User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2017-2018/@comment-24422626-20180130051844


 * With the biggest mess seemingly dealt with, the turrets retreat to their cubbies to recharge. A couple of hazmat drones roll in to start cleaning up as the local ventilation closes off and another hardlight barrier seals the affected section of hallway.

* At least Alfredo isn't here to see this.*

* ''Somewhere far north of Maretropolis, Sylvia comes to in the underground lounge area of Glaive's Manehattan safe house. The Butler stands before the couch he has set his fellow guest on; he straightens his lapels and glances around.''*

Butler: "Mm... Acceptable."