V7Ds War

(SPOILER!)
Adewale Adetokunbo (birth name)

23-24 (By Under Pressure)
26-27 (By Under Siege)
28-29 (By Under World)
38-39 (By the epilogue of Under World)
45-46 (By ND10)

240–300 lbs (109–136 kg)

1,88 m (6′2″)

Black

Dreadlocks

Beard, short

Purple

Black

Dark brown

He's built like a tank—broad shoulders, thick arms, and the kind of muscle density you’d see on a competitive powerlifter.

Anyone tipping the scales over 300 pounds and still dodging hits from supernatural creatures like wolves and vampires has definitely earned the title of "acrofatic." It’s obvious he hasn’t lost an ounce of speed or vertical power, even with the extra bulk he’s packed on.

July 20th / 1991

Quincey Harrigan is a member of the V7D and a part of the main cast of Norrington's Desire. He is a former boxer and prizefighter who works as one of the two heavy hitters of the group alongside Miyuki, who he frequently teams up with. He was assigned the codename War.

Quincey is a 24-year-old Sicilian bruiser and the second member to be recruited into V7D. Unlike the rest of the team, he’s got no supernatural abilities—no magic, no enhancements, nothing. Just pure strength, skill, and the kind of brutal efficiency you only get from surviving too many fights.

What he does have is a peak-condition human body, standing at a towering 6 feet tall with the sheer bulk of a strongman—barrel chest, thick arms, built like a damn tank. But don’t let the size fool you; Quincey moves like a fighter, not a brawler. He can kip-up, moonsault, and pull off aerial kicks like enziguris, all while turning whatever’s in arm’s reach into a deadly improvised weapon.

He’s built to hit hard, take hits, and keep coming.

• His last name is a reference to detective Mike Harrigan from Predator 2.




• When he was young, he was often told that he looked a lot like Michael Jackson during the Thriller era.




• He is a big fan of Booker T and Kofi Kingston.

Quincey's physicality is the result of a lifetime of harsh training, proper nutrition, and tactical application. Everything about his body—his strength, endurance, pain threshold—has been earned the hard way. He trained like his life depended on it, because at times, it did. His physical power was built through a strict regimen of powerlifting and strongman-style workouts, forged further by years of backbreaking manual labor that pushed his body to the limit. He ate with purpose, trained with precision, and never let himself slack, turning every part of his life into a tool for improvement.

While Quincey doesn’t have the raw, impossible strength of a supernatural being, he compensates with technique, timing, and an iron will. He won’t overpower a monster by brute force alone, but he can outlast, outthink, and outmaneuver it—and when it comes down to grit, few can match him.

PEAK HUMAN STRENGTH
Threat Level: Moderate (Human-tier, High Risk in Close Quarters)

Quincey’s strength is not an accident of genetics or a brush with the supernatural. It’s the result of a strict regimen tailored for brute efficiency: compound lifts, progressive overload, manual labor, and a diet built around sustainable power. His physique leans into powerlifter proportions—thick torso, massive legs, calloused hands. He doesn’t move like an athlete; he moves like a wrecking ball with intention. Every movement is trained for force delivery and resilience, not elegance.

In a world where demonic entities exist, Quincey’s strength doesn’t redefine what humans can do—it perfects it. He’s what a human becomes when they dedicate their entire life to becoming a physical force of nature, without shortcuts.

Core Capabilities:

Heavy Lifting:
Quincey can lift, drag, or shoulder masses far exceeding the capacity of an average man. In practical terms, this includes hauling engine blocks, moving stone debris, or carrying an unconscious adult across rough terrain without slowing down. His max lift range hovers near the upper echelon of recorded human feats—approx. 700–750 lbs deadlift, with routine work in the 500s.

Impactful Strikes:
His attacks are devastating. A full-body punch or hammer-fist can splinter wood, cave in drywall, and shatter bone on contact. Against armored targets, he aims for vulnerable joints or breaks posture through sheer mass. He doesn’t just hit hard—he hits to end the fight in a single exchange.

