Jarvis simply walked over to the boy, and picked him up be the scruff of his shirt at the back of his neck. "It's my experience that they only act like that in the presence of someone incredibly stupid themselves." Lifting the boy off his feet, Jarvis shoved him into a chair, clearly not in the mood to take any crap, "sit there and shut up, if you know what's good for you. Speak when spoken to and that is it." 

He turned, but kept son in his line of vision, getting the story from his guild mates, frowning. Jarvis sighed, turning to the boy once more. "Give me what you stole, and any cash you made from it, if you still have it, and I won't turn you over to the magic council, although I should. You killed, and what's worse, you did it with magic. The circumstances can be taken into consideration, but you'll still be lucky not to be taken into custody. So which is it, my way, or inprisonment?" Used to Lazarus, Jarvis didn't comment, instead, watching the boy, his eyes narrowed, arms crossed over his chest, using his full intimidating figure to his advantage.

[b]sasha[/b]

Sasha gave a sigh, stepping up beside Lazarus, laying a hand on his arm. [color=6ecff6]"it's okay. We don't need to go beating him up. jarvis can deal with him"[/color] she didn't think it would be good to fight some kid who had very little control over his magic, not when they had someone I juried even if the boy was INCOMPETANT and an idiot