^^ Still looking & have a lot of free time for the next few days :)
Your Royal HighnessEugene Felix Cohan
27 years old
Outline;Eugene stands at around 5"7 roughly. Tanned skin. His body figure is thin but it's his broad shoulders that stand out allowing some perception that he isn't as weak, as one should be in his position. He is certainly not built to be a type of fighter but knows some good self defense techniques when needed. His jet black hair is naturally curly (baby ringlets) Afro on top of his head ; most of the time (when he can be bothered that is) but certainly before leaving outside of the castle walls that he tends to spend hours straightening and slicking it back until there isn't a curl left, well except one curl that annoyingly sometimes hangs down his forehead covering up one of his piercing violet eyes. With that he would normally pin it back but sometimes he just leaves it there brutally reminding him of who he really is. He has a strong defined jaw and chin that shows black stubble the majority of the time.
Inline;Eugene, second son and second in line for the throne grew up with a gold spoon in his mouth (literally).
Important;Father; Current King - Edward Cohan (65)
Mother ; Deceased Queen - Joanne Cohan (59)
Brother ; Prince - First in line - Ethan Cohan (28) ++ Engaged to Princess Annabelle (30)
Other important;Fredrick Kalahari - Butler
Elliot Elongate - Best friend
Romeo - Owner of a slave gladiator - to be added -
"Your royal highness..." the voice was hoarse as the door opened ajar allowing the older male to slip in; but it was the sound of the door being closed straight after that had Eugene coming out from his slumber of thoughts, his body tensed as his gaze fell towards the floor then he turned to regard the shorter, much round filled man dressed up in a black suit, it was almost identical to the prince's but his jacket was navy blue and hung loosely around his shoulders as his white shirt was almost buttoned up but the few at the top.
"Is it finalized?" the words came out in some mean of desperation that could be seen as his hands held outwards in a questioning manner but reigned it back with smile before he ran them down his face with a long sigh. "And what have I told you.. you may call me Eugene, Fredrick. Stop with the royal highness shit.." he said bluntly as his head turned slightly to peer outside the window again, his eyes scanned the entirety of the freshly cut grass lawns that outstretched for miles but he wasn't going to let his thoughts wander off, not while he awaited the answer, he'd appointed, no he'd made his damn duty for the butler to get his father to allow him out the place into the city for the false purpose that he would meet a young woman, a princess of course, someone he would have - in his fathers exact words 'to settle down with and have kids one day' but that wasn't ever going to happen, not by his choice. He doesn't see himself being the settling down type.
"Yes" Fredrick had simply said with a deep breath before he continued "You have three days.. three days and then the king will.." Fredrick stopped abruptly not by choice but because Eugene held his hand up a gesture to silence, it was a common one to be used to anyone below the royal status even if he hadn't of meant it in anyway to belittle him, it was just the norm. No he respected Fredrick because he'd been more than a 'butler' to the royal since.. well since the day he'd been born. He had a lot to thank him for but now wasn't the time nor the place for it.
With a content sigh and with the relief of his first few answers with the last the least of his worries for now ; He swiveled around his already dressed up black shoes on his feet and his black trousers perfectly fitting to his slim figure, he was skinny but with his height it didn't look as sickly thin as one would say ; if he'd been any shorter then maybe it would but the broadness in his upper half made up for it in a way. It wasn't anything to show off in your face kind of bulkiness beneath the material but being a prince wasn't at all fancy as some would assume so since a young age of training.. he knows at least how to defend if ever in a fight but it's not something he looks for ideally, he likes to watch them instead.
"Three days got it, that is all I need anyway" The words simply rolled out his mouth with a small smile slipping through and with nothing else said he nodded, his eyes watching as Fredrick returned the small gesture and backed himself out of the room allowing the prince to be alone once again.
"Wow your absolute mad Eugene! Three days? You're really going through with this aren't you? You scared? Excited I bet.. where are you staying?" A happy as Larry voice came from his best friends mouth, he wasn't anyone royal but certainly rich enough for the pair to grow up together. In a way he always considered him apart of his family more than what his best friend realized or he was just someone who liked his company too. Plus he found other purposes with him in the long run he came in handy when he needed to escape the life of royalty and this was exactly what he was doing now, helping him escape.
