Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140516030223/@comment-25151516-20140522164645

"Yes, dear cousin, I've been in an attic for the past ten years," he answered sarcastically. "There are flats up here. Comfortable ones at that."

James led Leanne to his apartment at the top floor. He opened the door to reveal the standard amenities of home, with the exception of a chemistry lab in the kitchen, a garden of various herbs and exotic flowers in one of the guest bathrooms, miniature medical clinic in one of the guest bedrooms, and a tall, narrow, Tesla coil-like structure surrounded by touchscreen computers in a desk formation around the coil at waist level.

He set Leanne's luggage by the coat rack, where he hanged his scarf and coat after emptying the pockets with his phone and Electrostatic Lockpick. Then he placed his phone and Lockpick in charging sockets at the computer-desk.

"Sorry it's not tidier. I haven't had anybody else living with me since my last flatmate left for Beacon, but make yourself at home."