User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-5837525-20160731234225

(Once the last pony's wounds are treated, Decibelle stands up and wipes her sweat away.)

Decibelle: Whew... That's the last of them. We've done all we can for their injuries, so I'm thinking we should call for a medical transport to carry them away from here. ...You okay, Snowy?

(Once the blinding light dies away, Orbit blinks as his vision returns.)

Orbit. Damned space mercenary...!

(Though his vision has yet to fully clear, Orbit looks around to make sure that Nero hasn't somehow gotten away in the bedlam.)

(No response. Looks like Star-Lord was on his own for now.)

Star-Lord: "Don't let Orbit steal the show"... Okay. Guess we'll do what we always do -- make shit up as we go along.

(Still one Quad Blaster shy of a set, Star-Lord takes off from the top of the falls and makes his way back down to the train wreckage site.)