Timofey
Timofey
Timofey is a fairy of autumn and another close friend of Crys and Aisling, and tends to get angry very easily (this is because he actually represents anger in Crys' head)
Crys ultimately develops a romantic attraction to Timofey, who of course reciprocates. Crys is ecstatic about the idea of dating a fairy, albeit an angry one, and never really questions it. When people ask, she claims her boyfriend is long-distance from another country that she met online
He is the second to last to "die" before Aisling
Scene Stuff
"Tim! Timofey! Tim where are you?" Crys called out, her voice echoing off the trees. They agreed to meet here today, Tim saying he had something to show her. Crys still couldn't believe she was dating a fairy, an actual autumn fairy. Of course, she couldn't tell anyone that, they would never believe her, so she usually told them she was dating a boy she met online and that he lived in another country. Sure, they thought she was getting scammed, but she knew the truth.
Tim was kind, and thoughtful, and an overall loving boyfriend. Sure, he got angry sometimes, but who doesn't? Besides, usually when he got angry, it was her own fault for being an idiot.
Crys called his name again, checking the time on her phone. The fairies never used phones and didn't really understand time well, but he said to meet her when the sun was at it's highest point, which she'd come to understand as noon for them. It was noon on the dot, so where was he?
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of red amongst the green of the leaves. Normally he'd blend with the scenery, but summer had only just begun and his red leaf clothing certainly failed to camoflauge him.
Not that the fairies needed camoflauge, you could only see them if you believed in them of course. Everyone knew that, though nobody believed it was true. If only they knew.
Crys took off after the streak of red and orange and gold, dodging between trees and thorned brambles as she chased the flickering fire-like figure through the woods. "Tim! Tim, wait up!"
Eventually, she lost sight of the flash of color, and at the same time her foot found an exposed root and she crashed to the ground, scraping up her knee so badly it began to bleed as she cried out. As she sat up to examine her knee, Timofey finally showed himself, stepping from behind a tree like a welcoming fire. Her face lit up when she saw him.
"Tim! Finally! I've been chasing you for nearly ten minutes now, could you not hear me?" Crys asked as she rolled up her pants leg, examining the wound. Tim knealt beside her. "Sorry love, I forget you can't move through the forest as we do." Tim replied, his fingertips ghosting over the scrape like he wanted to help but couldn't.
"Don't worry, I'm ok," Crys assured him as she pulled her pants leg back down, covering the still-bleeding scrape with the black fabric. "It's not as bad as it looks. What did you want to show me?" Tim nodded and stood, watching her get up as he looked around. "This forest. Isn't it stunning?" He asked, his eyes wandering from tree to tree like they were people he was observing.
Crys took a moment to take in her surroundings, the stunning greenery and old trees reaching towards the bluest sky. It truly was beautiful, but the thing that stood out the most was him.
Physical Description
Apparel & Accessories
He wears clothing sewn of red autumn leaves and gold thread, with orange leaves in his hair
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Timofey is mostly used to cope with the intense amount of anger that hit with puberty for Crys, according to Aisling he came to help her work through her anger (despite the fact he gets super pissed off super quickly)
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