User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150701045625


 * Golden's eyes widen again. She lets out a faint whimper.

We can't stay for Vega. We have to leave NOW!


 * Golden Age drops the shotgun and bolts towards the stairs.


 * Flashfire sheepishly massages the back of her neck.

Flashfire: "It's nothing... really... now start diggin into that salad."

AU Flashfire: "Do you think you can stop me from going with you?"