User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20160926032511


 * The scorpion twitches, but it seems that manipulating the nanite ink will take an examination and effort much more coordinated than riding the same frequency. The matrix is more complex than it looks—and that is saying a lot.*

* ''Meanwhile, Pix frowns as she loses contact with the tattoos she left with Goldfin and company. She is not all out of tricks, though—especially since there are no longer any EMP devices in range.''

* ''Several ravens flying overhead drop to the road in front of the police cruiser and morph into a gnarly bed of spikes! ''*

* ''Shimmerspark meets Strongheart's eye as she walks. Her excited demeanor softens.''*

Shimmerspark: I've only seen you before on the news, sir, but I do know Glaive. I used to live in Maretropolis too... under a box by Euclid Avenue. Glaive met me one rainy night, as I was digging through a dumpster. I guess there are ponies with hearts out there.

* Eyes glistering slightly, she rubs at the collar of her cloak.*

Shimmerspark: ...He brought me to your house in the sky. Gave me this, then gave me a life. I lived with his friends in Trotham for a while... then they sent me here to start afresh, just like you're doing now. I'm told I remind him of him. I don't mind that.