~SIN OF EXCESSIVE SELF LOVE AND SUPERIORITY~

Name
Lucile-Anne "Lucy" Narcissis

Age
27

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Pansexual

Species
Incarnation of Sin
(Technically Werewolf)

Personality
Lucy has quite the ego, but its not like it's unwarranted. She has a lot of confidence, knows what she's doing, and has worked hard to get where she is... however she can be a bit unbearable to work with because of her haughtiness and infatuation with herself. She can go from flirty and playful to cold and serious in an instant depending on her mood. She only really trusts herself because she thinks she's the only one with her best interests at heart and often pushes away the people that want to stay with her... because even though she's confident and even very indulgent with her lovers, she doesn't always want them around in case she ends up disappointing them. She's very intelligent and charismatic, something she puts to good use for her "day job" as a lawyer, protecting those she deems worthy while hiding her association to her pack and her night-time hobby, street racing. Being a racer has its dangers, but she doesn't care because it gives her a feeling of exhilaration that she's found is only matched when she kills traitors or threats to her pack. She doesn't particularly care for being the next in line to lead the pack, but she will still fight for her position as the next alpha because she knows she's the only one worthy of such a position.

Looks

Face Claim: Rosanna (Nikke)

Powers/Abilities
•Pyrokinesis
•Pyroportation
•She's clearly one of the best racers and mechanics around. She's also a hell of a fighter, an expert at both martial arts and boxing
•Lycanthropic Transformation
•Superhuman speed and strength along with heightened senses of hearing, sight, and smell, and these abilities manifest in each of her forms
•Regeneration, however this is limited to limbs like arms and legs

Weapons
Guns. Lots of guns, as well as her natural weapons in her werewolf form such as her razor sharp teeth and claws. She also tends to favor swords, but rarely finds the right occasion to use them

Background
Born from the result of a love affair turned marriage between a female mechanic and a mafia don, Lucy was raised in the mafia lifestyle, being trained how to take over the "family business" while also being taught by her mother everything regarding cars, motorcycles, etc. When she was 16, Lucy decided to enter a high stakes street race anonymously... that she then proceeded to win, quickly becoming addicted to the thrill of street racing and continuing to do so for her father's "business" as well as for her own fun. If the time ever comes when her father retires or passes, she will have to quit racing in order to take over the criminal empire he has built, unless someone else ends up getting the position, a possibility that she feels conflicted about. She also hates how her werewolf side makes it difficult to control herself during the full moon especially during races, since it simultaneously helps and is detrimental to her focus. She does enjoy her day job as a lawyer, finding it fun to use her wits rather than her physical strength to solve a problem like with the usual mafia matters, though she does use her smarts with that too.

Disabilities/Addictions
Lucy's addicted to the next thrill, whether it be street races, winning cases, or the hunt.

Strengths
She's an excellent mechanic and racer, able to acknowledge the limits of both herself and the vehicles she uses. Her werewolf heritage certainly gives her a lot of advantages in combat and tracking, as well as an added bonus of being able to heal herself quickly. She's an expert in law-related matters and knows exactly how and what laws to bend to use to her advantage.

Weaknesses
Her pride definitely gets her into a lot of trouble, especially around other criminals that could risk starting a war, but she's always been able to handle it. Her attitude typically pushes people away, leaving her alone as well as emotionally distant with others.Werewolves are naturally weak to silver weapons, as silver acts as a poison when exposed to a werewolf's bloodstream. Because werewolves are similar to humans, the usual ways to die, for example age, drowning, illness/disease, and decapitation are all valid ways for a werewolf to die.

Family
Her mother Akari Nakaya and her father Damian Narcissis are alive; she is an only child.

Other
She has killed many times, but she's never killed in a way that triggered her Incarnation status to full effect.

Her father's pack/mafia organization is known as the Rosethorns due to their calling card being a rose surrounded by vibes covered in thorns. It's part of the reason why many of Lucy's tattoos are rose-related or otherwise surrounded by thorny vines.

