User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-5837525-20160403223818

[Sorry for the wait.]

(While Decibelle bandages up Star-Lord, Orbit returns to the pilot's chair to survey the landscape below and to monitor the radar for possible incoming targets.)

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Orbit: *sigh* Glaive. Thank Luna. I was beginning to worry. How are things on your end?

(Gamora sits still out of the yaks' possible range of view, but she keeps her blade handy should things escalate.)