User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-24422626-20150801195512


 * Glaive scrapes some swamp mud off his cloak and into a trash can.*

I'll come with you, captain.

* Kick rises from her seat in the lounge, having just witnessed Death-Stalker's offer.*

Kick: So much for an easy infiltration... Come on, Nycto. Let's make ourselves useful somewhere.

* The pair heads in the direction of the control room.*