[b]Time Lord[/b]
[@Expolar]

[color=598527]"I am Time Lord" [/color]Time Lord said, still slightly wary, he gave another sigh as she asked if he was okay. [color=598527]"I'm perfectly fine, thank you"[/color] He lurched suddenly when she mentioned the magic council and contacting them.

[color=598527]"No, no thank you. I think we can handle this, without bothering the council" Time Lord said after a moment, managing to keep his voice steady, it was never the less clear that he had been shaken, if only for a few seconds. 

He approached the trio trapped and frozen in time by the fire, [color=598527]"I would prefer to stay and watch over these two, but I doubt that any more of the dark guild will be foolish enough to attack, when they see their comrades"[/color]

[b]Michael[/b]
[@Zarkun]

Michael's demeanor changed once more, and he shook violently, eyes to his shoes, feeling smaller by the moment, blushing a violent shade of reedy-purple. Uriel was just about to step forward, in front of Michael, but Balthazar shockingly got their first. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Until you have bonded with a spirit, or dealt with a soul yourself personally, through your own magic, then your words are meaningless, despite their intentions. Michael's words are from the heart, and from experience with spirits, and we have experience with Souls. The girls own fragility of mind could easily be a result of her necromancer abilities, and the use she has put them. Part of her probably doesn't want to feel the pain of the souls. Some Souls linger, whether for unfinished business, or simply because they are afraid to move on. these, a neccromancer can indeed make good use of, to prevent them from turning...into a haunted, angry soul. Now, step away from Michael, and leave him be."[/color]

It was probably the fact that Balthazar was defending him, that brought Michael's eyes up, but he was still shaking violently. [color=00a651]"A d-d-d-d-deal or c-c-contract it m-m-m-makes no m-m-m-matter. They are j-j-j-j-j-just w-w-words, with the s-s-s-same base m-m-meaning. Either w-w-way, she's d-d-d-doing what she is, w-w-w-w-without one, and t-t-t-t-that's just w-w-w-wrong"[/color] He was shaking like the last leaf on a tree against a strong wind, stuttering and stumbling badly, [color=00a651]"And s-s-s-she thinks it's r-r-right, and t-t-that it m-m-makes her h-h-h-happy"[/color] Anger returned, but it was only a shadow of what it was before, and he looked away again, shaking still. 

[color=00a651]"and d-d-d-d-d-d--d-doing it how s-s-s-she is, in-invites her t-t-t-to trouble. S-s-s-s-souls c-c-c-could t-take her over. P-p-p-perhaps d-dumping it on h-h-her is t-t-t-the only w-w-way to p=p-p-protect her and m-m-make her s-s-s-see"[/color] His voice became softer and softer as he spoke, shaking as he himself shook. 

[b]Jarvis[/b]
[@Amaya Tamashii][@Joshua Tamashii]

Jarvis hadn't gotten to Jamie's office, nor had he moved from near the entrance, quite yet, and so he heard everything that happened, and at once, not liking what he heard, nor what he saw, he approached, and stood in front of Rose and Elyse. This man was clearly one of the Riders, given what he was saying. 

Jarvis crossed his arms over his large chest, and glared, somewhat, at the man. [color=aba000]"Thank you for the warning. I'll be sure to warn the city guard and increase my security of the city. This is my guild, and you are not welcome here. Stay away."[/color] Jarvis was not likely to forget that Amelia had been the former Rider, Jack's target, nor did he wish any of the riders in or near the guild, his members, Rose or Elyse.