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[tigerheads.livejournal.com]

[ He's new still, but you may have seen him. He did have a punishment round on his very second day, after all. Though Jet laid out of the first few days of his classes, citing his concussion as his excuse, he's attended at least a few of them, and he just has one of those faces. Very tanned and boy-next-door, not unpleasant and not one-in-a-million. You may have seen him. ]

[ And you may see him now, as he's scouring the girls' dormitory looking at the name placards beside each door, laboriously trying to read the "sounds" written there. He's not yet to the second floor but is making his way toward the stairwell, deep in concentration.

It doesn't for a moment occur to him that only girls are supposed to be in the girls' dorms. ]

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[tigerheads.livejournal.com]

[ Jet's shoulders lift. ]

He's here, all right, him and his sister. He's got this nasty scar on his face-- [ He gestures at his own cheek to indicate size and location ] --and she probably wears this little golden crown. They're more than just jerkfaces, though they're that too.

Whoever that Disciplinary Committee guy is, he can't beat these two for "mean."

[shops-a-lot.livejournal.com]

Oh, I've seen them both around here. I've only talked to the guy with the scar for a few minutes and not with her at all, though.

He didn't seem that bad to me, but I guess you know him from your own world?