<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzXxffY-_rc/Srm-kZr59HI/AAAAAAAACy4/bfRCaJ8LqJw/s400/JASON+CHAMBERS++4.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Victor Creed<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Sabertooth<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>Room 5<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Camo-Cargo pants, white tank top covered by a button up jacket and running shoes.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, Early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dani (Mentioning Kitty, Jimmy and Jean)<br/><hr/><br/>Redheads. The Kryptonite of every man on earth.<br/><br/>He smiled a bit star-struck like when she smiled at him. He had noticed her before around, of course, but she had been surrounded by others of her gender and he had never worked up the courage to make first contact. Now she had, he guessed, and he was there, looking like a drooling 3 month old baby. Charming, dumbass, he thought with a smirk, pushing himself out of his seat, real charming.<br/><br/>His eyes flickered over to the first arrival, a short, vividly blonde character dressed up like a real tough guy in biker boots and jacket, and all in black otherwise. The guy was odd, and something about him just ticked Victor off. An instinctive dislike for the short man. The two had never spoken, as Jimmy, as he discovered his name was, wasn't exactly the most social of people. And if things stayed that way, Victor wouldn't go out of his way to talk with the guy.<br/><br/>Distracted as he was with his mental conflict over just why he disliked Jimmy's very look, he didn't notice that a young, good-looking young woman had stopped in front of him until she spoke. Panic surged through the young man as he tried to process what she was saying and formulate a response at the same time, his eyes wide and his jaw clenched until she did. Even after she was finished talking, all he could get out for the next few awkard seconds were," I.... Uhhh..."<br/><br/>He cleared his mind, rushing for a save," I... Well, I have seen you around..." He nodded. Awesome start. Show her that you have eyes," Who doesn't like tomatoes... they go awesome in a salad," Kill me now, he thought as his eyes flickered this way and that, hoping someone would swoop in to be a hero and save his ass. Kitty seemed to make an attempt, but it wasn't helping him at the moment so he went again, stubborn, thick-headed critter that he was," Where are you from?"