User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-5837525-20170311200712

(As Spots zips past Orbit, the wind kicked up by her momentum blows away the itching powder still stuck to his form. Once the itching subsides, Orbit takes a breath.)

Orbit: Well, that was thoroughly annoying.

[click]

Orbit: This is Orbit. Status report.

[click]

Decibelle: Decibelle here! I'm still doing my best keeping pace with Spots, but she's all over the place. Almost literally. Also, I think there are a couple of civilians in the forest getting caught in the middle of our chase.

[click]

Orbit: Glaive, can you confirm?