User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150826034049

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Decibelle: Maybe we should collect Brisk Breeze and McNeigh and get going now?

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Star-Lord: And jump on the middle of what sounds like a mob war? Are you nuts?

(Masquerade fends off two of the Pegasi with her stun weapons, but the third knocks her for over briefly. Hearing Glaive's voice pipe in over her comm device, she follows its instruction and rolls toward the right to avoid a potential stab in the back from the fourth Pegasus' knife.)

Masquerade: I don't know who this is, but you're my only bird's-eye view right now, so I owe you one.

Mareoni: What's wrong with you idiots?! You can't shoot one dame?!

Henchpony: But we'll hit Death-Stalker's crew!

Mareoni: And I'm supposed to care why?

Cobbletrot: Salvatore, you ol' son of a gun! Fancy running into you here.

(Looking over, Mareoni meets Cobbletrot's eye, and his blood almost immediately starts to boil.)

Mareoni: Penguin... The hell are you doing here?

Cobbletrot: I might ask you the same. You've caught me in the middle of a rather lucrative business transaction.

Mareoni: Business trans...? Hey! Death-Butt, is this some kind o' setup?!