User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7345250-20150201015534


 * Golden Age leans on the counter, almost lying down on it. Again, she failed to sleep well.


 * Gretchen decides to join her guest. She massages her shoulders and, after a curt yawn, hops all the way to the door.

Gretchen: "Heh... Shall I assume that inspiration didn't hit you hard last night?"

Golden Age: "Of course not. I've got nothing to work with but fish, and I'm trying to take down six super-villains at the very least. I don't even know how to find them without letting them see me from a mile away."


 * Gretchen shrugs. She unlocks the front to check for the daily news.