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Name: Allen* Cormire

Age: 26

Height: 6ft

Weight: 150lb

Position: Seme

 

Appearance: Dark gold hair and maroon brown eyes. He's tall and very muscular although it does not show over his clothes. Often seen wearing a black suit and shades. Likes to wear long pants and soft shirts for casual.

 

Biography: At age 16 Allen ran away from home in America and moved with an old friend. He struggled through college and financial stability but managed to finish school 2 years before he was due. Soon after he joined embassy of Genova and soon was promoted to the Secret Service due to his intelligence, skills and leadership status. Since then he's been living a steady life as the head of the S.S service.

 

Personality: Very reserved with can be an open book with friends. Has a great sense of honor. Tends to be harder on himself because he does not see the potential in the things he does. Very intelligent and quiet.

 

Interest/Dislikes: Allen is a romantic of books and has a large collection in his living room, he enjoys cooking and exercise. Loves spicy foods and chocolate; fanatic of long range guns. Dislikes, dishonest people and those tainting his path

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is no such thing as a perfect crime, no such thing as a perfect anything. Period. Although everyone on the S.S team knew this no one dared speak of how they had been so perfectly fooled.

"Who is responsible for this" he asks his voice with a slight edge.

"We don't know sir"

 

All around them stood thousand and thousand of dead bodies, variety included, women, children....did he have to continue?

The sigh was repulsive and almost breath taking, for who could pull this off so perfectly that no one even noticed.

 

"Sir he's here" whispered his lieutenant. From a distance a helicopter could be heard and suddenly the chip in his ear went off.

 

"What do I tell the king Allen" called the voice.

 

"Inform him of *pause* a code red. Terrorist on the field.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Name: Vincent Tekkie

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 140 lbs

Position: Uke

Occupation: Student, Fake prince

Major: Law

 

Appearance:

-Dark golden hair

-Green eyes

-Thin, but slightly muscular build

-Often wears a scarf, simple shirt, and jeans

 

Bio: Vincent grew up a simple average, middle class life. He was always helping out his father who was a famous politician and learned everything about politics that way. He worked hard and got excellent grades in hopes to become a police officer. He grew up a very average person, the only thing that was beyond average were his grades, and his looks. Vincent always was very popular.

 

Personality: Happy and outgoing for the most part. He learned how to fake smile and make it convincing. He was for the most part very lonely because people only surrounded him because they thought he looked good and that he had a famous father. Vincent wanted to focus more on his school work but he never turned down a person who wanted to talk and made the best of every situation.

 


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A teen with the interest of becoming a police officer, sat in his class at college listening to the teacher. Most students thought this was a lecture and since the teacher told them they only really had to be in class on the days of tests, no one really came to this class. The small handful that did were never bored and were always listening to the teacher's funny stories and joking back at him. He was an Ex police officer with quite the funny and horrid stories to tell between his lessons. He was a personable man.

 

The teen sat in the front of this class, and only this class, because of how much he loved the teacher and luckily it was the only class of the day so he was typically in a good mood on these days. When the class ended, Vincent thanked his professor and headed out. A group of guys asked if he wanted to grab lunch but the male denied and continued walking. He nearly got to his dorm when a group of girls asked the same thing. He denied again and walked in to head up to his room. The male had a paper do in 3 days time and wanted to get started on it since a great idea for a topic just came to his head.

 

Vincent went up to his room where his roommate was out like usually and he sat on his bed with his laptop on him. He opened up a document and began organizing his ideas onto the paper.

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Name: Vincent Tekkie

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 140 lbs

Position: Uke

Occupation: Student, Fake prince

Major: Law

 

Appearance:

-Dark golden hair

-Green eyes

-Thin, but slightly muscular build

-Often wears a scarf, simple shirt, and jeans

 

Bio: Vincent grew up a simple average, middle class life. He was always helping out his father who was a famous politician and learned everything about politics that way. He worked hard and got excellent grades in hopes to become a police officer. He grew up a very average person, the only thing that was beyond average were his grades, and his looks. Vincent always was very popular.