Endurance for Power Movements:
Where most heavy lifters peak in short bursts, Quincey has trained to maintain force under strain. Whether pushing stalled vehicles, holding weighty objects in position, or repeatedly swinging a sledgehammer into reinforced surfaces, he doesn’t tire easily. His cardiovascular training is specialized—not to end things quick or finesse, but for sustaining violent, high-effort action over time.

Barrier Destruction:
Quincey’s physical might enables him to treat barriers as temporary. He can shoulder through locked wooden doors, pry open jammed mechanical gates, and create improvised entries in walls by targeting structural weak points. With tools or improvised weapons, his destructive capability increases exponentially—he knows where to hit, and how many times it will take.

PEAK HUMAN ENDURANCE
Threat Level: Moderate (Human-tier, High Risk in Prolonged Engagement)

Quincey’s endurance is not simply a byproduct of cardiovascular fitness—it is a discipline forged under relentless repetition, physical suffering, and an unyielding mindset. His training methods include long-haul labor, cold exposure, sleep deprivation, and forced marches with weight loads. He doesn’t just condition for athletic endurance; he conditions for survival in hostile environments.

In combat, Quincey outlasts opponents. In harsh terrain, he keeps moving when others would collapse. He’s the kind of man who keeps swinging after others drop from exhaustion, not because he’s unaffected—but because he refuses to stop.

And with the kind of teammates he has? That's the least that could be expected from him.

Core Capabilities:

Prolonged Physical Activity:
Quincey can operate at high intensity for hours—running, climbing, brawling, or carrying heavy gear—without significant decline in performance. He’s been known to engage in extended physical confrontations, trekking through dangerous territory for days with minimal rest, maintaining both awareness and combat effectiveness.

Pain Tolerance:
A result of both physiological adaptation and psychological conditioning, Quincey can sustain deep cuts, fractures, and blunt trauma without slowing down. He’s able to "compartmentalize" pain, continuing to function until the job is done, only addressing wounds after the threat has passed.

Sustained Force:
Unlike explosive fighters who burn out quickly, Quincey’s movements remain just as heavy on the hundredth strike as the first. Whether he's battering a reinforced door or trading blows with an opponent, his ability to sustain high-power output is near unshakable.

Mental Fortitude:
He does not panic, and he does not quit. Under duress—whether facing supernatural horrors or navigating isolation and blood loss—Quincey maintains focus. His mind doesn’t break under pressure; it sharpens. Fatigue, fear, and failure are things Nicoletta of course expects him to feel like anyone else, but he knows she doesn’t accept him letting them slow him down.

SPEED AND AGILITY
Threat Level: Low-to-Moderate (Human-tier, Contextual Risk in Close Quarters)

Quincey is not built for speed in the traditional sense—he’s dense, broad, and made for power. But within the tight space of close-quarters combat, he moves with a kind of calculated sharpness. His speed is not reactive flair—it’s trained efficiency. Every step, pivot, and strike is practiced, refined, and stripped of wasted movement. This makes him deceptively fast—not in terms of raw velocity, but in how little time he loses between recognizing an opportunity and acting on it.

In a way, he no longer fights like a boxer, but like a seasoned brawler with surgical timing. He understands angles, reads body language, and exploits small windows with brutal precision.

Core Capabilities:

Efficient Movement:
Quincey doesn’t overextend or flinch. His movements are clean, functional, and grounded in balance. Whether it's closing distance with a step-in punch or slipping past an incoming blow, he makes the most of each motion without showmanship or waste.

Combat Precision:
His strikes land where they’re supposed to—on joints, pressure points, or exposed ribs. He’s trained to predict motion patterns and punish hesitation. He doesn’t rely on overwhelming speed but on choosing exactly when and where to move.

Surprising Reflexes:
Quincey’s reaction time has been sharpened through real-world violence and high-pressure scenarios. He might not beat a trained assassin in a footrace, but he’ll catch a blade mid-swing or intercept a lunge before it closes. His reflexes are more combat-conditioned than biologically gifted.

