User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150221032532


 * After a bit of coaxing from their leader, the Discordian ponies manage to stumble into some sort of line to get tea and cookies. The ringleader walks up to Ironworks.*

Ringleader: What's your name?

Glaive: Lucid! Hey, Lucid Dreamer, wake up!

* ''Glaive prods the blanket-covered lump on the bed. It groans. He prods it again. It moans and tries to scoot away from the forehoof nudging it. Glaive pushes it off the bed, blanket and all. That does the trick. A midnight blue Pegasus tumbles out of the blanket and sprawls on the floor, his dark magenta mane disheveled. He rubs his eyes and whines.''*

Lucid: Erugh! Who did that?

* Glaive chuckles and leans down.*

Glaive: Whoops. My bad.

* Lucid gives a small gasp and opens his light green eyes.*

Lucid: I know that voice... Bloodwing!

Glaive: Yep.

* ''Lucid wraps his hooves around Glaive's shoulders and pulls himself up. The two exchange a firm brohoof.''*

Lucid: It's great to see you around, Blood. Sorry, I was just a little sleepy...

Glaive: Of course you were.

Kick: Are you kidding? When you're off duty, Lucid, your policy is "Never stand when you can sit, never sit when you can lie down, and always lie down on a bed and under a blanket when possible."

Lucid: Hey...