Kade Avery

_____________________________________________________________________________ | His hand tugs the collar of his shirt, as if the act of taking a picture is | | suffocation | | | | | | This is a pale, black-haired youth steeped in dark ink in his late teens. | | He is 6’3″ and has pale skin, black hair, and blue eyes. | | You can see his face, neck, and hands. | | | | | | Tall and lean, this young man carries considerably more weight through his shoulders and chest than the long lines of his frame first suggest. He looks somewhere in his early twenties, pale-skinned and dark-haired, with a narrow waist beneath a broad upper body and the easy posture of someone rarely concerned with standing straight. Black ink appears wherever clothing permits it, climbing his arms and reaching in broken strokes along one side of his neck. There is little about him that looks particularly neat. Even at rest, there is something slightly disheveled about him. | | | His hair is a dense, ink-black mess, grown long enough to swallow much of his forehead and frequently his eyes with it. Thick layers fall forward in loose waves before breaking apart around his temples and ears, while the back has been allowed to grow somewhat longer, feathering unevenly against the nape. Whatever effort goes into it seems devoted mostly to leaving it alone. | | | Beneath dark, straight brows are a pair of pale blue eyes, made brighter by the black hair that so often hangs across them. Each iris is ringed by a deeper blue around its edge, paling subtly toward the pupil. His upper lids sit naturally low, lending his gaze a hooded quality even when fully attentive. | | | His face is narrow and cleanly cut, drawn around high cheekbones and a straight nose before tapering toward a sharp, well-defined, clean-shaven jaw. His mouth is comparatively soft against the harder structure surrounding it, with full lips naturally muted in color and a lower lip somewhat heavier than the upper. Long and lean, his neck leaves the tendons at either side plainly visible when he turns his head. Black ink climbs from beneath whatever clothing may obscure along one side, gathering into dense, irregular strokes before thinning toward the jaw. The shapes refuse any obvious image at a glance, more like thorns, roots, or spilled ink. | | | His hands are large without being especially broad, carried on long fingers with prominent knuckles and short, uneven nails. Stray threads of black ink reach across the backs of both hands from the work covering his forearms, though neither palm has been touched. Faint callus roughens his fingertips and the inside of his grip. | | | | | | | He is using: | | (E) a black iPhone 16 with a water-proof, transparent hard case | | | | | | (D) a classic bomber jacket in pitch-black with a folded collar | | (D) an oversized, heavyweight long-sleeved black cotton sweater | | a set of iron rings worn random and in disarray on the left | | | | (D) a pair of stone-washed black jeans, slim taper and low rise | | (D) a pair of gray-black low-top converses with ripped insignia | | (D) an inked, layered silver chain with a cross pendant in bone | | a black set of iron stud earring scaling upward on the left | | a tightly corded leather bracelet of no note wrapped around | | | |_____________________________________________________________________________|