User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161008033507

Vega: Give you permission to use the training room.

* He rubs his chin again.*

Vega: Which I doubt would happen anyway. Can you think of anywhere else we could train?

* ''Glaive quietly turns to the stage, eyes glazed in realization and thought. It's a couple of minutes before he fully refocuses on the show.''*

* ''Lucid stands alone in the safe house next to a pile of mattresses and bags as everypony leaves. Kick walks in from the garage a couple of minutes later and glances around.''*

Lucid: They'll be back eventually, I hope.

Kick: ...Mmhmm.

Lucid: Fight me?

Kick: You're on.

[click]

Butler: "Congratulations, Madam Flashfire. Good to have you and Master Orbit back."

* Teleportation as usual ensues.*

* Even as Strongheart poisons his blade, two arrows from one draw whistle over his head; one buries itself in the clawback's shoulder as the other strikes its eye.

* The half-blinded clawback roars toward the heavens and charges forward, a wall of claws and spines and rage.*