Tactical Dodging:
Rather than ducking wildly or leaping aside, Quincey shifts weight, pivots, or steps just far enough to make an attack miss. His dodges are designed to preserve his stance and put him in a stronger counter position, not just to avoid harm.

MASTERFUL TECHNIQUE:
Quincey is a technician in the ring and in close-quarters brawls. His fighting style is shaped by years spent sparring, studying fight footage, and absorbing punishment in real-world conflicts. He isn’t just someone who knows boxing—he’s internalized it. His muscle memory is sharp, his situational awareness even sharper.

While other combatants might rely on sheer ferocity or supernatural advantages, Quincey prevails through control: of his body, his space, and the pace of a fight. He’s the type of fighter who can make an opponent feel like they're drowning in pressure while barely throwing a punch—until they make a mistake.

Core Capabilities:

Refined Stances and Footwork:
Quincey’s footwork is deliberate and practiced—shoulder-width stance, hips aligned, heel slightly raised. He knows how to cut angles, maintain a strong base, and close distance without telegraphing intent. His positioning always serves a purpose, allowing him to strike without compromising his balance or exposing his guard.

Punch Combinations:
His combinations are designed not just to damage, but to manipulate. He’ll open with a probing jab to the ribs, follow with a delayed cross to the jaw, then step off-angle to reset before the opponent reacts. His punch selection—hooks, uppercuts, body shots—is chosen based on opponent behavior and spacing, not rote routine.

Reading Opponents:
Quincey has an eye for minute behavioral tells: shifting weight, shoulder drops, breathing patterns. Within seconds, he can gauge a fighter’s rhythm, aggression level, and preferred range. He uses this data to stay just outside danger or lure them into making predictable, punishable moves.

Exploit Weaknesses:
Once Quincey identifies a vulnerability—an exposed liver side, a lazy rear hand, or an overcommitted lunge—he works it methodically. He’s not a flashy finisher; he’s a strategist. He’ll chip away until the opportunity opens for a knockout or a disabling blow.

Defensive Mastery:
His guard is tight and dynamic. He blocks with his forearms, parries with subtle redirections, and slips punches with minimal motion. He doesn’t waste energy flinching—he rolls with impact or lets it glance off padded muscle. Even under pressure, Quincey remains composed, conserving energy while draining his opponent’s morale.

PRACTICAL COMBAT PROFICIENCY
Threat Level: Moderate (Human-tier, Adaptive Threat in Chaotic Environments)

Quincey is a brawler with battlefield intuition—not a soldier, but a survivor of countless messy, unsanctioned fights. His proficiency isn’t academic or ceremonial—it’s ugly, efficient, and lived-in. He fights with the instincts of someone who has seen things fall apart and had to fight his way out. His approach blends traditional skill with improvisation, making him hard to predict and even harder to stop once he has momentum.

His advantage lies not in specialization, but in adaptability—he reads situations, leverages his surroundings, and isn’t above throwing dirt in your eyes if it means walking away intact.

Core Capabilities:

Weapons Proficiency:
While Quincey favors his fists, he’s more than capable with handheld weapons. His knife work is direct and aggressive—close-quarters stabbing, slashing, and disarms. With blunt weapons like bats or pipes, he fights with controlled brutality, maximizing leverage and force. His firearm use is utilitarian: center-mass shots, minimal ammo waste, and close-range engagements.

Environmental Combat
Quincey is no stranger to using his surroundings to his advantage. He uses walls to pin enemies, bar stools to shield or strike, and tight spaces to limit faster opponents’ movement. He’s fought on rooftops, in stairwells, and in rooms with more glass than cover—and he always finds an angle to turn the space in his favor.

Body Conditioning
Quincey’s body has been hardened over time. His core is solid, his jaw can take a hit, and his muscles act as natural armor. He doesn’t shrug off pain, but he absorbs damage with an almost unnatural calm—rolling with blows, tensing at impact, and continuing as if nothing happened. Bruises fade. He keeps going.

