User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-24422626-20170315022732


 * Revenant's vambrace saves him a nasty fracture, though he gnashes his teeth. He raises the knife in his other forehoof to punch Blue in the chest; Kick promptly disarms him.

* ''With the cloud dissipating thanks to the bunyip, the hidden markspony fires another rubber bullet at Blue's ribs. Another projectile whistles for Goldfin's back to keep her distracted. Revenant's support is likely hiding up in the clouds, given the high angle at which these projectiles are flying and the decent cloud cover above.''

* ''Vega isn't saying much. Were it not for the blood, he might be terribly drunk.''*

Glaive: I'd still like to know who was trying to kill me. Was it you shooting or not?

Nettledew: Heh. Indeed, I may not.

* Nettledew neatly stacks her books upon the coffee table.*

...Have you breakfasted yet?