 

Personality: Happy and outgoing for the most part. He learned how to fake smile and make it convincing. He was for the most part very lonely because people only surrounded him because they thought he looked good and that he had a famous father. Vincent wanted to focus more on his school work but he never turned down a person who wanted to talk and made the best of every situation.

 


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A teen with the interest of becoming a police officer, sat in his class at college listening to the teacher. Most students thought this was a lecture and since the teacher told them they only really had to be in class on the days of tests, no one really came to this class. The small handful that did were never bored and were always listening to the teacher's funny stories and joking back at him. He was an Ex police officer with quite the funny and horrid stories to tell between his lessons. He was a personable man.

 

The teen sat in the front of this class, and only this class, because of how much he loved the teacher and luckily it was the only class of the day so he was typically in a good mood on these days. When the class ended, Vincent thanked his professor and headed out. A group of guys asked if he wanted to grab lunch but the male denied and continued walking. He nearly got to his dorm when a group of girls asked the same thing. He denied again and walked in to head up to his room. The male had a paper do in 3 days time and wanted to get started on it since a great idea for a topic just came to his head.

 

Vincent went up to his room where his roommate was out like usually and he sat on his bed with his laptop on him. He opened up a document and began organizing his ideas onto the paper.

 

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The conference room, like always, was cold and dark. The large windows to the left were always covered with a large curtain made of silk. At times Allen had wondered to himself why anyone would bother to have a window if it was always closed. His attention was brought back when the doors to the room snapped open creating a large echo.

 

The older King and his son, Prince Edward, made their way into the room and sat across from where he stood. The were the two royals were was a nicely decorated rococo that matched far to perfectly with the status.

Next to him stood Roy and Thomas, his first and second lieutenant; who had been called by Allen to attend the meeting.

 

"Here is the plan" a maroon folder was slid across the table to Allen "Due to the constant terrorist attacks, and the threats they present to my son, the royal family had organized a...*coughs* replacement part"

 

"Excuse me my lord I don't quite understand" asks Allen as he looks from the now open folder back to the King.

"Just as my father said" answers Edward, his voice ringing nicely through Allen's head "Someone will take my place"

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The folder contained all the information of a young man named Vincent Tekkie. From anyone's point of view the guy was, so normal is was scary, but his face was worth a million dollars. As Allen watched Vincent's picture he bushed, for he wasn't really looking at Mr. Tekkie but at the Prince.

Both boys had such a similar feature their could be twins.

 

"Are you ready" calls Roy to Thomas from the car seat snapping Allen from his thoughts.

 

The plan was to easily kidnap Tekkie without making it look like so, everything when it came to school and home was in order; all that was needed was the boy. Once they had the kid they were to fly a whole world away to Genova and explain the situation.

 

"make sure you're not seen, we don't want a political problem" murmurs Allen as he places the picture in his pocket. Thoma's exited the car and soon after Allen drove away.

 

"I'm in position" called Thomas his ear chip which connected to the cars audio

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After writing out a rough draft and a page for jumbled thoughts, Vincent stretched backwards a bit and felt his stomach growl. He finally closed his laptop and placed it to the side before he got up to head off for dinner. The teen had skipped lunch like he usually did but now it was getting darker and he had to get the the food common before the sun was completely beyond the horizon. He gathered the things he'd need for getting food and turned to leave.

 

Vincent yawned a little and figured he should probably go to bed early. He was going to call his family tonight but figured he could always do that tomorrow and for today he could rest up. Vincent also had to get his computer back on it's cord to charge again before he were to leave. He turned the lights out figuring his roommate may not even be back at all that night. He was always out drinking and hanging at his girlfriend's dorm but that was perfectly fine with Vincent because his roommate always reeked of alcohol and snored so loudly the room actually rattled a bit. Vincent could never sleep when he was around.

