[b]Master Jamie[/b]
[@Joshua Tamashii][@Roseletta][@Zarkun][@Jangel13]
Jamie was more then ready to use magic to fight, and more then ready to use negate. She was more then ready to take this girl down. And then Jack yelled out to stop. Resenting that, Jamie would have kept on fighting, but he got in the way of her. She was about to move around him, when he began speaking. And it completely undid Jamie. 

Resentment, anger, was easy to carry around, hard to let go. Forgiveness was perhaps the hardest thing to do, and forgiving yourself was even harder. 

Jamie closed her eyes, and took three deep breaths, letting them each out slowly. It was so hard to let someone else take control, when Jamie wanted nothing more then to take the girl down herself. But she waited, ready to jump in if she needed to. 

[b]Uriel[/b]

Uriel sighed heavily as Prince pushed his hand aside. While Uriel could use his healing magic without permission, it was a lot harder, and more painful on the patient. Something Uriel wouldn't risk, with Prince in such a state. [color=fff79a]"You're making this harder then it should be, Prince"[/color] Uriel sighed, and out of no were medical supplies appeared beside him, Uriel crouching, grimacing at having to use such mundane methods. Uriel used his own supply of salves and ointments, all coated with a little bit of magic to promote healing and prevent infection, but it was nothing that wasn't in the air.

[b]Michael[/b]

[color=00a651]"I'm not a fool. And I trust my spirits, over you. My messengers aren't wrong. As for the by standers, well, perhaps they should see thiss. See that wizards will protect them from people who would do them harm. So do you want to be humilated by a B class wizard, or do you want to flee, taking whoever is with you as well?" [/color]Michael didn't let the fact that he was scared show. [color=00a651]"Just because that pipe isn't lit, doesn't mean it isn't something powerful. Leave my friends alone"[/color] It was a final warning. and Michael, not particularly caring about the crowd watching, summoned Balthazer. The demon appeared, and indeed was much more threatening then Michael. 

[b]Gabriel[/b]
[@oblivion666][@lugubrious]
Gabriel gave a heavy sigh. [color=8dc73f]"Change is hard, but at least I am trying. You demand change, but can you change yourself? Have you tried? You cannot demand someone else to change, if you are not willing to do so yourself. That's what people don't understand, that's what the guild doesn't understand."[/color] Gabriel gave a shrug [color=00a651]"Changing means...losing a part of yourself. If I am the only one to change here, will I lose myself completely? Will I be just a mindless solider, following orders without question? Will I not care about the people, and merely care about pleasing my guild mates? 

Don't ask me to do what you will not, Ike. You have some changing to do, too"[/color] Gabriel looked to the games master, and said, [color=8dc73f]"He seems crazy. Maybe he'll just assume he tripped"[/color] And with that, Gabriel shoved his hands in his pockets, and walked off. 

He seemed to be spending a lot of time alone. There was a difference between being alone, and being lonely, Gabriel knew. You could be lonely in a crowd, but alone when you were by yourself. Gabriel was lonely. He craved conversation, and company, but he always seemed to press the wrong buttons. 

He stood, staring up at the stands, wondering what to do. 

How could he ask someone for help, when he would probably just offend them without meaning to?