User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171028023251


 * The night passes in relative peace. Celestia's dawn arrives.*

* This early morning, Glaive is sleeping in under the snowbank.*

* ''His vigilante friends in Manehattan, though, are up and at 'em. Lucid is cooking up some omelettes on Blue's stove and tossing blueberries and granola into the yogurt. Kick and Vega check the gear that they'll likely be using today.''*

Kick: Guh... I haven't been that outarmed in a while.

Vega: Right. Is that tracker still sittin' steady?

* ''At JLE HQ, the Butler permits everypony some extra snooze time. After last night's late snack-for-dinner, he is more than prepared for some heavy breakfast orders.''*

* ''Amid Levi's troubled, writhing dreamscape, a bluish mist descends. The changeling's consciousness sharpens, and an environment takes form: that of a cloudtop hovering high over the darkened land. Celestia's coming dawn tints the east horizon orange, and Levi's pain is gone.''

* ''Is this where dead changelings go? ''*