User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-24422626-20160820005257


 * As Ironworks analyzes evidence, Glaive affords the odd computer a final glance. He then steps cautiously into the safe and examines the shelf of pink vials.

* ''Goldenheart. It's about time he checked on her. It will be done by tonight.''*

* ''Elsewhere, in a derelict alleyway not far from the Manehattan Mental Institute, a heavily tattooed mare lies shuddering on cardboard. The police sirens have faded now, but judging by the armored S.W.A.T. vehicle that just passed, Mareadne Pixnit knows what is happening.''

* ''She glances at the massive scorpion hidden under her stained blanket, protecting her. Peeking around the corner, she glances down the street.''

* It's time to move again.*

* Luna smiles back.*

Princess Luna: How perfect, then, for a good dream. You will appreciate a bed.

* ''Indeed, they are now coming to the guest suites. Luna puts a trio of guards at ease and leads on.''*