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Archie expression didn't change as the female that asked him celebrated so openly. He stood there for a moment, not saying a thing and just staring calmly. He heard a voice, making him turn to another girl who just asked if she could join. "Yes." He said simply once more, his voice framing his last words. He gave a small nod. Archie then looked around for anyone still not forming into a group as they were. His black and gold eyes landed on someone still in their seat and seeming to painting? Archie walked over, looking down at him. In an attempt to seem friendly, he widened his eyes, his pupils shrinking as he arched his neck and held out a hard hand. "Would you like to join our group? We already have two others." Archie said. He was making art, nice. White eyes, weird like his, but nice. Bright colored apparel, well. Okay, but they could get along with him and the rest of the group hopefully. The male in front of him looked kind of like a little fashionable clown. Archie narrowed his eyes as he almost laughed.
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"... Nyah?..."
Full name: Arc "Archie" Vel.
Age: Freshly nineteen.
Ability: Metal manipulation [Basic] | Intangibility [Highly unstable] | Combustion [Basic/Unstable]
Weaknesses: Has a weakness to water, mostly. Cute things, even though he'll die before he shows it. Food. Too curious and easily trusts most despite his cold demeanor.
Side talents: Arc is good at hand to hand and watercolor painting. He is one with technology.
Amount of time there: About a year, surprisingly.
Personality: Arc is a solid, serious male. Can usually be dryly confident or comfortable in his own way around his friends. Wise and good at giving advice, he likes to make sure there is peace and equality. Can be sort of like a weird, 'dandere' mother to his buddies. Usually not provoked, but if he is, he doesn't show it as he charges at you. He doesn't like to show most of his emotions for some reason, and will die before anyone can see him let out real tears. Arc puts allies in front of himself, and become a little possessive. Only 'cuz he cares.
Fears: Failure to protect his loved ones, being betrayed, a death with no justice or honor.
Likes: Peace and quite | Adorable things | Bravery | Knowing things, I guess.
Dislikes: Annoyances | People who need to chill | Pain | Fear [he hates this. Haaates it.]
Extras: He gets along with animals, or tries to. He respects them.
Romantic preferences-
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual.
Submissive, Dominant, or both: Totally dominant.
Attracted to: Confidence, interesting-ness?, manners, basically anything really, he's not very picky when it comes to what he likes.
Unattracted to: People who need to chill? Lack of hygiene, hopeless and very dependent on others, cowards.
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