User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-5837525-20170508033256

(It somewhat infuriated Orbit that Cold Cash was being cooperative and condescending at the same time. He remembered vividly how Decibelle sounded when Cold Cash contacted him using her comm device. It made his blood boil.)

Orbit: ...

(...But Goldenheart was right. He couldn't lose himself to rage.)

Orbit: *sigh* In that case, Mr. Cash, the only thing left I'll be needing from you is the communicator you took from my teammate. And then you're the police's problem. And soon after that, a warden's problem.

(Once it becomes clear that there's no sign of Mirror Mirror on the premises, Star-Lord keeps a lookout for any Claws members in the area, as Goldfin requested over the comms.)

Star-Lord: Beaten by some Dracula-horse guy, and already back on the bike. Heh.

(Decibelle blushed and flinched; for all of Canter's flattery, she was still far from uncomfortable with all this. She still didn't know the full extent of the purposes for which she was purchased in the first place. Though considering this vampony's amorousness, she could venture a few guesses.)

Decibelle: P-Please... I-I don't know if I want this... Can we... s-slow down?