 

The teen walked out of his room and down the 4 flights of stairs to leave the building. The male walked out unaware of anything that was being planned for him. He always had his guard up when he was walking alone at night but wasn't like he could predict the future.

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Casually Thomas followed Vincent, his eyes down on the phone as if he were texting like any other person.

 

The boy only walked inches in in front of him "Target in view" he whispers reporting to Allen who was parked a few blocks ahead. He knew, without seeing, the Roy and Allen were watching him because he could hear the snickering and comments of Roy about the clothing he had picked.

 

As Vincent makes a turn he follows and then smiles as he realizes this was the perfect place.

"Alright go"

 

He tells the others to get into position, up ahead Roy would be hiding in some bush ready to attack Vincent when he passed by.

 

"Careful with your childish plans was the last thing he heard Allen say before Roy jumped at Vincent

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Vincent felt strangely; it wasn't that late but for someone to be following so close behind him, he thought it weird. Vincent even quickened his pace a little and turned quickly to try and get to the common a little quicker. he was now already on high alert so the moment someone tried to jump at him, Vincent was able to turn and catch the side of the jumper's face with a hammer fist. It was a move that could stun someone for just a few seconds and because it was to the side of the face, it forced his head a different direction where the body had to follow.

 

Vincent sprinted forward aiming for the common as quickly as possible. He saw a car in his path but it was parked and Vincent just figured it was some stupid freshman that really needed to learn how the school worked. The teen sprinted with everything he had at the doors wanting to get in a "Students Only" zone with lots of people as fast as possible. Vincent had to veer a little to get around the front of the car before he could actually get to the door.

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Roy flew! Literaly and that was the only word Allen could describe it. He east he'd in humor as his lieutenants failed badly, and quickly his humor was gone.

"Alright time to work" his engine turned on and soin he found himself driving to were the commotion was. He watches as the boy ran after punishing Roy some distance away Thomas was catching up.

 

"I'm okay" he heard Roy say through the radio. The car came to a stop emediatly as he saw Vincent jump another a few seconds ahead. Quickly he realizing how close they were to public.

 

"Stop" screamed Allen into the chip and called the other males back

 

Once in the car he handed Roy a pack of ice "now it's my plan" he tells the other

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Vincent rushed into the building breathing heavily. His heart was racing and he looked back for a moment but he couldn't focus his eyes at all. The male leaned against the far wall and tried to catch his breath. After a couple minutes he walked over to go into the dining area. He showed his School ID to be let in and he found a nice quiet place to sit on his own. The teen had no idea what just happened. Everything felt like a blur already and all he knew was he struck someone jumping at him, and that he was stuck running for, possibly, his life.

 

When Vincent had finally calmed down nearly an hour later, he got up to go get himself food. He had a small piece of pizza and a drink. He wasn't as hungry any more because of what happened and the teen felt like he was going to throw up. He calmed down and ate the pizza because he knew he needed the fuel and he just drank a water. The male ate as slowly as he could trying to take as long as he could, the last thing he wanted was for someone to wait a little while and grab him on his way back. The common was going to close down a few hours later so Vincent had to get up and he began mapping out the fastest route to his dorm.

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From the from window Allen stared at the boy with Edwards face.

the best plan now was to safely let the boy return to campus and then get him while he sleeped which had been his plan since the beginning.

 

"Sorry Allen" the others had said but in general it had been to funny to see his guys get punched like that.

 

The night sky grew with stars and the warm breeze would be felt from the lowered window. And soon after Vincent was walking again but this time they didn't move only watched as he got away

 

 

The campus was slightly dark with a few lights adorning some spots. Allen, now fully dressed in black, followed the map to where Vincents dormitory was. The whole plan was a bit sketchy but Allen was confident the boy would not get away. His lieutenants were a thing but a simple hit would not take him down therefore Vincent would not be so lucky again.

