Saint Thirteen.  While he used to be the kid that lead the charge toward anything interesting.   As if he was Washington crossing the Potomac, sword raised, grin on face and manic gleam in the ol' eyes.  That particular lust for life seems to have slipped away off his face, replaced instead with a lot of wisdom in the eyes and quiet burning in his gut.

No one knows exactly why, but he did spend several months out of school a year and a half ago.   The person that returned wasn't the firebrand that left, and it's been a quiet rumor about the why of the situation.   Many thought he was transferring... but, that didn't seem to pan out.   Although no one could think of why.   He's been a bit tight lipped on the reasons, as well.

Saint, while being a little on the taller side for teens, and rail thin, tends toward bright colors for his habitual (in-game) Samurai style robe.  This seems to be a specific choice, as it works okay with his strawberry blonde hair.  Normally the robe is a robin's egg blue or sunset yellow with a red ball on the back.   This 'sun' usually has a few birds in flight marks cut out of it... and the bottom fringe of the robe has a leaf pattern along it.   His other kit is usually unremarkable.   Shoes and gloves, depending on the situation.   He does have a pair of odd marks on his hands that are from a time prior to him being in the game.   It's almost like someone stuck something through both hands tops to palms.