User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151109145740


 * A peeved Death-Stalker exits via the back door and proceeds into an alley, having just witnessed the failure of Pepper's presentation.

Capt. Death-Stalker: "Start packing up. The Icarus is not quite up to my standards."

Stalker thug: [Bzzzt! "Boss?"]

Capt. Death-Stalker: "You heard me. Their performance was... most disappointing. They are no more. Prepare to depart on my command."

Stalker thug: [Bzzzt! "Uh... You got it, boss."]

Capt. Death-Stalker: "Now... Where was I, Goldfin?"


 * He disappears from the alley.


 * Flashfire awkwardly takes a step back from the three-headed beast.

Flashfire: "Sit? Play dead?"


 * The middle head gives the dragoness a long, slippery lick.

Flashfire: "Eugh... Thanks."


 * A thought occurs to Flashfire. Cerberus seems to remember her, so maybe he also remembers what she brought him on her last visit...

Flashfire: "Say, do you know where those big, shiny toys I gave you went?"