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Vincent slowly made his way out of the common but he sprinted back to his dorm as quickly as possible. He made it back gasping for air and he slowly stumbled over to the elevator. He usually took the stairs but after that double run, he was not going to climb 4 flights of stairs. The male was still on edge and stood in the elevator irritably. The moment it stopped, he hurried off to his room trying to still catch his breath. Vincent walked into his dark room and didn't bother turning the light on. He simply moved around and felt for his clothes and changed before climbing into bed.

 

After what had happened, the teen didn't believe he was going to fall back to sleep. After an hour, he couldn't stay awake. Vincent was tired enough before hand so he did manage to fall asleep but it was a very light and jumpy rest. The male hid himself under his covers and slept wishing he'd stayed awake.

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From the shadows of the far away room Allen watched the boy move through. He had just managed to run in and hide in time before the boy stepped inside.

In a way he was almost far too lucky that the lights had not been turned on. Allen held his agitated breath from running, his eyes steady in the figure not once waving away.

 

The boys lays on the bed and covers himself with the blankets appearing asleep after sometime. Allen stood there for some time simply watching and waiting for his moment. At 1 am he began to come towards the boy, in his pocket he had a large cloth covered in chloroform in case the boy fought back.

 

Steadily he began to move, his step silent from all the training, his dark clothing providing for a better camouflage. His hand runs over the body creations an outline but not truly making contact until he finds the boys hand. Quickly his gloved hand wraps around the boys wrist and he pulls at it lifting some of the body from the bed.

 

"Tekkie Vincent" he said his face coming closer to the boys now fully awake one "you're coming with me"

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Vincent did wake the moment his wrist was grabbed and he stared at the other, despite barely being able to see him. At first, everything felt like a weird prank but then, when Allen said Vincent was suppose to go with him, the teen freaked out and he attempted to get away. He tried to leap back and get his wrist free but there also was very minimal room with the wall being right behind him.

 

"Let go of me!" Vincent wanted to now be as loud as he could in hopes to wake someone and force them into his room. He practically screamed bloody murder and kicked his feet at Allen to try and get free. How did this guy even get into Vincent's room?! That was a question he arely had time to ask.

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One of the kicks brushed by Allens rib and he had found himself, once again, with enough luck to dodge the full hit. The screams of the boy were loud enough to awake anyone if they slept lightly. The door of the room slammed open.

"Allen we have to go" said Roy slightly agitated the punch mark now slightly visible.

"Stand down Lieutenant everything's under control" said Allen as he pulled the cloth from his pocket and placed it over Vincents nose.

 

"Good Night Prince" whispered Allen into the boys ear with a light chuckled. His pun has been played at the perfect time. The body went limp soon after and the larger man hugged it closely to himself as he strolled out of the door closing the door behind.

Roy smiled slightly at his boss but did not say anything.

 

Once in the car Thomas drove them to the private airport where their jet awaited. Allens arm was placed around Vincent keeping the boy close to him.

In the dark one could almost miss the way Allen stared at the replica of Prince Edward and a small blush spread through his face. His heart beating madly as he felt the others heat.

 

'Stupid' he mocked himself 'he's not edward'

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Vincent's eyes whipped almost too quickly towards the door when it burst open. He paused in screaming for just the moment but he quickly resumed just as the cloth covered over his airway. The moment he caught the scent, Vincent went even quieter and could just hear Allen's words before he slipped unconscious. Prince? The word rolled across his brain just before he passed out.

 

Vincent was completely unaware of anything happening around him but he was able to sense the warmth bleeding into him, comforting him. The teen slept peacefully and ignorantly as the car rolled closer to a world he knew nothing about. Simple and average memories about his caring mother and grandparents danced around in his head, his father smiling as Vincent helped him.

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For 10 hours they had been on the air. Allen's head spun every so often due to dizziness from the immense high but not once did his eyes snapped away from the boy sitting in the large seat in front of him. Vincent looked far too small for the dark leather seat but his light hair provided for a nice contrast.

