User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2017-2018/@comment-24422626-20180507060243

Butler: The last time our Trotsylvania party called was several hours ago, sir, but you're right; it'd be best to take initiative this time.

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Butler: "Master Orbit? Company? It has been some time since your last report."

* Glaive tucks his cheek into his hood and dons his earpiece for the sake of a straight gallop through the driving snowstorm.*

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Glaive: "Goldenheart, when you've wrapped up, we're heading toward the South Gates. Look for a sketchy place called the Chop House. Will keep you updated."

* The guard is already seated at a desk, but she goes ahead and lays her head down.*

Shadefire: Yes, let's avoid that.

* Vesper nods to Levi, seeing his chance to flick an ear questioningly at the other changeling with a glance at Ruby's wings.*