Gallia Opress, 23 male, royalty from Earth

As a prince, you have always been used to extravagances. Though a life having everything handed to you quickly became boring. You had the option of being in an elite school where other nobility goes to but you chose not to. You wanted to see how the other half lived, you wanted to be on your own and grow into your own person. As the bell rings you pack up your things and head out. Luckily no one really knows exactly who you are. Actually wearing your glasses, growing out your facial hair, and wearing something other than a named brand helps disguise who you are. You go by Gal and if someone mentions you have a similar name to the royals then you say, "Huh, what a coincidence."

You have been told how good-looking you are but being royalty you aren't surprised. You were given every advantage available to man. Private gyms and personal trainers kept you at your physical peak. You are well built with sharp dark features. Your deep piercing green eyes cut through the bullshit and get to the point of any conversation. Your intellect has never been matched when it came to your peers and you are proudest of your quick wit.

You walk into the common area of the quadrant you're in. You run your hand through your thick black hair and look around. There are several tables with space for you. Confidence is something you exude as well. You've never had difficulty making friends, nor have you had any difficulty filling your bed. You smirk to yourself as you think about it. You realize with the move and hiding your identity you haven't had a chance to sew your oats in some time. You narrow your eyes and scan the room, your loins twitching as your mission went from making friends to making a friend with benefits.