User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-27161581-20190415203234

Baint bobs his head.

Baint: "Anything I can do for the force, 'n any of the ponies in it. What'd you want to talk about?"

''Gathered around are a few more police ponies, these grabbing equipment and binders full of evidence. Some of them cautiously poke their heads up the stairs where Goldfin came down... coast is clear....?''

The alicorn stops and nervously dances from hoof to hoof, looking quite like a pony who got caught with her hoof in a cookie jar.

Silva: "I'm.... er.... adding some highly concentrated chemicals to the lachrymatory agents, and causing their active ingredients to preemptively react and drop out of the solution..... It seems.... a mistake in the weather forecast put these clouds here and not at a funeral.... Mr. Longface didn't want to remove them, so.... I thought, a little hastily that it would be a good idea to neutralize them....if... that was okay with you? I don't want to overstep or anything, but Spider-Mane wasn't here.... and I..."

Silva's ears lie flat, looking quite embarrassed.