my room…" Admittedly, it wasn't hard to guess that some of them would have to stay here, but she hasn't conceded in attempting to take them all home just yet.

Navia rests on the arm of the couch, her favorite brown teddy bear of the haul held snug in her arms. "I know what you're going to suggest, and my answer is still no." That she could leave them here, that she could start to leave more belongings here, too, if she so wanted. "…Though I won't say it isn't tempting to say yes," For various other reasons, stuffed animals aside.

Finally, she slides over to take her seat on the couch beside him, and like many times before, her head comes to rest against his shoulder not long after. "Besides, there's still so much I haven't gotten to know about you. And you, for me."

[avginian]

NO 一 IT WAS AN ANSWER HE HAS HEARD TIME AND AGAIN. not just from navia herself, though she is by far one of the most frequent sayers, in recent days, when it came to his lavish attempts of spending upon her. rather, it has been from many a dealmaker and those who thought to back out of something they learned was far too steep of a price. there was something to be expected when it came to business dealings, a little negotiation and cash flow to be a minor infraction when drawing in those investors into the sweetened honey trap that was known as the ipc. and yet, when it comes to navia, it was never some deal to be made from the start, no transactional relationship she would take merely because of greed or desire, placing him in a foreign situation he wasn't accustomed to.

unlike many of his friends back home and, to some degree, here, she was one of the few things 一 people 一 he could draw in through riches or superficial charm alone. it was new to him, the man who could spend thousands and get almost what he wants.

❝ You know, one of these days I'm not going to ask. And when that happens? You'll realize you just might want to then. ❞ there was a tease staccato in those last, spoken words, accentuating a more teasing approach to his hundredth rejection, though the notion of disappointment still laden upon his mind the answer has not changed just yet. ❝ But you're quite the clever woman. You're bound to figure out a way to make it work, ❞ he continues, perhaps a little too sly in knowing that she would, inevitably, have to concede that some of them would have to remain here, even if she would not in the end.

adjusting himself into a more comfortable position after she takes her seat beside him, careful in the way he shifts as to not disturb the placement of her head, he lets out a playful, little hum.

❝ We've got time to kill. How about this. You get three questions to ask something about me you don't already know. ❞ turning just his head to face her, blond locks intermingling with her own, he offers his usual smile. gloved fingers play the boundaries of brushing along her shoulder, all before returning to rest upon the couch's back. ❝ So, tell me: what are you just dying to know about? ❞

[miothle]

The Hanged Man Aventurine for HSR Tarot Collab!🌌✨

[avginian]

IT HAD TAKEN SOME PLANNING ON HIS PART. a little effort here, a special request there, all perfectly in line for it to fall together just as he had planned from the start. so here he sits, comfortable within a cushy, leather seat in high roller, the view that of a large window peering into an array of elaborate paintings and myriad of luxurious statues, both marble and metal alike. and nearby none other than tenna, the host of this island's more entertaining television programs, if not simply his 'boss' in some essence.

plucking the shades off of his face, he sets them down with a gentle clatter across the table as he speaks. ❝ Welcome to one of the High Roller VIP suites. ❞ one, he says fairly casually, as if it were something so trivial to know. ❝ Consider it a second home for the night. Because today is your day, Sir. The studio has been doing pretty well lately. So I thought: 'Why not treat Tenna to a deserved night off.' The cast and crew are taking care of things at the place for you, ❞ he reassures, knuckles now resting against his cheek as he leans against the arm of his seat.

❝ For today? Don't ask, just spend. The tab's on me. ❞ and he means it, especially while lifting two fingers into the air to hail down the private waiter poised at the corner of the room, putting in a request for a rather expensive bottle of alcohol for himself.

@anttennatime

[avginian]

SUNSET CASCADES OVER THE ISLAND, both finally returning to his penthouse at long last to finally relax for the night. when was the last time they had spent a day as this? no dinners at some high-end resort nor lavish events paid from the deepest pits of his wallet. merely time together, a stroll around the block to take in the sights and purview the streets for their own reasoning, and, well, perhaps a little detour. one that is apparent in the way a bag, flush full of the cutest stuffed dolls imaginable, tips over when set down, overflowing onto the couch. ❝ Now I'd say that's quite the haul. Wouldn't you? ❞ he speaks up pleasantly, obviously far too pleased at the outcome.

not that he planned on the owners thinking he was cheating. nor that they would ask them to cease playing immediately at the claw machine after winning navia just a 'few,' little prizes after her own attempts when they couldn't prove him of any wrongdoing. besides, how was one to prove anything foul when it was merely a streak of luck?

he takes little time in plopping himself comfortably onto the couch, now surrounded by plushies whilst arms sprawled across its back as he leans into the cushions.

