Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20150404235816/@comment-26443603-20150406212345

"Ok, I'm just going to sit... over there." Garrett stood and walked over to the other side of the aisle, a seat in front of two breton. He flipped his glasses back on and slid his pincers back in. The ship began to descend, meaning they would be at Beacon in a matter of minutes.