User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20160930041936


 * Butler looks back at the phoenix and nods again as he walks.*

Butler: Evening, Miss Phantomenia. May I serve you something? What does a healthy phoenix such as yourself eat?

* Kick nods and opens the door.*

Kick: We'll follow the subway line, Lucid. Tell us where she's getting off.

* The bat-pony pushes the button for the elevator and leads the group toward the garage.*

* Pix gives a sigh of relief.*

Pix: "...I slipped up. I'm on the subway by Hayseed, headed east. They're hunting me."

* Glaive nods, though this question surprises him.*

Glaive: It's... comforting to know she's on our side. We've managed to talk a couple of times. Be polite in return, and she's amiable enough. I owe her a great deal.

* Honor adjusts the strap of her quiver and dips her head thoughtfully.*

Honor: It felt like the right thing to do, I suppose. Maybe I wanted the excitement, the learning experience of working with a pony like you. Maybe I wanted to find a channel for my little talents that involves more than, well... sitting in my late father's shop all day and bundling up arrows.