User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150316051406


 * Flashfire quickly rises and notices that Incubus has departed.

Flashfire: "Whew..."


 * The multitude of hardlight turns its gazes upon Flashfire.

Flashfire: "Oh, crud."

Hardlight Butler: "I'm afraid I must clean your clock, Madam Flashfire."

Hardlight Mane-iac: "Good one, Butz!"

Dark Moon: "Oh, that's right... You work with Goldie, don't you?"