[b]gabriel[/b]
[@Raijinslayer]
[color=8dc73f]"it's not the magic, so don't go blaming it. It's you"[/color] they were the only words Gabriel was unaware of speaking. [color=8dc73f]"magic doesn't make you do anything. I know a demon. And you're much too plain to be one. Someone is a demon when they make a decision themselves, and aren't forced into it. Did you decide to kill because it was your choice or because it was the only choice? You're not a demon, the people that made you do it are. You have no idea just what magic means, do you? I feel sorry for you because of that. The magic doesn't make you do anything, it doesn't control you. It's left over residue from what you were forced to do. Don't blame magic because you won't change when the danger is passed"[/color] his voice was oddly monotone, and he suddenly sneezed, and seemed to come to his senses all at once, colour flooding his cheeks and the far off look in his eyes disappearing. 

[color=8dc73f]"you said it yourself. You were forced into it. Nothing was your choice, of course you could have chosen to die. We all can choose that option though. Forced. You had no choice. I know what it's like to kill, to choose to kill and not be forced into it. But in not going to continue playing whatever game this is. 


I've tried, but no one seems to give a damn about me. I've tried doing jobs with them, but haven't done with anyone since my first mission. I've tried. And I'm tired of trying, so if all you have for me is crappy words like that, then I'm done"[/color] these words Gabriel was aware of speaking, and his tone now was of one of defeat. [color=8dc73f]"I'm tired of it all, tired of trying to do what I think is right when everyone tells me I'm wrong. 

I'm done with this"[/color]

Gabriel turned, and as Argus seemed to have trouble with trees, he took to them, scaling them easily, and leaping from tree to tree as if he had been born to them. [i]nice that same things stay with you, good things.[/i] within moments he was away from the clearing, and hopefully Argus, he was back in the city, breathless. Where was he going?

He didn't know. He could go back to the arena, but then he would have to speak with the guild master and he didn't want that right then. But where else could he go? He swallowed, wondering if he could sneak in and find Michael. Intent on doing just that, he circled the arena, eventually finding a way in away from where the Fenway plant seating area was. And then just stood there probably looking like an idiot.

[b]sasha[/b]
[@CirusArvennicus][@silver fox]

[color=6ecff6]"I think it's more likely it will be connected to the lacrima said the teams were after"[/color] Sasha said [color=6ecff6]"I guess you will find out soon"[/color] she managed to keep her voice level, and this time when she took a sip of water managed not to wear half of it. [color=6ecff6]"but maybe we could have a talent show somewhere down the line, in the guild"[/color]