❝ Satisfied with whatever you got from our little outing? ❞ he knows the answer, but he was never one to avoid asking, not without good reason. ❝ I know I sure did. Not to mention the day was fabulous for the occasion. ❞ whether for gathering the necessary information and tips or simply time with one another, he would stand by that statement well enough. still, he smiles up at the blonde, almost as if silently inviting her to take a seat beside him whenever she so pleased.

@multirosa

[avginian]

now fly, make yer move! my wish: an accident. “once in a lifetime, say, whatcha gonna bet?”, i’m asking myself. you either win or lose; there’s no such thing as a “draw.” the curtain rises! roll the dice? get lucky money? can’t go either way… cigar cigar( ´ー｀)y-~~ backing down or not? it’s entirely up to ya. piece of cake! i’ll shake them off and go all in, yay☆

[highprinceadolin]

Adolin raised his eyebrows in amusement, a more playful smile lighting up his face as he realized that the man had not only accepted his suggestion but also seemed to be taking the matter quite seriously. Following him closely, Adolin let the other man lead the way, his eyes now more occupied with observing the figure ahead of him than the shop itself. What an interesting person he had encountered - not only was he stylish, but also confident. Two traits Adolin deeply valued.

Without rushing him in the slightest, the highprince looked curious. And when he saw him stop in front of a section of the shop, his smile broadened. Ah, yes. Those garments were truly special, and, even before he could touch them, it was easy to see just how artistic the craftsmanship really was. Yes, this man had good taste. It was a pity Adolin didn't have the kind of money on him that he was accustomed to having.

Accepting the shirt, Adolin first felt the fabric between his fingers, then held it up against his body to get a first impression. "You really have an eye for this," he admitted. He didn't fail to notice the compliment he had received, letting out a soft chuckle. "The color is perfect, too. I wouldn't change a thing. If you don't work here, they're missing out on quite a talent," he said, validating the man's choice. "But I couldn't wear this with just any old pair of trousers…" His eyes wandered for a moment, until Adolin let out an enthusiastic sound and stepped forward a few paces, selecting a pair of light-colored trousers with a subtle texture. "The perfect counterpoint to let the other piece truly shine. What do you think?"

[avginian]

THE SMILE ON HIS FACE ONLY WIDENS AT THE COMPLIMENT. when it came to matters of taste, aventurine only had the most exquisite of it, capable of plucking out even the smallest diamond hidden in the rough as if it were as natural as the very air he breathes. why would he not have such a talent for it now? a skill ground out smoothly and finely polished all due to the very circumstances of his life 一 for, once upon a time, he was that very rudimentary gem to be rooted for amidst rock and dirt. and while the trials of life had not given an inch for him to rest, his luck had forced him to persevere, even when he had not wished to.

so, he offers a small laugh, the smallest nod given in turn. ❝ Working here wouldn't suit my vibe. Now, being a well-known shopper... ❞ that was another story, one face far too familiar in a sea of so many brought here against their wills.

curious eyes follow the other after his own inspection of the garment, that playful smile continuing ever on without a single sign of falter. and when the other brings out a pair of pants, lightly colored and accentuated with the most subtle textures, he finds himself just as impressed as adolin had been in him, enough so that he lets out a small whistle of appreciation. ❝ You're right. It balances well without overpowering the centerpiece. Though there could never be too much, ❞ he teases lightly, falling into his usual banter when making, well, 'friends' of any kind.

❝ Think this shop is going to see those walk on out to a new home today? ❞ it was a genuine question, albeit one meant more for idle chatter than anything. though, he cannot help but carry on without the hint of an answer to be heard. ❝ Or how about this. Since I'm the one who showed you that shirt, I give them a little encouragement to let them go with you just this once. No Dust out of your pockets. The look isn't quite complete, but why not fix that? A few accessories, a pair of shoes. There's a shop or two fit just for that not too far off. ❞

[descensionstar]

evidently gauging his opinion had been a wise decision — the name implied a level of decadence that she'd hesitate to indulge despite his insistence. but as a platter of samplings across the menu, it were as he said: Paimon could explore the establishment's range without overdoing it and paying later on. the Traveler dwelled on the suggestion, reflecting on the vast array of culinary characteristics of worlds prior. even if Spirale were some kind of simulated world, it was likely to have its own flavour rather than only replicating that of existing data.

"sounds like a good idea — we'll go with two then".

Paimon settled herself on Lumine's lap, legs restless with anticipation for the spread. the whole scenario felt like a dream she was terrified of waking from right before the best part — how many others could say they were treated to such a fine meal, and for free! Aventurine had laid his cards out and set the terms that he held an IOU, so it might be this was more an investment for later down the line, but she couldn't imagine him getting up to anything nefarious.

