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    Vani blinks open his eyes, soon closing them and rolling over on his side and covering his eyes with his hands. The blinding white of a hospital room still hurt his eyes first thing in the morning. Even after so many times waking up in the hospital. It took a few times till her finally could keep his eyes open. Bags hung around his eyes no matter how healthy or how much sleep he had. He sat up and rubbed his cheeks and eyes before wincing slightly as he toughed a tender spot on his cheek. Looking around for anything to use as a mirror and finally finding a metal pole that had a shiny, reflected surface. As he guessed there was a large bruise on his right cheek, then a bandage over his left jaw. Sighing a bit and stretching before a nurse came in. The customary things went about 'Are you feeling good, are you hungry, ect'. Finally he made his way down to the patient sitting area, he spent as much time as he could here as It was not so white, and it was not so silent as his lone hospital bed.

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    Vincent "Vani" Bishop

    21

    Born Male, looks more Feminine

    Shy, Somewhat emotionally dead at times, Cute, Loves Strawberrys

    Vani was never far from Georgia, he seemed to always be her shadow. As was the case for now, as Georgia was feeling about the pedals of her favorite flower. As he sat chris-cross with a box of strawberry in his lap. "Did you always have a love for Roses?" he called out after swallowing a strawberry, then putting the stem and leafs in a small bag he had specifically for them. He looked her over for a moment before looking down to his knee where he has a new bruise. Such was not uncommon, as he bruised terribly easy, but that never stopped him from adventuring around with Georgia.

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    Vincent "Vani" Bishop

    Age: 18
    Personality: Quite, Kind, can be seen as a bit emotionally dead at times, self destructive (Does not sleep much, rather laze about than go for a run)
    Family: Clearly the King and Queen. Elder Sister is the Princess.
    Looks: Black hair, soft blue eyes. More of a thin and 'girly' form to him.


    Think you can start? It would be right after the news comes out that the Prince has run off.


    It looks fine, you don't need to worry <3


    Vani was the beloved prince of the kingdom. He was not the most many, nor the most charming prince ever. Though he was rather cute. This quickly brought attention to him from other kingdoms looking to find a partner for whatever reason. This was nice, if the princess he was to wed was one he liked.

    As almost every case, it was not one he liked. Though because there power in a weaker area of the kingdom his parents ruled, it was the best fit. He was told he was to wed her next month, and he had not even seen the girl other than of paintings. He did not like how she sounded personality wise, and she was a bit... brutish in his mind.


    Thus, a week or so after the news came that the wedding was planned a ready to happen, the Prince ran off! He had planned this all out. He was to take his horse to the woods and stay there for a bit. Though in his rush, he forgot to pack food. He pushed himself as far as he could till the pain in his thus far, never empty belly was to great. He silently slipped into the outskirts of town and tugged the hood up he had, and knocked on a door. He wore cloths more fitting a rider than a prince, and his face was dirty from the ride. He even had a few scratches and bruises from stubbing around the woods.

    The prince looked up, though not directly into the womans eyes. Attempting to keep his face hidden from her. Still not sure if she would call the guards in hopes of a reward for returning the prince. He offer a slight smile though, his teeth where to white and clean to be a normal traveler.

    "I only wish food and water miss..." he then looked himself over, attempting to mask his voice (though utterly failing at it). "Then... a quick wash would be most loved. Thank you kind miss" the prince said in that totally fake voice, even a kid could tell that it was no the persons true voice.

    The boy frowns a bit but nods and clears his throat. "Sorry..." he said in a timid voice. The voice was of the prince, though it was not all that uncommon to find people with similar voices. He slipped into the house behind her and closed the door if she did not. Though he did sneak a peak around the area to check if any guards or family was around. Confirming there was not he closed the door and went over to the bucket as instructed.

    He sat down on a stool and rolled his sleeves up and started to wash his hands first. Focusing on getting it over with quickly so he could be off. The faster he was gone, the better chance he had of getting away. Looking up at her for a moment as she introduces herself. Offering a smile to her. "Im..." he took a pause "Vani" he said. The nickname was only really used by his few close friends in the castle, so it would be a stretch for her to know, or so he though. It so happed that one of the friends was Ana's Grandmother.

    With his hands clean, he then washes his face a bit, but keeps the hood up for now. "Thank you miss Ana for all your help. It means a great deal" he said with a very kind voice. One of true thanks.

    The prince visibly tensed at the connection. How did she know, was she going to turn him in, was he going to really have to marry that woman? His mind raced. He calmed himself with a shaking breath before looking finally at the woman in the eye and nodding "I am... but, just not so loud. Please?" he asked and watched the woman change out the meal. He then felt bad and shook his head "The bread is fine... I just need something to keep me till the next town" he said softly and pushed back the hood. He was still looking quite like the woman, both of them being dirty.


    He oped a small leather bag he had brought with him, and from inside pulled out a leather pouch. The sound of coin quickly came. He offered the rather nice bag of coin to the woman. A small sum for him, but easily a heavy amount for a commoner "For your trouble and... if its not to much to ask, a sealed lip?" he asked with a timid but cute smile. There was one bruise on the boy that could easily be see now, a rather nice black and blue one over his left cheek, in the middle was a freshly scabbed cut. If no one knew who he ones and just looked at him, he would look much like a commoner.

    The prince quickly frowns as she practically forces him to eat the meal he knew as for her and whatever family she had. As she retreated into the other room he slumps a bit and almost sadly eats the food in front of him. Once done he cleans up after himself and peeks out one of the windows for anyone coming. Still no one... he sighed and just slumped on the seat he had when eating. This woman was far to kind... and he just wanted to help her. Prince or not, he wanted to help. Since he was, at heart, a very kind young man.

    He started to run though almost a million different things in his head of how to help her and any family that lived with her and any family member with her. He could not stay, he would not put that weight on her and anyone else. His plan was to run off, far far away and just find a quiet town to live in. He had the coin to do so, then some to pay the people along the way that helped him. He even had a wonderful horse in the woods that was both a race and work horse and planned to rent her out for work. He just needed to think of a way to help her.

    The princes was half asleep, the day of riding and climbing though forestshad really taken a tole on him. Slumped in a ball leaning on the door. He tensed and jumped up as he heard the woman come in. It took him a few moments till he understood what was happening. He looked around and found a widow to the back.

    The boy nearly flew out of it in such a rush! Luckily there were furns and such to dapper his fall and the sound. He then layed himself down and tugged plants and such over his body to hide best he could. Clearly he was not good at hiding eather, but it was the best he could think of in the rush of the moment.

    Vani, who was still a messy hair, bruised and banged person glanced about the room for a second. He easily could be mistaken as a girl because of his frame. He saw the person smile at him, and quickly returned it. He though of just sitting down and relaxing, but the person that smiled at him was rather attractive. Thus, he slipped over and sat down semi next to them. This took quite a bit from Vani, as he never was one to approach people. The next took even more, he looked over and offered a second smile and said in that soft and semi-girly voice "Hey... Im Vani".

    The boy had pressed himself to the house and away from the widow an alright bit and had covered all his small body. Thanks to the browns and greens of his cloths he blended in quite a bit. He was a silent as a mouse for the moments he saw the guard by the window. Holding as still as a deer in the head lights.