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"I am certain that it would be a very lovely visit- of course, you might find the curiosity of a six year old to be rather.... enlightening. That is, of course, if my daughters are allowed to come as well." Visiting other guilds, while something that Jamie was interest in, knew could be daunting for smaller guilds. There might be friendliness, but many people found a powerful mage, without ties, visiting could be hackle raising. But it could also be educational- seeing different guilds, how they lived, existed, the magics.... It was becoming explicitely clear that magic was growing, old, forgotten magics coming back, but also different branches of magic. Witches. Wixards. Mages. And then there was science and technology, grown so much in the last few decades... 

Well, Jamie wanted to leave the world a bit better then she had come into it. She hoped she instilled that into her members, her family. And She hoped to give that to the people, in this time of tentative magic, the return of it in the open... and hoped to stop it ever breaking again, like it had. There was so much Jamie wished to do. And part of the ability to do so was here, with Jack and Priscilla. She glanced between them, a small smile on crossing her features, before she gathered some papers, her satchel and slinging it over her shoulder before stepping towards the door, and into the main foyer of the guild building. 

Next time, she knew, it would be better to meet at one of the other guilds. Sharing the power, it was something Jamie was becoming accustomed to. Trusting her friends, once more, was something Jamie embraced. For without trust... the world was a dreary place. SHe looked back at Jack's words, couldn't help the smile turning into a grin. "I thought you'd be excited, and while I wish I could take credit, other then paving the way, i nevertheless have  no issue passing the condemnations onto my guild. And this is something the town needs. To have faith in magic again is something that will take time, but... it's good to bring positive vibes once more." 


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[color=808000]"Perhaps after the fight, we can help access what level you would be."[/color] Jarvis said, shifting and grabbing a lacrima, setting it in place where it couldn't be seen, taking a few seconds to adjust it so it couldn't be seen. [color=808000]"Yes, you are. If we don't get to access your level before you decide to go on a job, there are some rules. You must have someone of the appropriate level- if it's a B level job, you need B level or above to accompany you."[/color] He said, [color=808000]"For now, go enjoy your first activity with the guild"[/color]



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[color=008B8B]"I... N-no luck?"[/color] Michael asked Gabriel as he drew closer, overhearing the conversation between his brother and the Celestial Spirit. A flash of guilt flashed through him, knowing that he ought to help- but he'd reached a dead end. There was only so much connection between their various spirits. He shifted slightly, looking to Gabriel, who sighed heavily. 

[color=006400]"Might have a line on Virgo."[/color] Gabriel said, [color=006400]"Got some things to go through"[/color] He ran a h and through his hair, wearily. [color=006400]"Loki says I need to find another key soon... But I'm going to need sleep before I do anything. And to make sure I'm not going to get myself killed."[/color] 

[color=008B8B]"Well... I... um... I-i-I... I'll t-t-t-t-try to h-h-h-h-h-h-help... I... m-m-might b-be on a j-job though... "[/color] Michael grimaced, looking away, hurrying to explain, feeling guiltier by the second. Gabriel gave a shurg, [color=006400]"It's okay, Mikey. I'll be fine- plus it isn't like I'll be helpless. Go."[/color]

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Michael ran down the street towards the train station, pack slung over one shoulder, awkwardly trying to get the other strap over his other shoulder. With a bit of uncordiantion, he managed to trip, landing heavily on one arm as he came flying towards the ground. Grunting, he rolled onto his back, taking a few seconds to let breath come back to his lungs before he struggled up, slidding both arms through the straps and taking a slower run towards the station, feeling more than a little embarrassed as he did so.