User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160422220819

Golden Age: "I already said I'm not going to your room."


 * She turns back towards the doorway.

Golden Age: "Didn't you say something about a lounge?"

Celestia: "Much like moon rocks, only not so cold and dead."


 * She smiles mischievously. Jokes like that have gotten her into trouble before.

Celestia: "These coals will burn hot for millennia. They ought to be adequate for any great experiments you have in mind. What do you think?"