User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150227034027


 * Joe slides a mug of coffee over to Chance.*

* The Cheshire Cat, still invisible, floats after Parlys and sings.*

Beware the Jabberwock, my son~♪ The jaws that bite, the claws that catch~♪ Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun~♪ The frumious Bandersnatch~♪

* ''After flying for some time, Glaive's and his party arrive at the tavern in Trotham. Vega and Lucid return to the group's room—Vega begins working on the tapes from Balkham as Lucid nods off to sleep. With nothing to do now but wait, Glaive and Kick trot back outside and find a soft cloud to perch on amid a relaxing, fluffy snowfall.''*

Kick: Well, that went smoothly.

Glaive: Let's be grateful for that...

* ''Glaive lies down, slipping his cloak off to use as a blanket. His mind is full, but this rare chance to get some rest is a welcome one. Kick grins down at her friend as she watches the snow collect on top of him.''*

Kick: Reminds you of old times, doesn't it?

Glaive: Times I'd rather forget.

Kick: I meant how we were a team that nopony could stop. Not because of who we served or the cause we fought for, but because we were truly a team.

Glaive: ...Yeah... Wasn't I the reckless lone wolf?

Kick: Snicker... You got over that habit pretty quickly.

* ''Glaive sighs inwardly. The memories of his years serving the wrong side are still vividly clear in his mind.''*

Glaive: I've always been glad I could count on you guys, even if I didn't show it well at first. Were it not for your help, I'd be dead—and the whole city with me.

Kick: That night changed us all.

Glaive: Yes, it did...

Kick: It's so good to see you again, Blood. More than you know. The other two think so too.

Glaive: I feel the same way... and I'm sorry for leaving you to join the League.

Kick: It was the right thing to do... Trotham's been more quiet lately, other than the recovery that it's had to go through after that robot invasion and battle. You were needed elsewhere.

Glaive: You've always been good at understanding.

Kick: You need to visit more often, though.

Glaive: I know...

* ''Kick playfully brushes some snow out of Glaive's mane and lies down next to him. They have a peaceful, restful nap under the stars and dusting of white.''*