<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.michaelroud.com/data/photos/169_1headshot_los_angeles_0025.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>John Paul Harrison<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Delta-V<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student/Senior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Between Tech Hall and Thoth Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mystrix<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The teenager blinked at the seemingly rapid shifting of the female student's moods. Then again, he shouldn't have been surprised. Men's emotional responses seemed to grow from A to B like a bridge or tower, one block at a time. Not so with women. They seemed to jump from one to the other like a lightning bolt. They often singed whoever was stood nearby at the time too, just like a lightning bolt. Filing this apt comparison away for future consideration and use, John Paul smiled and nodded towards the Ionic Hall ahead.<br/><br/>"Well, you have a couple of choices really. The teacher lounge is at the north end of the Ionic Hall, or most of the classrooms are located in the Tech Hall behind us." He used his thumb to point over his shoulder to the building he had exited only minutes before. "So, which do you want to try first?"