<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> James "Jimmy" Owens</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br/>(http://public.bay.livefilestore.com/y1pFbZdHJ3-ccl-OhTasUtaO4pj-zsEchYhQmQowsowM0eQcA_hnl1cAaoBSFLMsLaYxBw3Cg9Iy86j-hWCcJPONQ/%5BKSN%5DArakawa%20Under%20the%20Bridge%2001%5B720p%5D%5BH264%5D%5BEBFEE2A2%5Dthe%20main%20protagonist.jpg)<br/></div></div>Professor James Owens walked into his dimly lit classroom, adorned with several posters about various music professions. He looked over at the assistant grad student named Allura, who he had been working with for the past week or so.<br/>"Good morning Miss Howell" he said with a smile. He made his way over to his desk in the back corner in of the room, a cup of coffee in hand. He sat in his computer chair and looked back over at Allura. "Grading this week's quizzes?" While he had only met the girl just over a week ago, he oddly felt like he known her for months. Very odd indeed.<br/><br/>(Sorry for short post brain dead at the moment, and Very Sorry for not posting in the last week, I was caught of guard by some heavy RL stuff. )