PMA: Lucia

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Pokemon Stats

Faction: Unaffiliated
Current Level: 41
Nature: Serious
Moves: FireFang, Smog, Feint Attack, Beat Up

Battle Stats:

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Residence: Constantly on the move, she crashes in various buildings and shelters that fulfill the basic needs until she is ready to move on. Does have a tenancy to fall back on Lumiose between jobs.

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PokeHuman Stats

Occupation: Thief/ Hit-Man

Town of Residence: Lumiose City

Appearance: Dirty work is never an excuse to not look good. Covered in a coat of caramel skin. A sleek and slender body, standing at 5' 8", easily shows muscle build from her years of work. Light brown hair dips down slightly past her shoulders couple a set of uniform bangs that hang above her crimson eyes. Her ears are slightly pointed due to a malfunction in her Dittech device. This defect is also the cause of her still visible, horned, tail that she usually wraps around her waist as a mock belt. Prefers clothing that hugs her body that come in darker colors. 

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 Personals 

Personality: Patient, slick, and observant. Despite being a fire type, Lucia is often perceived as being cold and aloof as she openly avoids most people and finds light chatter irritating. She is incredibly self-reliant, refusing to waste her time or energy in putting her trust in another individual. She is more than confident in her abilities, so much that it penetrates her bones, using her street smarts and speed to outrun and defeat her enemies.

If one does manage to become close with her, the girl does have a somewhat softer side while maintaining her indifference. Lucia will guard those she has seemed worthy with her life. Beware, as misplacing her trust will lead to immediate regret as she can be as cruel and relentless as a hail storm. 

History: Born into a clan of Houndoom and Houndour, Lucia was raised in the mountains of Kalos. With her family and clan-mates she learned the secrets to a stealthy hunt and the quick kill. Life was simple and peaceful, and as a young Houndour, Lucia would spy on the town at the base of her mountain. It was here in the town that she learned what humans were like and how they interacted with each other.

One night as she returned from her daily spy-time, Lucia was confronted by one of the local trainers who had become determined to catch her. Fleeing from her pursuer, the Pokemon ran up the mountain in hopes that her clan, or parents, would hear her cries but to no avail. The trainer's Pokemon knocked her into one of the many rivers and she was swept away by its current. The next thing she remembered was waking up just outside of Lumiose City.

The city was huge and strange. She kept to the alleyways and back streets of the city, hiding from human and Pokemon alike, lost in a cold, new, and unfamiliar place. At first she managed to live off whatever had been thrown out. Scavenging quickly escalated to stealing; causing chaos in Lumiose's restaurants in order to grab a meal. Somewhat of a bounty was placed on the capture of this little thief and, soon, local trainers began to search for her. They would try to corner her or lure her out, but she would always manage to outrun them.

As years passed; she grew in speed and cunning, preferring to outsmart her foes in order to take them out rather than beat them senseless. Trainers began to back off as the death rates of their Pokemon climbed if they came face to face with the Hell Hound. With this new freedom, Lucia had now begun to use her skills no longer to survive, but to live. She began to make deals with other city Pokemon who would give her gifts in return for taking out of their foes or tracking down items. It was not until she had evolved into a Houndoom, that one of her clients spun her the tales of the infamous Dittech that could be hers after one last job.

Dittech now in her possession, Lucia could now walk the streets freely as a human without suspicion while continuing her work as a Pokemon. Even now, a whole new breed of clientele had become available to her. She would steal corporate secrets for big businesses, grand theft in the great museums, the world was her oyster.

As a seasoned thief, she now only takes particular jobs that peak her interests and spends the rest of her time as an observer. 


Extras:

Works at night, daylight activities are incredibly rare but it is common to see her at sunset
Growls when threatened in her human form
While she does roam, she returns to her base in Lumiose from time to time
For protection's sake, she refers to herself as Jack when in public
As she is a fire type, she tends to be very warm and constantly emanates steam in the winter
Chain smoker and enjoys blowing smoke rings
Dislikes large bodies of water and can be fairly cautious around Water Types

Relationships: 

Geary: Partner in crime who works behind the scenes.
Roxana: Troublesome, but amusing, woman. Usually ends up modeling clothes for her after persuasion.


Voice: Amy Lee www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTLzWG…

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Makoto: Several days after the accident and he was still laying in the same spot he had when he first arrived home. His arms and legs were constantly aching and it hurt to breathe, but he was alive. The phone on the table rang out, alerting him of the sms, but the idea of moving was unbearable so he let it ring. Whoever it was, they could wait...unless it was important. His legs and chest screamed at him as he slowly sat himself up and trudged over to his phone and flipped open the case. “Shit.” he mumbled under his breath. Atsuko was probably already on her way over and he knew if she saw him like this she’d throw a fit. A long sleeved shirt was able to hide the majority of his injuries, but the bandages that continued onto his hands and neck were clearly visible. Not to mention the cuts on his face. Maybe he could just slip the notebook out and she wouldn’t notice.

    @grammasweaters Ok...I’m under the weather so don’t be surprised if I look bad.

There. At least he warned her.

The dog that had followed him home that day was resting by the couch but had kept her eyes open to watch him. Since that day she hadn’t left his side.