User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150227171306


 * The Cheshire Cat simply dissolves into mist and avoids Parlys's second attack. He reappears once the dark magic has passed (the wave itself sails into a hillside) and grins at the changeling diviner.*

Such violence! You should be careful with that horn of yours. Discord doesn't take kindly to ponies defile his art.

* He waves a paw—the hill that Parlys's spell just sailed into is flopping around like Jell-O, and white hairs begin to sprout from it.*

* ''Glaive and Kick wake as the sun's pre-dawn glow is just becoming visible past the horizon. They are both covered with snow by now. Kick rolls over to face Glaive.''*

Kick: Sleep well?

Glaive: Better than I ever have since I left, actually.

* ''Glaive gets up, shakes the snow off his cloak, and slips it on. His friend does the same.''*

Kick: Vega's probably done by now.

Glaive: Let's see what he's got, then.

* ''They step off their cloud, glide back down to the tavern, and trot through the crowd of early morning patrons to their room. Vega and Lucid are sitting by the computers, reviewing the tapes of Goldfin's anti-riot heroism at Balkham. Glaive and Kick walk in just as Goldfin's sea tarantula is smacking back the twelve-strong gang of inmates.''*

Lucid: Whoo! Get wrecked, psychos! This is better than that cheesy Redbox movie from last week!

* Vega notices Glaive and Kick's entrance and nods in greeting.*

Vega: Hey, you two. The recording came out smoothly.

Lucid: It even has sound. Balkham has some pretty good cameras, even if the rest of their system isn't worth zilch.

Glaive: Excellent. Good work, Vega.

Vega: Just doing my part.

* Goldfin swats the scarred inmate down from her spider's grip.*

Lucid: Ouch..!

Glaive: Did you make a couple copies?

Vega: Right here.

* The bat-pony stallion passes Glaive two small tapes in a case.*

Vega: One for your captain, one for the mayor. That should turn some heads.