User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-24422626-20151117033615


 * Glaive surveys the overpacked square and lifts his communicator.*

[click]

"Goldfin, we might have to send more civilians your way. I think the square is packing with more ponies than our teleporter can manage."

Butler: "I can confirm that."

Glaive: "Butler, can you link Goldfin's communicator to PA systems near the waterfront?"

Butler: "Done."

* ''Alone now with Flashfire, Discord tiredly searches for the dragoness's communicator. He finds it on the ground—at least it still seems to work—and lifts it.''*

[click]

Discord: "...Mister Butler..."

Butler: "Discord!"

Discord: "Your Flashfire is next to me. You must beam her up immediately and see her to a bed."

Butler: "Right away... sir."

* ''Flashfire is whisked to HQ's teleporter room, and Butler lifts her onto a gurney. Discord sits up against a scorched wall and ponders whether this was the right thing to do...''*