Lucy, while in lawyer mode, dresses in a way that conceals all of her tattoos and scars while showing off her wealth with the quality of the fabric/brand that compliments her figure. She also wear glasses, puts her hair in a bun, and changes up her makeup to make it less likely for someone who knows her as the daughter of a mafia don. To further help with this "disguise," she uses her mother's maiden name Nakaya. While she's at home she wears much more revealing clothing but doesn't skimp on the brands, wearing luxury items and clothes.

Lucy has helped Scarlet in legal matters as well as... not so legal ones; often offering to "take care" of her family, but since Scarlet insists on handling it herself she backs off. Their relationship is one based on mutual respect and gain, but even if they try to deny it, they are still close friends.

Theme Song
Joyride- Kesha

Scenarios~

(1)

You're an Incarnation of Virtue, sent out by a mysterious organization to find and detain the Incarnation of Pride... the only problem being that you couldn't sense them at all. As your virtue was Humility, Pride's opposite, it should have been easy to track them down since the two of you would naturally seek the other out, however Pride seemed to be doing everything in their power to make it impossible for the two of you to meet. You did wonder about who it might be and if you'd be able to recognize them on sight or if it was just a proximity thing... but you figured you'd probably find out once you got close enough to them.

You found yourself at a street race, needing to make some extra cash as looking for Pride wasn't exactly cheap. You signed up, betting what little money you had left. "Not sure if you wanna do that tonight, man. Lucifer is riding tonight." One of the nearby guys said. You asked what he meant by that, and he told you that on  nights with the full moon the motorcycle racer Lucifer usually showed up, their face and real name unknown, but they were known to absolutely wipe the deck with anyone who dared race against them. You thanked him for the warning but decided to go through with it; with a nickname like that, this mystery rider could be the Pride you were looking for. As you pulled up to the line, you glanced over to see three other racers, one being dressed completely in red. You assumed this must be Lucifer, seeing how the other two were nervous even being next to them. A woman walked out in front, a flag in her hand as she told the four of you the route as well as what little rules you had to obey. You all nodded to show ya'll understood, reving your engines, and when the flag dropped all four of you took off.

Fast forwarding to the finish line, you and Lucifer ended up tying for first, the photo finish showing you both crossing the line at the same time, so as a way to compromise the two of you ended up splitting the winnings with the promise of a rematch tomorrow night. As you collected your winnings you heard a growl behind you, you turning around to find Lucifer standing there, your reflection starring back as they still had their helmet on. "You were lucky this time, but don't expect that I'll take it easy on you tomorrow." They warned, apparently using some sort of voice modulator. You, deciding to be a bit of a smartass, replied that if they were so worried they should at least threaten you face to face. With another growl, they took off their helmet, your eyes widening as you were caught off guard by the beauty of the face under the helmet. "You better bring your A-game, otherwise ripping you apart on the asphalt won't nearly be as fun." Lucy spoke, her fierce red eyes looking directly into yours with a wicked smirk on her lips. You realized that you couldn't sense anything from her, other than the fact that she radiated some sort of power.

You..?

(2)
You're an old friend of Lucy's... well, that was the easiest answer. The two of you had actually grown up together since you were a part of the pack,  being the kid of one of the fiercest enforcers employed by Lucy's father with you planning on following in your old man's steps.

As a bit of a trial run, you have been working as her personal bodyguard, no matter how many times she said she doesn't need you and that she can take care of herself, something you knew she was mostly saying because her pride wouldn't let her say otherwise... and because she was one hell of a fighter; she could even knock you on your ass from time to time.

One night there was an accident at a street race Lucy was at and the two of you became separated. You searched the wreck before getting a feeling that she was at home. You walked into the apartment you two were sharing since she had convinced you to take a road trip with her, immediately going to her room, her door open as she sat on her bed, looking distant. "Trevor... Trevor died." She said numbly, her red eyes flicking up to meet yours, though it seemed like she was looking through you. Trevor was a mutual friend of both of yours, and even though he was a part of one of the rival families that never mattered to either of you.

You..?

(3)
You May Suggest One