User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150402175148


 * For a few minutes, Glaive helps Spritzy Sprig look for her parents around the park. They eventually find the worried couple milling around the playground, and Spritzy is welcomed back wth relief. Glaive receives thanks from the family before he's off again.*

Spritzy: Bye, Ether! Thank you!

* "Ether" waves, and is gone.

* ''Glaive's next stop, after a walk through Maretropolis Mall and a quick snack at Donut Joe's, is clearly a less well-off district of the city. As evening approaches and the nearly deserted streets of this area darken, he passes an alleyway, and the cool touch of gunmetal suddenly presses against the back of his head.''*

???: Freeze right there or by Celestia I'll kill you!

Glaive: ...I'm freezing.

???: Empty your pockets. Turn them out!

Glaive: ...

* ''The street robber's next moment goes by in a blur. Suddenly, he's lying on his back on the concrete, painfully winded and at the mercy of Glaive, who now holds the would-be mugger's weapon in his hoof. Glaive looks disdainfully down at his attacker—it's just a teenage punk gone the wrong way.''*

Mugger: Gah..! No, don't!

* Glaive unloads the gun, drops it on the ground, and reduces it to a mangled piece of metal with a single stamp.*

Glaive: You're not worth it.

* A single bit falls at the trembling amateur's hooves.*

Glaive: Turn this around, kid, before you get yourself killed.

* Glaive hoists up the colt by the neck of his hoodie and sends him stumbling on his way.*