User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20160918035552


 * Some clattering is faintly audible.

Clerk: "No, ma'am. No guardian. Just the barest brush with CPC before she reached you."

[Click]

Flashfire: "Alright. Thanks, Alfredo."


 * She looks back to Orbit.


 * Jane goes snooping around, soon finding a pail of icky black stuff. There's a story behind that, she's sure.