User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20150913035308

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Decibelle: On my way.

(As she moves toward the kitchen door, Decibelle briefly shoots Star-Lord a nasty glance. Noticing both this and Glaive's cold gaze from earlier, Star-Lord tugs at his collar.)

Star-Lord: Woof. Okay, I get it. I know when I'm not wanted.

(Backing out of the room, Star-Lord makes his way toward the hangar. Gamora, meanwhile, places a hoof on Strongheart's shoulder.)

Gamora: However you choose to relieve your emotions is your decision. Nonetheless... I wish you the best of luck in your endeavor.