Athaliah sighed before answering Tookie's concerns. [i][color=fff79a]"No, I wouldn't really hurt him. Though that's in most part because of the spell this dolt used to bind me here. You should remember that Tookie, you're one of those who's been here the longest."[/color][/i] She made some grumbling about how she's never been able to even scratch Jorde, let alone hurt him in any way, when she heard Octavium's comment about Jorde's hangovers. [i][color=fff79a]"Wait. That was [u]you[/u]? I always thought it was Tookie or..."[/color][/i] Her voice was drowned out in the clamor.

Great, now not only was it crowded, everyone was speaking at once and arguing with each other. You'd think that the voices only one man could hear would be rather quiet, wouldn't you? [i][color=fff79a]"Could, could everyone just-"[/color][/i] A moment of indecision went through her mind before, disregarding it, she exploded. [i][color=fff79a]"For the love of @*$&! Everyone CALM DOWN!"[/color][/i]

Luckily she'd managed to censor herself, Jorde would have heard that too. No need to put any [u]more[/u] words in his head. She spoke quietly, sure that everyone was able to hear her now. [i][color=fff79a]"Firstly, no summoning any more 'demons', 'spirits', or anything else, we've got enough here already. Secondly, dead humans are a bad thing to be around, and these 'books' don't seem any better. So, for all our sakes, let's get Jorde out of here and away from danger, please."[/color][/i] She awkwardly added the last word as she finished speaking. It was not often this happened, and now she felt self-conscious for it. 

Not that she wasn't conscious of her self in the first place.