° 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭.

julius james hale is ofc not his birth given name. that is yet to be disclosed. 

essentially a test tube baby, he was the perfect soilder. the perfect spoy. god he was like adonis, gracing through the fields as he worked. i don’t think he had much of an upbringing, considering he was birthed into the job, and was blessed into the firebirds when he was fit enough to be a proper agent.

he just had that natural talent that you live and breath for. he was strong, handsome, swift, charming, and damn near convincing to any role he played.

of course, being one of the world’s greatest agents came with a target on his back. which was fine, he knew the risk and was willing to take it. he loved what he did.

it was a miracle he loved so much considering the circumstances.

he fell in love. another agent. she was just as talented, maybe even more. god, she kept him on his toes, challenged him. made him a better man.

they had two children together. which seemed impossible, considering their status. but she did in house work during pregnancy and he’d take months long hiatuses to take care of the children so she could go back to missions, which brought her joy.

then even more people hated them for being able to parent so perfectly while also being the world’s best spies.

but then, seven years ago, when he was enjoying a moment with his family, the massacre happened.

they were all a threat, apparently, and happiness couldn’t be had between such a perfect and beautiful family. he watched as his wife, then his two children, were slaughtered in front of him. he could only hold them so long before they were getting to him, and he was nearly gone too before reinforcements managed to wipe them all out.

he was out for months. coming back in moments in a state of complete shock. trying to rehabilitate him was next to impossible. they knew he’d never be able to leave the hospital chambers without being a complete danger to everyone around him.

so they went for a tactic that was rarely used. and julius james hale was born. a man born in the bronx. only child. dad left when he was young and mom passed away from an illness when he was in his twenties. he own a bakery, has a passion for making children’s birthday cakes and other fun and sweet things. he loves 80s pop music and generally... is a good person.

he has no recollection of the life he lived. he knows no one he used to work with. everything has been wiped away.

but julius is happy. he’s a bit dumb. even if memories came back, they made sure his intelligence was far from what it used to be. they took some of the power he used to have away and gave him a chance at happiness instead of rotting in misery with the truth. 

personality

himbo energy

here and bubbly and wants to make everyone happy.

idk he’s a soft boy

plots

ur norm stuff

tbh, normally just goes by luce. lucy if you’re trying to be real soft.

had a very middle class upbringing in south virginia. two siblings, two parents who loved each other. then there was luce. who always kind of itched for more. sure, she had the mediocrity in her blood like her family, but she always craved rising above it.

school was fine. she was clearly the smartest in the family. she kept to herself, feeling alienated from their picture perfect and oh-so-boring lived. which was fine. she found her solitude with others which was mainly the nerds who spent weekends trying to hack into different things. 

she always had a love for the medical, but in a bit more morbid sense than you’re use to. she’d be known at the one to come get fixed up after a brawl when at parties. she’d do it fast and clean and never ask any questions.

were her parents concerned? sure. did she care? not really. 

she was able to get some college done in high school and got her pre-med done at the age of twenty-one. med school was whatever. she stuck around mostly the same kind of people; who were rough and rowdy and liked having her around. 

she ended up getting a job in the morgue of the hospital. being stuck with the dead people seemed far better than the alive ones. it was also easier to sneak in people to get them patched up from their shenanigans. it didn’t take luce very long to fix up a few strangers before she got invited into the maenads.

listen. she’s not a super spy. she hates the idea of running around and trying to steal diamonds or whatever it is they do. but she’s happy to let them come to her after they’ve been shot and take out their bullet. she enjoys the people who work down with her than the arrogant freaks who run around above ground.

doesn’t mean she didn’t end up getting caught up with one. “falling in love” was kind of dumb, and she’d done it a couple times before but it just ended up hurting everyone involved so she mostly kept away. she did, though. fell in love and got pregnant way faster than she should have. 

but he never got to meet his son. he died on a mission when luce was eight months pregnant. the news was devastating. even more devastating was realizing her son had his eyes and she’d have to be reminded by it every time she looked at him.

but god, if that kid didn’t change everything.

it’s hard, considering her work. she doesn’t like that she’s not around as much as she’d like to be. her son, matty, stays with a friend frequently. he’s over two now, which is crazy. but she sees him every time she manages to go back to her home.

personality

she’s dry. she certainly has a sense of humor it’s just the kind you can’t pick up on right away. 

she’s always cared for fixing up people but never likes to make it seem like she cares that much.

generally lovely but like no hugs thanks hugs are gross.

doesn’t like to flirt or engage much intimately. after her partner died, she kind of rejected the idea of getting involved again.

(but it’s lonely)

wanted plots

annoyance from a field agent. bc they annoy her. 

buddies from biomed or tech or research

past ??? things ??? she was only with that partner for a few months before getting pregnant. maybe 1.5 year

someone(s) who is there for her & her kid

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