User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161108220613


 * Glaive also stows his communicator.*

Glaive: Thank you, Flashfire. I'd best beam down.

* Glaive rises, nods and makes for the teleporter room.

* He sends himself to the industrial yards near the Manehattan bunker.*

Nettledew: Let's just settle that, then. I'm very glad you wandered this way.

* ''Nettle easily rolls onto her back and watches the stars again. She draws a ball of cool water out of the nearby brook and sips it out of the air.''*

Nettledew: A beautiful night, isn't it?