User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-24422626-20160121224039


 * Glaive furrows his eyebrows upon seeing Orbit enter the plant alone. The factory's narrow front windows afford him no visibility.

* At least whoever was at his door seems to have given up.*

* Kick tails Goldenheart.*

Kick: So, um... What exactly are we looking for?

* ''Vega steps outside. Wrapping a scarf around his neck, he leads the way into the city.''*