 

Thomas, who had a large back ground of medical, warned the others to not drug the boy any longer and when he awoke to keep him like that. All had agree to handcuff him to the chair to prevent him from freaking out. The night sky looked far too clear due to the altitude.

 

From the pilot cabin Thomas comes out and looks at Allen "Its a great night, and he should be waking up soon"

"mhhh" he answers back

"Do you think...he's really good enough" asked the other man with a slight edge. All of them where more than aware of their dirty and messed deal they were performing for the king.

 

"He had the face and that's all we need" he answered back trying to sound disinterested, but many time he too had wondered that.

His hand went up and adjusted his tie "Oh well"

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"Nngh" Vincent finally moved again, waking from his deep slumber. He turned his head to the other side and slowly began opening his eyes. His head was still so foggy that he wasn't able to focus on anything for a solid five minutes. When his mind regained itself, and Vincent was no longer just focusing on the pretty stars, he quickly looked around nearly giving himself whiplash.

 

"What the-. Where the hell am I?!" Vincent tried to get up but noticed he was cuffed to the seat. Fear filled his eyes and Vincent began pulling at the cuffs and screaming to be let go. The teen flailed his feet and, because of the adrenaline, couldn't even feel the metal as it dug into his skin keeping him in the seat. There was obviously no way he was going to listen to anyone right now and he just continued his futile struggle. He screamed again and cursed as he tried to get away. He questioned where he was and what was happening but he never waited for a single response. Vincent fought and tried to get away.

 

The worse part was that the teen was too strong and too numb for his own good. Blood began to trickle down from his wrists to his hands from all the struggling. The cuffs dug deeply into the teen and he wasn't about to give up. He was so blind from fear that he couldn't even see the damage he was causing to himself.

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Allen's arm came to the boy's face and squeezed it slightly his fingers slightly digging into each cheek but not enough to hurt.

"Close your eyes" he commanded like he would to any of his soldiers "Stupid people also have a limit, and for what I know" he looked at the blood "yours is up"

 

The air around them was now tense and the fidgeting teen had snapped Allen from his half asleep state, which was usually a terrible idea.

 

"I'm drugging him again" screamed Allen

"DON'T YOU DARE!" screamed Thoma's back

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Vincent's eyes widened in fear again and his breathing was uneven. He had frozen stiff for a few moments, his fear level rising even higher as Allen pressed his fingers into his face. My limit? The limit of annoyance?! Vincent was panicking in his head trying to understand the point of his limit being up. He couldn't look at his wrists with his head held in place and he was too full of fear to feel it.

 

The moment Allen mentioned drugging him again, Vincent screamed again trying to pull his head away and he also flailed his legs to try and kick Allen. He kept trying to get his hands up but they were locked in well and there was no use there. All he was accomplishing was a worse injury.

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The leg brushed by him but he grabbed it before it could hit him "You a full 5 years of training to early to do that" he smiled wickedly at the scared boy.

Quickly Thomas came into the room and knocked Allen back into his seat "listen to me" he said talking low and calmly

"Vincent look here" he said once again now reaching for gauze and bandages.

 

As a doctor one had to learn to be kind, which was a thing Allen did not possess. He had been told many times that his face looked that of a nice person, but the second his mouth opened it was all blow away like a small leaf in a wind storm.

 

"We are not going to hurt you, I promise" Thomas smiles "And if you allow us we will explain the situation as far as we can" his voice contained the slight sweetness as if he was talking to a child.

 

Allen looked away and some of his blonde hair feel on his face, the dark sky outside provided for more comfort that the whole situation. Quickly he muted away everything Thomas was explaining to the other.

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Vincent struggled hoping to get his leg free. It was nice that someone else came to push Allen off of him, but, Vincent didn't trust any one of them. He understood what the doctor was saying and after a moment, Vincent slumped back into the chair breathing heavily. He had hyperventilated in his fear of Allen and the situation, and now he was starting to see the stars inside the plane.

