User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161124001649


 * Zeiss sneers, presses to the wall, and retreats just back inside. He's got to know that there's no escape at this point... right?

* By now, the Saddle Arabian agent has lost his knife, and the fight with the tentacles.*

* ''Glaive accepts the food, looking a little sheepish. Thankfully, Kick emerges from the van, which seems to relieve him immensely.''*

Glaive: Kick! Thank goodness.

Kick: I have a feeling I owe somepony big-time...

* In the light daze she is still in, Kick barely catches herself from tripping over one of Inari's tails.*

Kick: O-oh, pardon me. ...Who are you?