First, do no harm. Lucas lives his whole life by this philosophy, whether it be in his professional or personal life. He’s honest, kind, funny, friendly, sometimes silly, and does all he can to make sure the people around him are happy. The worst thing he could ever do is betray a friend or make an enemy; knowing someone is angry with him would be intolerable for him, and whether or not the slight was his fault, he’d do everything he possibly could to make it right.
Helping others is in his nature, even something as simple as holding open a door for a neighbour or sparing a cup of sugar, though he will bend over backwards for someone else who needs a huge helping hand without a second thought. He’s the guy you call at 3am to pick you up from a party ‘cause you’re drunk, or look after your cat while you’re out of town or pick you up from the garage when your car is in the shop. He’s just a nice guy doing all the nice things expecting none of those things in return, even though on the inside all he really wants is someone to take care of him once in a while.
Lucas is incredibly easy-going in his personal life, taking things as they come, rolling with the punches and trying not to take himself too seriously. He loves to date, but is terrible at commitment, though not for lack of trying. He excels at the ‘guy friend’ role, so much so that he has been referred to as the ‘gay friend’ more than once, even though he himself identifies as quite straight, thank you very much. His non-threatening demeanor puts girls so much at ease that they couldn’t possibly think of him ‘in that way’ because he’s ‘just such a cool guy. You’re like a brother or a best friend…’
Lucas was born to Marc and Jennifer Peters, a young couple from Oregon who were married eight months before he was born. They had met just six months before getting pregnant, and so didn’t know each other as well as they should have. Still, they were in love, and the baby brought joy to their lives, and for a while everything seemed to be falling into place for them.
Jennifer was a nurse, though when Lucas was born she stayed home with him for the first year, suffering crippling bouts of post-partum depression and infant attachment issues in silence. Marc was a business executive who spent a lot of time at work, and a lot of the rest of the time out with work friends, leaving Jennifer home alone with the baby.
Fights would break out over his distance, over the divisions of housework and baby time, and Jennifer would accuse Marc of not caring, of not loving her, of not loving Lucas. He genuinely did love both of them, but he loved his previous lifestyle even more and just couldn’t let go of it for his new family life. When Lucas turned two Jennifer had finally had enough of her emotional and physical abandonment and she filed for divorce. Despite the shock, Marc signed the papers without protest and let her go, leaving him with sole custody of their toddler and no idea how to care for him.
Lucas has no memory of his mother; there are precious few pictures of her left, and he has never had contact with her or her family since she left. All he ever knew was his father, who was as sparing with his affection for his son as he was with his wife. It didn’t stop Lucas from trying to earn it though, bringing home medals and ribbons and awards from school for everything from spelling bees to sports competitions. Nothing seemed to be good enough to break through his father’s apathy, but it didn’t stop him from trying.
In high school Lucas took a wide variety of subjects, mastering prose and poetry in English class, taking up the guitar in music class, painting and sculpting in art class, signing up for track and field and archery in phys ed, even starting to take an interest in biology and the sciences.
It was in track and field when he met Percy [Hermes]. They were the same age and hated the same things, so they ended up hanging out every time they had class together. It grated on Lucas that Percy was so much better and faster than him, but he stuck it out until the end of the year, by which time he and Percy had become friends.
They would hang out after school, smoke weed and chase girls and get in trouble, though most of the troublemaking was instigated by Percy. Lucas was the conscience that Percy didn’t seem to have, and ended up talking his friend out of more mischief than they actually got into, though there was still a fair amount of drug use, petty theft and vandalism that sometimes conflicted with Lucas’ own morality. He went along with it though, because they were friends and because it was the first truly stable relationship he’d ever had in his life he didn’t want to do anything to jeopardise it.
But of course, High School came to an end and college loomed. Lucas jumped right into a Bachelor of Arts program, giving himself time to figure out what he wanted to do. During this time he hooked up with a couple of other students in his program and they formed a blues band ‘Gold Stars’, where he played guitar and his friend [Artemis] was the lead singer. They were good friends, and hung out together a lot, but never once did either of them try to make a move on the other. One night while hanging out listening to Simon and Garfunkle she turned to him and said ‘you’re just like a brother’, and rather than hurt him, the comment made him happy.
By the end of his first year Lucas had firmly decided on medicine as his field, and so switched focus away from art to the sciences. He still kept in touch with [Artemis], though they saw each other less and less after the band broke up when they all earned their papers. After earning his bachelor he went on to medical school. He had to move away during his residency, which meant leaving both Percy and [Artemis] behind, though he still kept in touch with them long-distance.
After receiving his licence he was hired in the hospital clinic, with regular rotations in the ER. He soon earned a reputation among his peers of being able to correctly diagnose almost anyone after just brief interactions, something his friends thought was some kind of parlor trick, but that he thought was a perfectly normal part of medicine. He’d meet people and instantly know what was wrong, even if they themselves didn’t know. He’d see someone for the flu and call for an x-ray, only to find out that they had an old injury that was continuing to cause pain and damage to their spine. A broken arm would turn into treatment for depression; a car accident would lead to a cancer diagnosis. Soon other doctors were asking him to see their patients for a second opinion, and patients would get his name from friends so he could sniff out what other doctors couldn’t.
Recently, he was offered a job as head of the diagnostic medicine department at LA County Hospital, putting his talent for diagnosing difficult patients to good use. He still likes to do time in the clinic and the ER though, because of his desire to help as many people as he can, and so will take evening and weekend shifts whenever he has the time.
Because of the new job, he had to relocate to California, and found himself an apartment worthy of his status in the newly opened Pax Letale.
Lucas and Percy will pick up their friendship where they left off, although Lucas has mellowed out some since their high school and college days. Other friends would also be shiny, ‘cause like everyone else he’s new in town.
His life is his work right now, and he’s notoriously bad at relationships with females, being more often than not cast by them as ‘good friend’ than ‘boyfriend’ material. Still, if you’re into a comfortable platonic relationship that can eventually develop into actual love, and have a ton of patience, then have fun!
Partial: As the sun god, his skin will take on a constantly tanned look, especially while using his Oracle powers.
Full: In addition to the constant tan, his physique will become a little more muscular, more befitting that of a god. He will also constantly emit a slight golden glow, and will have the ability to call the caduceus staff at will (the staff enhances his oracle ability).
Ability/Powers: Oracle. Lucas always seems to know things he shouldn’t, whether it’s about people when he first meets them or about a patient’s medical condition before even opening their file. He’s such a good doctor because he almost always seems to miraculously diagnose them correctly after a brief conversation, and he’s a good friend because he always strangely seems to know just what the other person needs when they need it.