And so the plane crashed onto a mysterious island with a hatch, a polar bear and "Stop that." ordered Graham cutting off & addressing the narrator/his RPer whom promptly apologized to the blonde and Izaya's RPer promising, for now anyway, to not pull something like that again.

As the plane landed at Tokyo International Graham finished the bloody mary he was having. This was his first time having the drink and, based on the look on his face, it would seem like it would be his last time having it too. Taking his luggage from the overhead he gave a polite little nudge to the sleeping passenger beside him. No response but the blonde just shrugged it off as he headed towards the outside, in the back of his mind he suspected the other passenger was faking sleeping to avoid a 'conversation' with him and he would have been offended should this have been the case but all was forgotten as he stepped off the plane.

He was in another country and one that was 'foreign' as Japan at that, even the air seemed different here! Before he could potentially burst into song and turn this RP into a musical he noticed a cab had just arrived, taking advantage of this little convenience he got instead giving the driver (who, lucky for the both of them, knew English fairly well) very detailed directions on where he wanted to go. Graham also 'entertained' the driver with extra talk and such as he drove towards the intended destination. The blonde did not see it but indeed the driver had an expression that suggested the one thing on his mind was: 'Oh god do they all talk this much?' they being Americans, of course.

The cab arrived at the destination and Graham paid the fare thanking the driver who seemed quite in a hurry to get out of there and so hands in his pockets the blonde stared at the hotel building that he was about to step into and whistled. Even sleeping right outside of the hotel would have been quite an honor and yet there was a suite paid for him? The suspense was too much and so he practically burst into the lobby going up to the desk blurting out his name. The desk clerk gave him a blank look for a few seconds that as a look realization crossed her face she typed some things into the computer, nodded a satisfied nod and handed the key to Graham explaining the suite was on the floor 2nd to the top. Thanking the clerk he went to the elevator and headed to the floor in question and thus to the suite.

One cheesy elevator music rendition of 'Sakura Kiss' later Graham was now at and inside the suite. Oh Ladd (or maybe the hotel did this for all the suite guests, he wasn't sure) had really gone all out! Looking around he felt like a mafia boss himself.. on a table in various bowls were assorted fresh fruits as well as plates of sliced cheeses of all sorts and crackers as well, naturally because who has cheese without the crackers? He took a peach biting into it quite deeply and thus causing some of the fruit's juice to dribble down his chin and that's when he noticed something else about the suite.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he asked himself as he stared at the machine, the suite had also been set-up with a computer and as an added bonus was already turned on and so he didn't have to go for all the loading time trouble. Graham immediately went to it sitting at the chair. This is probably going to be my best way to meet people having all this to myself would be quite lonely. he thought as he opened the web browser. The browser, interestingly and conveniently enough, opened a page of what appeared to be some sort of Japanese message board. Perfect! Gleefully, he proceeded to start a new thread talking about himself and that it was his first time in Japan and all that sort of thing (although he left his criminal history and the fact that he was in Japan to do an assassination job out, naturally). All sorts of spelling mistakes and what was possibly worse? He posted in ALL CAPS.. our blonde haired blue jumpsuit wearing friend wasn't exactly 'internet literate'.

And so Graham went back to finishing the peach he started on as he waited patiently for replies, he considered a date with rosie palms but since this is a family story (LIES!) we won't be going there..

