User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150530034923


 * Nycto screeches again and falls back with a limp wing.

* ''Meanwhile, Butler is locking onto Kick's signature, having scrambled up from the floor. He slams his hoof on the button...''

* 'Pzzzt! '''The teleporter's familiar crackling sound gives way to clanking as the two nearest robots hit the floor. Kick and three other bat-ponies—two bearing curved, changeling-like horns rather than wings—leap off the teleporter pad and pull their blades out of the downed bots. Kick turns to Alfredo as one of her comrades tends to Nycto.''*

Butler: ...Welcome to HQ.

Kick: Thanks. Um... You're the Butler, right? Glaive told me about you.

Butler: That's correct, though I can't say Master Glaive did the same for me. That aside... thank you.

* Alfredo raises his communicator.*

[click]

Butler: "Madam Goldfin, if you are out on the bay, please make your way toward the ports immediately—Master Acolyte's robot experiment has unleashed itself upon the city."

* Glaive raises his tri-blade, turns back to Shadowmane, and lays another flurry of blows on her.

* Meanwhile, Long-Face is hovering overhead, but he can't hurl any gas because of his teammates' proximity.*

Long-Face: Tch..! I can't throw anything, Pharaoh!

Luna: What have you in mind?