Dirty Fighting
There’s no honor in a life-or-death fight—and Quincey never forgets it. He targets the groin, eyes, throat, or knees without hesitation. Headbutts, elbow spikes, biting—if it puts the other guy down faster, it’s fair game. Like the rest of the V7D, he’s trained for clean fights but prepared for dirty ones.

Situational Awareness
In every room, Quincey clocks exits, bottlenecks, and who’s looking for trouble. He reads posture, tone, and group dynamics like a second language. In a fight, he doesn’t just react—he anticipates, adjusting his approach mid-fight to suit the enemy, terrain, or shifting objectives.

LIMITATIONS AND VULNERABILITIES

Quincey’s physical and mental capabilities push the boundaries of human potential, but he remains tethered to the natural limits of his species. His prowess is forged in discipline and grit, not in supernatural gifts or unbreakable resilience. This grounding means that, while formidable among humans and even some enhanced beings, he faces clear vulnerabilities against enemies who transcend mortal bounds.

His effectiveness diminishes sharply when confronted with powers or conditions that exceed his body’s endurance or his mind’s capacity for adaptation. Without magical defenses or enhanced recovery, Quincey must rely on cunning, strategy, and sheer will to bridge the gap—often at great risk.

Core Weaknesses:

No Magic:
Quincey brings no magic to the battlefield. He can’t conjure shields, cast spells, or manipulate energy. Against enemies who wield fire, bend shadows, or heal instantly, he has no countermeasures—only whatever tactics and grit he can muster in the moment. If caught unprepared, he’s vulnerable to forces he fundamentally cannot match in kind.

Limited Durability:
His body, while conditioned, is still flesh and bone. Injuries sustained in combat—broken ribs, concussions, deep cuts—can accumulate and degrade his fighting effectiveness. Unlike foes who can shrug off massive damage or regenerate wounds, Quincey’s resilience is finite.

Superhuman Opponents:
In head-to-head combat with beings that vastly surpass human speed, strength, or reflexes, Quincey quickly hits a ceiling. He can anticipate and adapt, but he can't match a vampire’s burst speed or a demon’s monstrous force. In these fights, he has to play smarter—not harder—or risk being overpowered outright.

Not Fast Enough to Outrun:
Quincey is explosive in close-range bursts, but he’s not built for sustained chases or high-speed escapes. If he’s being hunted or needs to pursue someone with superhuman agility, he's going to fall behind. His powerlifting foundation gives him dominance in tight, grounded spaces—but in wide, fast-moving encounters, he’s at a disadvantage.

Limited to Combat:
His agility training is fight-centric, not geared toward acrobatics or sustained high-speed pursuits. Wall-scaling, sprinting across rooftops, or moving through unstable terrain drains his stamina quickly and puts him at real risk of injury or slipping—especially given his broad, heavy build.

Risk of Overextension:
Quincey’s size and muscle mass give him power but limit finesse. Pushing his agility too far can throw off his balance or slow his reactions—especially when he’s forced to adapt on the fly, like on uneven ground or against erratic opponents.

Vulnerability to Environmental Disadvantages:
Magical or cursed environments favoring supernatural enemies weaken Quincey’s operational effectiveness. Dark, chaotic, or magically distorted arenas can disorient him or amplify his opponents’ powers while offering no tangible benefits to his own skillset.

Relies on Melee Combat:
Quincey’s strength is in engaging foes at close range. Opponents who favor ranged attacks or maintain distance using magic, traps, or hit-and-run tactics can frustrate and exhaust him, denying him the opportunity to leverage his superior technique.

Predictable to Skilled Opponents:
Though adept at reading opponents, Quincey’s own fighting patterns can be analyzed and anticipated by equally or more skilled adversaries, who may exploit his habits or force him into unfavorable exchanges.

Stamina Dependent:
His combat effectiveness hinges on sustained energy and mental focus. Against foes capable of prolonged endurance beyond human limits, Quincey’s power output and reaction time degrade as fatigue sets in, risking critical lapses in defense or offense.

Obafemi Adetokunbo [Grandfather]
Olufemi Adetokunbo [Father]
Assunta Carusso [Mother]
Yoru Norrington [Goddaughter]