[center][h3][b]Thirteen[/b][/h3]
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The thought of having to workout wasn't something Thirteen was particularly fond of, and considering his scrawny small body structure it wasn't hard to tell why. Even that he would put up with but... [i]a team?![/i] How? How could he get to know all of these people to work as a team? His 'brother' couldn't even get Thirteen into the habit of cooperating with another person. No no no, Thirteen had already decided to completely avoid the others at all costs and work solo.

But the avoiding others part had already seemed to go straight down the tubes.

While Thirteen was in frightened shock, nose buried promptly into his scarf, he hadn't noticed a girl peering at him with the curiousness of a circus goer peeking at a freak show. He hadn't noticed her up until she crouched down before him, pushing herself into his personal bubble without warning and making her existence known to the otherwise oblivious Thirteen. Though his face didn't show it, he was very surprised and uncomfortable with her so close, and scooched his body as far back against the wall as he could get away from her and personal contact.

[color=purple]"Hey, are you okay? Um...Thirteen?"[/color]

[b][i]Thirteen? Oh, right...[/i][/b] Thirteen brushed his cheek with the tattoo into his scarf, not even a twitch in his facial muscles, as if they were set in stone. He just gave a simple nod, hoping that was enough to make her go away. Thirteen was never a conversationalist since he was a street rat... who would he talk to, the dumpsters? Even so, he simply just didn't like getting close to people, he didn't want his bad luck to rub off on them. Thirteen pulled his knees a little closer and avoided eye contact with Thalia, doing his very best to silently tell her to back off with his body language.