User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7345250-20161003041840

Golden Age: "Nopony's gonna help me out here, huh?"

Jane Neighpier: "Nope."


 * Mid-Nite sighs and turns to Kick.

Dr. Mid-Nite: "Seeing as I'm really not in the mood for explaining myself to Manehattan's finest, I trust you can ensure Pixnit reaches a cold, lonely cell by day's end. And if you'll recall, I have a patient to examine."


 * He makes for the surface.

[Click]

Dr. Mid-Nite: "On my way."


 * The strange hunchback hobbles off through the city, eventually leading Theseus towards a small commercial district. Alleys and tiny shops abound. It would be hard to keep track of the agile hunchback if not for the fragrance.