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Vincent hates flying.

There is a logical part of his mind that tells him that he's being absurd, but it is easily overpowered by the part that worries about the weight of his suitcase, the cologne bottle in his carry-on, how many worried messages his phone will have on it from his mother when he arrives in Sydney.

He's going to be stopped by security. He just knows it. They're going to make him miss his flight. They're going to give him the pat down and then take him to a small bleak room somewhere in the bowels of the airport and question him for hours with no relief, no legal aid, nothing but angry security officers.

Dressed a bit nicer than many of his fellow passengers, except that his mother keeps telling him to get a haircut that he keeps forgetting about, there's nothing about him that suggests "terrorist" or "security risk" is there?

His cellphone beeps angrily at him and he pauses in the process of placing his jacket in the security bin to check it.

You forgot your toothbrush.

He is about to tap out a reply when the phone beeps again. Another message.

Call me when you land.

Vincent sighs.

I'll buy a new toothbrush in Sydney. I'm just about to go through security. You're in a meeting, aren't you?

He pauses and looks up to see a woman looking at him. It takes him a moment to realize he's in the way of the security bins and he stammers an apology as he gathers his things and moves out of the way.

He has just hit send when his phone beeps again.

I love you, Vincent.

Vincent shakes his head, chuckling quietly to himself.

I love you too, mother. I'll call you when I get to Sydney. :)
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Player:

Name: Valentine
Age: 25
Contact: AIM: Vanishing Age

Character:

Name: Vincent (Howell) Alexander
Age: 27
Birthday: February 14th
Country of origin: Canada

Reason for flight: Visiting his father.

Personality: Vincent is a quiet, somewhat shy young man. He tends to be rather solitary, if not by choice then he’s at least accustomed to it. It’s not that he dislikes people, quite the contrary, but that he is often unsure how to connect with them. When he does make that connection, though, he becomes a very loyal, caring friend.

If approached on a topic he is familiar with, he is more confident, and his more friendly nature shines through. He is never sure how to react to rebuffs from others, and is easily hurt by them, though he will try not to let on as such. He has a forgiving nature, and is generally happy to dismiss slights and misunderstandings.

He dislikes confrontations and tries to avoid them, for the most part, although occasionally he can become quite stubborn. Typically he isn’t easily angered, but once set off he can be quite sharp and impatient. It fades soon, and he typically regrets his reaction, justified or not. He is quick to make apologies where he feels they are owed. Worry or upset can make him broody and sullen, and unless relieved of it he can suffer the same state for long periods of time.

He is easily read once one gets to know him, despite his best efforts. Not that he is dishonest by nature, but sometimes a white lie or two is needed in the case of social niceties.

Appearance: Vincent stands at a very average 5’8”, and generally doesn’t consider himself very remarkable looking. His hair is dark, and usually in need of a cut. He has the pale complexion of someone who spends most of their time inside. He has green eyes like his mother. He thinks his reading glasses make him look smarter, and more librarian-ish, so he’s somewhat fond of them. He’s very obviously shy; he speaks quietly and is pretty terrible at maintaining eye contact with strangers.

His clothing in general is on the dressy and slightly pricey side. His mother worries about appearances more than he does, and tends to buy him more expensive and dressy clothing than he would if left to his own devices. His wardrobe is, as a result, mostly made up of sweaters, button up shirts, and slacks.
PB: John Patrick Amedori

History
: Vincent is the only child of a professor of East Asian history and a corporate lawyer, both of whom led busy professional lives, and were rarely home. Much of his childhood was spent under the watchful eye of his maternal grandparents, who lived with them. His first experience with death was when he was 6 years old: his grandfather suffered a heart attack while Vincent was at school. The boy spent two weeks at home, pleading ill, before things returned to relative normality. However, after that he couldn't shake a constant, low-level worry over his grandmother.

After that, he had a relatively uneventful childhood. At least, until his mother discovered his father was having an affair with one of his students.

Vincent was 14 at the time, and suddenly found himself in the middle of full-blown battlefield. Everything was a fight. In the midst of all of the chaos, Vincent's grandmother died from a stroke.

Vincent's mother gave up the fight, in the wake of the loss. The divorce process was rushed through to finished, Vincent's father got on a plane to Australia with his new fiancee, while Vincent did his best to support his mother.

They moved into a small apartment, and slowly put their lives back together. His mother went back to working, harder than ever, while he continued his normal high school life.

At the end of high school, he enrolled in the local university, studying library sciences. He continued living at home, taking care of basic things like cooking and cleaning for his mother, while attending school.

He graduated his program with little fanfare, and managed to leverage what little good name his father might have had left into a job at the public library, as a page.

He enjoys his work, even if he's qualified for something more advanced. He does feel a bit embarrassed to still be living with his mother, but at the same time is aware of her dependence upon him for the little things.

His father has insisted for years that Vincent should come visit, and has finally forced the issue by buying his son's plane tickets in the guise of a birthday gift.

On the morning of the flight, Vincent was scheduled to leave at early AM, but a snowstorm delayed the flight. When he finally arrived in LA, wearing a now unseasonable wool coat, he had to be bumped to a later flight to Sydney, as his originally scheduled one was long gone.

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN.

Special skills: Knows first aid, and has general household skills like cooking, cleaning, mending clothing. He has pretty good google-fu, not that that will be useful. He has a very good memory.
Strengths: hardworking, sincere, patient
Weaknesses: prone to pointless worrying, trusting gullible when it comes to others,

Misc: His middle name was his maternal grandfather’s name.
His paternal grandparents died before he was born, and were never really spoken of.
He dislikes people trying to shorten his name to a nickname. Vince, Vin, Vinnie, are all unwelcome here. :|

Inventory: What are they carrying with them when they are washed up on the island?

ohmygosh this is absurd I'm sorry )

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Vincent Howell Alexander

February 2012

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