User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5837525-20141203205924

(Saddle Rager nods.)

SR: I understand. I should head back and look after my friends in case the black one comes back for a second helping. Good luck, Bloodwing!

(With that, she doubles back to Canterlot.)

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Decibelle: Heh, yeah. The resources we have here at HQ surprises even me sometimes. ...Hmm?

(Decibelle hears Dazzling's message over the communicator.)

Decibelle: I'll leave you to greet your teammates. I need to go check on my own teammate for a minute.

(Once the tractor beam sets the fuel-less dropship down, the hatch opens and Star-Lord steps out in a slight stumble.)

Star-Lord: Whew... That could've been messier... *stomach churns* Urp... Still could be messier...

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Cobbletrot: The good don certainly is getting on in years as of late... What do you propose, Mr. Wynn? Every Tom, Dick, and Harvey Rein with something to prove will be after the Cowl's head with such a prize for the taking.

Mareoni: Hmph. I say if Falconeigh's so spooked that he's offerin' 17 million, we take him up on it. We pop him, and the Power Ponies get caught in the crossfire, all the better.

Cobbletrot: *sigh* Ever the ungraceful Don Mareoni?

Mareoni: You got somethin' to say to me, Penguin?!