User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150714121939

A tiny voice, barely audible whispers in the drakest corner of her mind. "Sloppy form, Fish Face. Sloppy..."

Strongheart looks at Dark Moon nervously. "We'll finish speaking later."

Click!

"Beam me up, Alfredo."

Dazzling Light perks up. Her crimson eys are tinged red from cryig and her mane is an absolute mess, as if she hasn't been combing it for days, which is the truth. She slides out of bed, limping...her whote legs are covered in thin, straight slashes...self-inflicted cuts. She finds her custome and put it on, silently leaving Thuder sleeping in her bed. The other mare is a very heavy sleeper.

Achlys's communicator warbles, barely picking up the Butler's voice. She sighs. "An emergency...now? Come on..."

AU GH: "Go...I'll keep him aslep until you return. Achlys nods and telepathically speaks to AVERI.

Achlys: "Set this reality to "Favorites" and then take me home."

AVERI: "Yes, Mistress Goldenheart."

Achlys disappears in a flash of light and reappears next to Butler in HQ. She drops her disguis immediately.

Achlys: "I'm back...and I have a lot of stories to tell."

Hawkwing leaves his drink, runs out of the bar and takes to the skies. Soon, he is zooming back to Maretropolis.