✦we're so lucky to have your backing, Aventurine. Paimon couldn't even count up how many months of allowance it would take saving to afford one of these dishes. and missing out would be like a crime! if only fancy places could price things lower, and then less people would miss out. but guess that's part of the appeal for the rich — having something special that they don't need to share with lots of others.✦

[avginian]

THE DECISION IS MADE SWIFTLY THEREAFTER, fingers taking the stem of his wine glass as he goes to take a sip. already the waiter has taken down their orders, now gone from sight in order to place them so they do not have a lengthier wait from their prior meal discussion. once his thirst is satisfied with drink, the glass clinks upon the table again, gloved hand to remain in place rather than pull it back fully, as if in thought of partaking in another taste relatively soon. ❝ Missing out? Why, friend, it's not as if it's going anywhere. And if one does a little climbing to the top, the key is always within reach, ❞ he retorts, finger now tapping the glass a few times.

paimon's particular phrasing plays as a little humorous in his mind, come to think. lucky, denoting that this was all some frivolous fancy cast upon the die on a whim. no doubts are held that they knew the weight of singular favor, a transaction in life that nobody can truly avoid, not without an utmost dedication to self-sufficiency.

were it anyone's good fortunes in regards to all of this, surely it was his一

❝ The appeal for the rich is a far cry than what you're likely thinking, ❞ he corrects, his elbow now resting upon the chair's arm to prop his chin up, eyes peering down upon the little fairy. ❝ As you can see, the rich want for nothing. How could they when everything falls into place at the swipe of a card? Most just want to sit around and talk about their newest toys that increase their appreciation by no small amount. ❞ morbidly accurate to those who care only for themselves, basked in the gilded shimmer of reflected gold coins as it lines their pockets, anchored down to earth only through their weight worth of currency. in the end, they hardly cared for the true comradery, merely wishing to have other, like-minded individuals to stroke their inflated egos. ❝ But if you ask me, I prefer the beggar. Rich folks have no clue what they should be after in life. But the beggar... now those folks know exactly what they want. ❞

[dazzlxd]

Gwen lets out a very pleased “vui!” as a response to Aventurine’s appraisal of her name.

Vivianne nods, understanding the reasoning Aventurine gives. Well, somewhat. “It’s a precarious balance,” she says, “but I am eager to hopefully attend another party of yours when the time is right.”

When Aventurine describes his job, Vivi’s hand on Gwen stills. “Sounds like you must have quite the team to work with, monsieur. If you are handling planets as investment projects.”

[avginian]

AN APPRECIATIVE CHUCKLE ESCAPES HIM AT THE SENTIMENT. it was to be expected in some way, he thinks, given his penchant for entertainment. risk was always a latent variable in everything one does, though. whether that singular party would have been a hit truly hinged on if people cared enough to see it with their own eyes, a chance offered to some no-name who had decided upon the whims of it all to open up his home to any and all willing. ❝ Then I'll be quite certain to hand you one of the first invitations when the right time strikes, friend. ❞ not so much a promise, but a gesture of good will toward the trainer.

now as for her other pointed interest in this idle conversation...

❝ You could say that, ❞ he admits as much, each member of the stonehearts come to mind swiftly, all with their unique skillsets that came with handling planets. the ways they interact were hardly friendly in the slightest but, rather, that of an oiled machine tasked to their most beneficial outcome. now, the fact that it was mostly manipulation and coercion to get those selfsame planets into their midst... well, it was no business of his to inform her of all those gritty details. ❝ It is true that it takes some time to get things in full swing with a single planet when it comes to all the planning, the investments, let alone the return gains. Not to mention the pretty dust to make it all come together. But I'd wager there's always a valuable chip in the pile ready for that particular gamble. ❞

[avginian]

This serves as confirmation for the purchase of One Faithful Companion Star on May 23, 2026. Your remaining balance is 920 stars. Thank you for your patronage!

WITH CRYSTALLINE EGG IN HAND AFTER THE PURCHASE, it only takes a moment for the gambler to inspect it, gloved fingers tapping on the item curiously. warmth permeates from it, seeping into the soft skin of his fingers even through his elaborate leather gloves. no matter how he looks at this, there was no doubt he has never seen anything like it, only sparking more intrigue as he sets it down with a gentleness to the ground. and waiting for a few moments, the object begins to hatch, little cracks lining its surface until, at long last, a peculiar critter pours out from it.

upon the ground is none other than a black, puffy cat cake, tucked safe and cozy in its tart-shaped shell. big, round eyes open up as it awakens further, offering a little gaze to and fro as it realizes it can move, let alone that its owner has happily been found again!

⌊ MRRP?? ⌉ reaching down, aventurine offers it a few pets at its noise, the peculiar feline purring at each pat, all before its big ol' eyes turn up to stare at a passerby.

[literaryvein]

L. V., excerpts from the afterword