<div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fairytailfanon/images/2/2d/Archbishop_Guy.png/revision/latest?cb=20150709213829)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Christopher King (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280698.msg13801341#msg13801341)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Returning to Campus -> Chris, Jumoke and Justin's Dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jumoke, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Christopher soon had the goods in his pack and walked back into the woodlands to cover his ascent into the air again since he didn't want anyone freaking out over seeing a human flying in the sky. He smiled looking up at the air above him and quickly he burst up through the tree line and went high into the air in order to keep himself well over the eyes of any pedestrians, cyclists, or drivers. With a burst of speed he started heading back to the campus knowing he didn't have a lot of time to spare. He had a breakfast to make for himself and a quick wash to make himself presentable. Looking over the horizon and the clouds, he honestly wished he had the option to afford a go pro or something along those lines. To him, it would be freaking awesome to take someone on a flight so they could see what he sees right now. However the thought was quelled by a small urge to touch back down into the woods near the campus. He wasn't going to make it back to his dorm and Jumoke would likely still be in the bathroom. So he had to touch down and heed the call to nature.<br/><br/>Back on the ground, his feet pointed towards a thick oak tree and unzipped his fly. He didn't have the time to be picky, and thus he relieved himself  as best as he could and hoped no one was around to spy on him. His eyes came down upon the tree and then looked left and right in hopes to relieve his concerns. Now after a moment to tuck in and zip up, he quickly took off back into the air and soon enough climbed back into his dormitory. He walked straight to the living room and for the token kitchen in there. Opening up the fridge and his pack, he began putting away the goods in question. After a moments pause he began to label the oven ready pizza with tape and a marker with his name. He was wanting to make sure to dissuade people from helping themselves freely to the best goods. At least the ones that were the quickest to make. As for breakfast, he was ready to work up a quick breakfast sandwich with sausage and toast. That was exactly what Jumoke smelled when Chris returned.