Typical look: clean shaven, muscle shirt, nice slacks.
Greg fenced foil and epee, though he seemed more like a saberist. There were many Matts and many Gregs in the club, so distinctions were a necessity. Greg Kruger was simply referred as “Violent Greg.” It was very fitting.
He had a powerful build on account of working out a lot. He studied some form of Engineering. He came from an all-male Catholic school and was usually very tidy and well dressed. While I can’t make a lot of judgments about that background, seeing as I have no experience with private schools, I think that his social skills were a bit outside everyone else. Not better or worse, just somewhere different.
He had a wide grin that he used often when talking. It was kind of like the shady used car salesman, with a touch of the creepy side. He lost track of his own strength sometimes. While not really striking people out of overt rage, his normal temperament was one of casual violence. Fencing him was a bit scary, as he could make pretty powerful jabs or swings. He had a sort of superhero getup for tournaments, complete with bright blue tights under his knickers, a blue belt, and red joint braces.
He only actually came close to killing someone twice, and I think it was the same person both times. For the first near-casualty, Greg had his arm pulled firmly against someone’s neck before I calmly pointed out, “Hey, I don’t think he can breathe.” Crisis averted! At least he listened to reason. He was one of the people that I completely lost touch with the moment I stopped attending team practices. I hope he hasn’t killed anyone.