User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20150902223125

(Upon his return to HQ, Orbit removes his mask and retires to the lounge, relishing the little down time he has until the next disaster occurs.)

Decibelle: Tell me about it... Must be hard just walking down the street, not knowing if the next pony you pass is a villain or criminal. ...O-Oh. That's probably not helping, is it?

Misty: Until recently? Oh, just rotting away in a Balkham cell -- same old, same old -- until this guy...

(She points at Chance.)

Misty: ...sprung us. Since then, we've been punched, slashed, shot at, gassed, thrown down an elevator shaft, rode in a helicopter, went into hiding... It's been a full couple of weeks.