User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-24422626-20170610031352


 * Glaive raises an eyebrow when Goldenheart injects Hawkwing so suddenly. A rude awakening, perhaps, but there's no time for him to comment as Butler comes in over the comms.*

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Butler: "Excellent, sir—best of luck overseas. Do remember to write."

* The familiar flash and crackle leaves Celestia and her guards alone.

* The heroes' air starts to taste a good deal saltier.*

[click]

Butler: "By the by, Master Orbit... Will anypony be remaining in Maretropolis to "hold up the fort," so to speak?"

* Kick serves everypony up with a tray and a glass of juice or milk.*

Kick: How are you feeling, Gretchen?

* ''Honor nods and tosses some firewood into the ring of stones. Shimmerspark gets a modest blaze started with a few determined flashes of her horn.''*

Honor: Hehe, I see Shimmerspark grew you a plant? You know, those apples taste really good ste—whoa!

* The fletcher stops mid-sentence and meanders over to Strongheart's easel.*

Honor: ...Whoa.

Nettledew: Huh? You—urgh. ...It's just so nice to have somepony around who's willing to talk and to listen. Strongheart and Shimmerspark... have brought a satisfaction to my life which I have not often felt before.