 

The teen shook his head a couple times clearly dizzy and losing his vision. When the doctor touched him to try and help, the look alike tried to pull away, his breathing becoming uneven again. He was shaking in his fear and really needed a minute to try and calm down. "Get away from me!" he managed to bark between uneven breaths. Tears seemed to have come out of no where and streamed down Vincent's cheeks. He sobbed making it even harder to get his breath even. The male was already seeing spots and getting tunnel vision.

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A loud voice came into the speakers of the jet and Allen slightly jumped.

"This is Genova Military you're all under arrest for trespassing " said the deep voice making Allen look at Thomas with a confused look.

 

"They probably didn't know we had left" answered Thomas as he tried to reach for Vincent's hand again.

Sighing he reaches for the radio

 

"Secret service request landing in royal palace" and he slammed the thing back down his eyes landing on Vincent's "Welcome to Genova your highness" he chuckled once more.

 

The palace walls were huge and red but the night light allowed for a much richer color to be reflected back. Next to him Roy and Thomas walked while he held the boy by the shoulder just slightly dragging him.

The king,, once they meet, was to explain everything to the agitated boy which he hoped would help because since he was to keep watch of the fake prince he'd rather do it on a fashionably manner.

"Please don't struggle" he told the other "Not everyone can be classified as the bad guy"

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Vincent half stood up, only held back by the cuffs. He was shaking but was hoping that the kidnappers would get arrested and that he'd be sent home. He only half believed that.

 

The moment Thomas said that they were secret service, Vincent dropped back into his seat and looked over at the other nervously and confused about the "your highness" comment. The teen seemed to have given up and he sat back and waited for the plane to land. When he was pulled out of the plane and dragged he wanted to fight but he didn't and just followed dragging his feet.

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The meeting with the king had been brief, as usual, and straight to the point. He had talked to the boy from across a large table telling him about his new role. The words used by the king were definite and allowed for no contradiction.

Vincent was to play a fake copy of prince Edward, and he had been specially selected from a large group of people due to his similar features.

In addition, he explained that Vincent was to receive half a million american dollars for his services all he'd have to do was attend an etiquette class.

 

Allen and the 2 lieutenants stood at the far end of the room for the king to finish. Although the king had been very descriptive about Vincent's new job he had not mention how Allen was to watch the boy from early dawn to late evening; providing everything he needed and protection.

 

This slightly irritated the older male because never had he had to watch over someone so closely.

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Vincent wanted to protest, even against the amount of money, however, when he looked at the kings face and listened to his ordering tone, e couldn't fight back. The male looked around and saw his kidnappers before he looked down at his hands in his lap and nodded slowly. He stared at his injured wrists feeling like he was going to puke.

 

When Vincent left the presence of the king, he began wondering what this "prince Edward" looked like and if he really could pass as him. He stayed close to Allen, no longer fighting back. When Vincent got into the room he'd be staying in, the male walked over to the desk where he picked up a picture and looked at it.

 

"Is this him, the prince?" Vincent asked holding up the prince's picture. "We do kind of have the same face don't we? But... his hair is a light blonde, and mine is nearly brown. His eyes are also blue while mine are green. Will this really work?" Vincent placed the picture down shaking.

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He looked at the other in surprise "That's what make up is for, they will deal with it...besides you do look like him" as he stated this Allen looked to the floor and tried hiding the blush that was now on his face.

 

After some time of silent he walked towards the boy who stood in the large bed room, Allen could tell he was scared, exhausted and probably mad.

"The time period here is different so try to adjust" he said as he reached into his pocket "Refrain from hitting me as I remove these I, unlike Roy, have to make public appearances"

Softly he reached for the hands and began to remove the cuffs, once off he placed them back into his suit pockets and stared at the other. He might look like the prince, but indeed his eyes were far too different to compare.

"Sorry, again"

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