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𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

→ IN CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Lucinda Kingsman

Nicknames: Luc, Carver, Ghost, Snipe, Cin & Kingie 

Character Age: Twenty Nine

Gender: Female.

Occupation: Bar Owner & Assassin

Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.

Affiliation: The Cranes

Trigger warnings below: Serial killer, assassination, body mutilation, murder, violence, arranged marriage, parental death,

+ Intelligent, Precocious, Logical & Adaptable 

- Snarky, Emotionally-Void, Untrustworthy & Sly

→ BIOGRAPHY

Lucinda Kingsman was that of a princess. Known to those around her as the woman who got everything she wanted but still sat upon her throne made by her late father. Born into a family that was what others would distinguish as one of the deadliest that ran through her hometown; Hudson, New Jersey.

Lucinda from the get go in her life was a woman who was very much the child that every mother hoped their child would not befriend. Known for being a brat who was spoilt and always got her own way never sat right with those around her. But of course with the name that her family had made for themselves meant that they let them run a riot without ever really disciplining the child. No one could pin anything on the family but those around knew that the business they were in was no where near legal. But the cops were in their pockets making their lives easier.

As a small child Lucinda had a love for carved wooden objects such as animals, people, dolls houses and anything that she could use around her room or the masses of land that the Kingsman family owned. So much so that her family allowed her to start attending classes within their household where she learnt how to make them herself; a possible new side business from their own child if they harnessed it correctly.

Throughout the years as she slowly grew from a child into a young woman and the family saw a change that they loved. She was a true Kingsman, loyal and family orientated. So much so that eventually she started working for her parents; it was the inevitable and she had longed for the day that she’d make her family proud by bringing in business and money for them. It was in her to be part of their lifestyle; she’d always wanted it. A true serial killer’s daughter, made of crooked money and dodgy deals.

Loyalty ran so deep through her that it would possibly bring her early demise; she would happily die for anyone within her family. But outside of that she held no allegiance to anyone, she did not believe in the need for human companionship outside of her circle.

It would be no shock to those who knew her well enough to know that there was something dark that ran through the petite dark haired girl. A narcissist with little to no emotion towards other people that came into her life. She saw people as dispensable and for her own personal use until she could dispose of them.

Blood lust also ran strong through her from the small age of fifteen; her favourite weapon a knife. Carving wood had gone and turned into the soft skin of people. The love to watch them squirm, the screams and begs to be set free. It was like she’d gotten a taste of evil and took as much of it as she could and created a monster; herself. People knew there was something off about the way she was with people. She began to delve deeper as she would kill people for fun, torture with just a knife changed, she would find ways to watch people die; even so much so delving into places like the dark web to cure her desires.

Some simply put it down the fact that she was spoilt and her family had done so in a way that meant she didn’t act normal, it was like she thought she could walk on water. But that was not it; there was a need to kill that scared some people around her that knew of her murderous tendencies.

Aged Nineteen was when the family broke the news to her; they had arranged for her to date a man of the families choice; they wanted her to do this so they could land a good deal for the business in trading; assassination. It was like someone had told her they were taking a child’s play things away, a full blown tantrum was thrown by Lucinda as realisation hit her that she was simply a business deal. Although treated to everything she wanted through life, there were things even she had to do that she hated more than anything. So she agreed.  

When agreeing Lucinda has felt a little out of sorts; having to spend time with someone she could really care less about and she is pretty sure they don’t even like her either. It was family business after all; he was in the same boat. Family dinners were awkward but she had one person in her life that made everything better. His name was Jameson and although she never romantically liked him, she did grow to like him as a person. 

It was a shame she didn’t have more time to get to know him. 

But that didn’t prepare her for the murder of her parents. A job gone grown tore her world apart in seconds, and if Lucinda knew anything it was that if she didn’t get out of here she’d be the lose end they were tying up. So she ran. And she kept running until she set foot in one of the best places she could ever have imagined to re-start her life.

Las Vegas, Nevada.

It was here that she met Tobias and Salem and maybe, just maybe her life was going to get better than it had been before. Maybe, by working for these they’d offer her security and show her exactly what she could have more than what she didn’t have.

It was that moment that Lucinda became a Crane. 

→ PERSONALITY SUMMARY

Throughout the years Lucinda has maintained her sassiness, insensitivity, independence, pride, selfishness, and sense of self-preservation. Lucinda was an extraordinarily beautiful and seductive young woman: she had an oval face with fine bone structure, a wealth of brown curly hair, and almond-shaped, deep woodland hazel eyes with thick dark lash

Lucinda is someone who rarely manages to find people she likes unless its for her own personal gain. With little to no qualities except for her vast intelligence and ability to become a chameleon in her surroundings, she was the perfect imitator. With a mind like silver she remembers pretty much everything she hears or sees, and uses it to aid her with her jobs. But there are a few people she does consider to be worthy. Lucinda is someone however who does dream of more for her life, there are times she wishes; but they’re fleeting.