User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-7345250-20181005033129


 * Dances in Dust watches intently, with bated breath. Neighland too, tugging on his ear in midair. They share a sigh of relief when Dr. Petri's chest visibly rises and falls. He is breathing and steadily awakening.

Dr. Petri: "Hargh... My word, what time is it...?"

Dances in Dust: "You did it!"

Agent Neighland: "Petri, you old dog, it's past time for you to get out of bed. You're right in surmising you overslept. Let me help you up."


 * He swoops down to assist the stallion once Goldenheart has concluded her treatment.


 * It is then that the doors on the balcony slide open. Strange pony-like creatures silently begin to file out, two by two, and fill the space on the upper level. Eight in total, they are characterized by leonine manes, long tails, scaly backsides, and thick horns that bend posteriorly. They appear completely disinterested in the intruders below, their expressions betraying only the mildest puzzlement. They do not speak a word.