"Yeah I'm going through with it and I've already told you this so many times I'm staying there.. with them, well not with them but close enough" his fingers were trembling in sight no doubt but his voice was calm and collected like this wasn't such a big deal. It certainly didn't feel like it was because he'd been doing this sort of thing for least a good six months, attending their fights and taking bets was easy enough. But now he had the opportunity to see the fighters before they actually fight.. he intended on using the next three days to his advantage in making profit at the next arranged fights, the only nights he could take bets, the only nights he could get away with escaping because everyone attended. He just simply hid amongst the shadows and darkness better than others.
Eugene was sat in the passenger seat while Elliot took the drive out into the city. He had been smoothing out his hair in the mirror for the last few hours of the ride because considering even if the butler knew the real reason why the prince was leaving... he didn't like seeing it happen, it's a matter of 'do what you do without me seeing and there is no problem' that's why he liked him. So he remained in his royal suit until he left the castle walls and into the vehicle waiting outside for him.
He changed into some more casual clothing; a pair of black loose trousers, a white shirt hidden underneath a different styled navy blue hooded jacket wrapped around his body as he still wore his smart black shoes. His hair was now completly flat and long and he'd even paid extra special attention to his random curl and decided to pin it back this time.
"Yeah yeah...I know you told me.. just be careful right...I don't want to have to pick up a dead body in three days and your not even going to be training there, you sure you want to do this and risk everything.." it isn't a question so the prince doesn't reply because even he knows his best friend of 20+ years knew the answer to that statement.
He smiles then as the vehicle comes to a complete stop and turns to regard his best friend before he leaves.
"I'm always careful Elliot.. it's them that needs to be careful of me" his casual statement came as his face returned to this neutral sort of look unlike Elliot who seemed to throw an empathy look towards his way like he knows it all to well.
"Yeah that's what I'm worried about" he agrees out loud as they both share a stare for a moment then Eugene climbs out stepping out into the fresh air before bending down just a tad to smile his way.
"See you in three days Elliot"
He leans back up and steps up over the battered stone road while his best friend drives the opposite way, he finds his way because it's the most obvious thing to witness... the walls are thick and high as the sky so there'd be no way even to climb in or out so it at least looked safe and secure from the outside perspective. As he neared the walls there were also huts lined against it and even they looked like tiny pieces of Lego from a distance because the the walls were really impressively towering over.
It didn't get any better the closer he got but what he did get was a hand shoved up into his chest as he found a larger male smirking directly at him like he knows whats about happen...
"You got any documents to be here? or are you lost?" The guy laughs and mocks him as if he's a lost child.. he's certainly not a child, lost? maybe. Then Eugene decides to join in. Of course he has 'the documents' to get in.. of course the only way he could get in was with someone on the other side of these walls.. someone who owed him a favor.. this was the favor. The guard seems to catch on that Eugene is as much as being a mocking dick as what he was so he stops his laugh instantly with but yet another shove to the prince's chest he repeats the same questions.
"Alright here." He reaches into his pocket and slams it forcefully against his chest as he sucks in his lower lip, feeling the slight tingle as he'd bit his lip to the point of blood spilling during the small encounter was the only way he could really react, anything more could risk his chance of getting in. "Next time you could at least say please" he says in a teasing way as he watches the guard look the documents over and again and again like he don't believe it's real but then he nods and hands the documents back, a smile on his face still but it's not a friendly one and Eugene equally returns with his own sort of glare as he follows him forward, another hut but this time the door opens and it directly shows theres a tunnel that no doubt leads inside the huge walls, into the training grounds and living habitats.
"You'll find Romeo in the HQ just follow the tunnel and don't speak to any of the fighters if you come across them" The guard warns with his hands once more but this time Eugene reaches and grabs at his fingers pulling them back the wrong way as he watches him squirm in pain "Thank you ever so much" he sounded so pleased that he could finally get the guard back even gave a small smile as he let go instantly, even he didn't want to risk it but he could of broken his fingers and wrist at that very moment.
"You'll pay for that Felix"
He smiles wickedly at him as he pulls his hood over his head before he finally goes through into the tunnel because the guard clearly has no clue who he was threatening, but for now.. Eugene the prince is no more. He was now officially known as Felix the moment he steps more forward and down into the depth of it all.
Felix was his alter ego as such, he defiantly didn't act like a prince should when he used it. So be it for the next three days he'll have fun with it.
No prince duties. Perfect. Being in control. Absolute bliss.