Private Plane over the Atlantic, Friday night

Jul 13, 2007 20:48

So, traveling with someone from old money (quite literally) had some real advantages. One of them was the private jet Walter was half-dozing on, Vlad nearby.

"Catching up on his Romanian studies" involved a weekend of total immersion, by Vlad's suggestion, and it was difficult to turn it down. So much so, that he'd just not. Thus, the jet, the dozing, and the promise of jet lag.

[ooc: NFB for distance, please handwave voicemails from Walter mentioning he'd be out of town for the weekend. NWS now. Forewarned is four-armed.]
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