User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-7345250-20190523054509

Goldfin: "Why don't we ask our suspect? Unless he would like to go for another swim..."


 * Manta looks over his shoulder, his expression no more readable than Dollpony's own. However, the acid in his voice is unmistakable.

Draft Manta: "I can understand why you might have the murky impression I want them dead. But more than that, I want the pleasure of packing Goldfin and her friends in a tuna can with my own hooves."


 * He raises a hoof, extending a full dagger from a sheath built into his suit.

Draft Manta: "For the purposes of our partnership, you need only know it's personal."


 * Celestia smiles at Phantomenia's arrival, hoping her tardiness did not worry the friendly avian, to whom she projects an apologetic aura. However, she refrains from any other greeting out of respect for the gravity of Goldenheart's confession.


 * Outwardly, the princess is eerily calm. She closes her eyes for a full second and then opens them with no discernible change in temperament.

Princess Celestia: "That is quite the story. Where is your colleague now? You must understand my foremost concern is the well-being of all Equestria's ponies, including him or her."


 * She deliberately avoids referring to the victim as the assailant's friend. Even her ideals of friendship are not so unrealistic as to presume their relationship will emerge unscathed.


 * When Flashfire attempted to sidetrack Shaitan from his task, nothing could have prepared her for the disorder to follow. She draws her head back in bewilderment.

Flashfire: "Did I pick a really poor time to space out, or is this the work of a clockstopper?"


 * Although too late to protect Scratches or the unknown hound, she accordingly identifies Stone Soup as a major threat and launches herself into a combustion-propelled dropkick.