Starter

(Future)
It was as if every light nearby, natural and man-made, had been eclipsed into total darkness like a satellite that had crashed into the ground. At least this was how it might have seemed from Graham Specter's point of view as he came to.
He heard a commotion of fast talking Japanese voices around him barely able to make out a word here and there. In the few or so weeks he had been in this small but astounding country he was learning to understood and, to a lesser extent, speak the language at a fairly astounding rate all things considered but he wasn't exactly what you would call fluent in the language yet.
A pained gasp came from the male's mouth who felt as if his chest and lungs had been crushed severely. He could hear the voice of a Japanese male speaking in slightly broken English who although he seemed to be shouting nearby also sounded far away "We're getting you out! Ambulance will take you to hospital!"
So I guess they heard me Graham thought as he moaned in acknowledgment not exactly feeling up to saying any words at the moment.. a true rarity if their ever was one. He certainly knew enough about the Japanese language to hear the sound of them counting to three. 
On 'San' Graham felt a bit of pained relief as the object he had been trapped under was moved up, with the sudden change of light from dark and the fact that it was too painful for him to move his arms to shield his eyes he squinted as he tried to adjust his vision. He felt himself being lifted up and something being put on his mouth, some sort of oxygen mask?
In the near distance thick clouds of black smoke obscured a small but noticeable section of the sky, following the trail with his eyes he was barely able to make out that it came from a semi.. a semi that he had been in and was now a smoldering wreck basically. How the hell did I get thrown so far from that
Soon enough he could only see white solid metal above him and that's when he figured he had been loaded into the back of an ambulance he began to think about the events that had lead up to this one. As he heard the sound of the two large doors close in front of him he closed his eyes and faded into unconsciousness..
*****
(Past/Current)
A circus of many colored lights and the sound of upbeat although slightly creaky fast-paced organ music filled the air, and in some ways Graham's ears, who was trying to figure out why Ladd had told him to wait here at a carnival of all places. Wasn't exactly a quiet and discreet place but perhaps that was the point.. talking to someone in a crowded place was less likely to arise suspicion from authority figures (and Graham was certainly on a 'watch' list when it came to the authorities and he knew it quite well) and the noises of the music, games, and the excited attendees in general were a pretty sure shot at helping to mask the sounds of the conversation he would be having with Ladd.
"Mr. Specter.." Huh? That didn't exactly sound like Ladd.. he turned around to face someone who was most certainly not Ladd Russo. Seeing the disappointment that clouded the blond's face the other male spoke again, "Sorry but, Mr. Russo could not make it this time, he had important.. business to attend to. He sends his regards and well wishes though."
A small sigh came from Graham who was trying not to make the fact that he actually seemed a bit emotionally crushed by this. "Alright what do you have for me? Let's hurry it along I wanted to try my hand at the strongman game. "
The other unidentified male not exactly looking like he particularly cared if he was keeping Graham or not pulled out a photo from his pocket showing it to the blond who stared at it and a small smirk formed on his lips "He looks like my type, is Ladd trying to set me up on a date? Ooh, what a nice coat too!"
"His name is Izaya Orihara. Ladd wants you to take care of him.." the other male explained sounding unmoved and unamused by the blond.
The blond sighed and groaned scratching one of his ears a bit with the monkey wrench "Man, when you say he wants this guy taken care of I know you don't mean to pamper him.. what a 
shame. He really is quite.. haha well in any case, that's quite the biblical name he has 
going on there. Isiah, huh? So he's like some sort of Jewish Japanese guy than? That reminds me of why I live in the district of New York City that I moved to recently.. the bagels, those fucking delicious bagels. Even the bagel shops that could be considered low tier by standards of that area would be considered pretty high tier in other places of the world. I like to try a different kind of every time although I've kind of always had a special place in my heart for the ones with poppy seeds. And when my sweet tooth is calling out naturally I go for the cinnamon rai.."
"Not that kind of 'Isiah'. Izaya. I-z-a-y-a. Your flight parts early tomorrow here is your ticket to Tokyo." the other male said cutting the rambling Graham off as he handed the blond said ticket before handing him a folded bit of paper as well "Mr. Russo has also paid for quite a nice hotel suite for you to reside in while you're over there. That paper explains where the hotel is and what floor it's on. All you have to do is identify yourself at the desk and you should get your key. Good day, Mr. Specter."
Graham nodded pocketing the paper and the ticket as the other male departed. He had himself a little bit of fun at the carnival before deciding it was time to go back home and turn in for the night.
*****
"... and that's my advice for having an extra cool side of the pillow to sleep on. Pretty spanking nice, right?" Graham waited for an answer but no reply, he turned and just as he should have figured: the passenger next to him had fallen asleep. Did I bore him to sleep? ... Nah. Probably just had a hectic morning and needs his beauty sleep. He peered out the window he could only see ocean which meant they weren't quite there yet. He picked up the magazine in front of him and began glancing through it.. soon enough, for the first time in his life, he would be in the Land of the Rising Sun..