User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20160920051147


 * Lucid shakes his head.*

Lucid: ...Everypony keep an eye on your flanks.

* ''Meanwhile, in a neglected storage room in the Manehattan shipping yards, Mareadne Pixnit is beginning to feel sorry for herself. She dejectedly spoons some soggy corn out of a can, leaning up against her bedroll and a splintery plywood crate.''*

Pix: Could be worse... could be worse...

* ''She focuses past the taste and on her nanobots far away. Their long-range connection, secured by the pool of nanite ink currently sitting in her brain, has never failed her. Finding out that Goldfin succeeded in removing her tattoo last night was surprising. No doubt the meddling do-gooders are surprised in turn right now.''*