Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150507215319/@comment-26104528-20150713182040

Ingraham approached the flight attendant, presenting his huntsman's licence as well as the digital tickets.

"Welcome aboard. Business class is just past the second door." she told, gesturing down the hall.

"Nice." Ingraham replied. The only diffrence between first and business was that first sometimes came with a privacy curtain and the food didn't look/taste like expired MRE. Upon sitting down and finally getting the damned seat to fully recline, Ingraham was out like a rock. Grogilly, "Hey Kahki, wake me up when they start serving food...zzzz"

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20 hours later...

"So Ingraham, this is what you were calling me about?" Stahlfritz asked his insane housemate as the entourage stepped out of the departures terminal.

"A kid genius and his folks. Boss went the extra miles to get this guy onboard so I'd watch that mouth..." Ingraham replied while climbing into front passenger seat of Fritz's car and falling asleep yet again.

After a 20 minute drive to the institute, Fritz pulled up to the east dorms. Kahki's parents wondered if they had taken a wrong turn and ended up in some kind of suburban development. "Well, they were a development. Then Flagg decided it'd be cheaper in the long run just to buy the property instead of building their own dorms."

He stepped out to help them carry their crate of belongings to their new home. "So, knowing Ingraham he's probably not going to be up until at least 4 in the afternoon tomorrow. Anyway, here's my scroll code. I don't have anything going on tomorrow morning so I can give you that tour if you want. Have a good night buds."