User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-27103443-20150327022315

SH: It would have been fine alone, but it was better with a someone to share it with...

Gunslinger: mmhmm...Do ya happen ta have a shooting range 'round here?

''In Heaven, Snowy slides out of her bed, careful not to rouse the sleeping Thunder Wing. Snowy looks back at smiles. ''

Snowy: She's a bit tired...I don't blame her...

''She deftly straps on her armor and slings her bow over he back. She trots out the front door of the Barracks and is instantly hit by a shower of light from the sun. She proceeds to walk aimlessly, just meanadering around Heaven's outer wall...Wishing so badly that she could be living in Paradise rather than fighting, but she would just have to manage. She continues her trek, trotting at her slow pace. She is so out of it she almost trips over another pony laying on the ground. She regains her balance and swivels her head to the sleeping pony. ''

Snowy: Hey you can- Oh it's you Gabriel...

Gabriel: Yes, it is...Trying to get some sleep, but I fear that I will never get it unless i do something...rash.

Snowy: What do you mean "rash?"

Gabriel: Snowy, angels may be immortal, but we can choose to die.

Snowy: B-but that doesn-

Gabriel: Let me finish. I want you to accompany on a journey. It's only a little ways. I want to go to the coast and lay my body down there. Then I can finally rest and become one with the soil.

Snowy: You can't!

Gabriel: Like Hell I can't. Snowy, I'm old.

Snowy: Angels can't age.

Gabriel: Physically, no they can't, but emotionally, yes we can. Over ten thousand years of constant stress. It wears on you...I've lived a good life and it's time I stepped down and let someone else take my place.

Snowy: But-

Gabriel: No "buts" we are leaving now. Come.

''Gabriel rises slowly and begins to trot to the east. Snowy reluctantly follows. ''