User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-24422626-20190430060318

Butler: "My pleasure, sir."

* ''In a flash, Rat-Pony finds himself in the Justice League's teleporter chamber. It's been a while.''*

[click]

Butler: "Will you still be requiring transport, Madam Flashfire? I can get you to your colleagues."

* Force Filly finds no new obstacle to her X-ray vision, which betrays that her two quarries are still slogging away from her, side by side, in a dead-ahead sort of direction.

* ''It fails to warn of the two dolls that drop directly on top of her with glass test tubes in hoof. These they smash, and just as Sylva arrives, Force Filly is exposed to her most concentrated cloud of sadness gas yet.''*

* ''The Trothamites watch the security video intently. Lucid lifts the crab above the desk for a better view. Kick notes the timestamp on the recordings, attempting to determine how long ago the intruders made entry and how long the cameras were cut for.''*

[click]

Kick: "Watch yourself, Goldfin... We'll be right behind you."

* ''Goldenheart can practically see when Honor's heart skips a beat. The fletcher sinks into her seat.''*

Honor: "...Where is he now? B-both of them, I guess."

* ''She flinches as the conductor's whistle sounds the trainstop. Welcome to Canterlot.''*

* ''Glaive reaches his changed hoof out and seems to concentrate for a moment. Inari knows exactly what he is doing, but judging from the numb shock on his face, this is a connection to some distant part of himself that the stallion knows he has lost.''

* ''He sits in the center and massages his foreleg again. There's some sadness in his eyes as he looks at Inari, coming to several realizations.''*

Glaive: "I... I guess I'm dead now. As a hero. All these years, I've... just been trying to make up for it all, you know? Whatever Moraearty did to me, everything he's made me feel... I did that to ponies once. There are still those would do the same to mere ponies. I remember Princess Celestia. And..."

* He touches his chest, ears flattening in shame.*

"...Faust. I depended on myself. And as long as I did, others could depend on me too. And now I can't."