[b]Master Jamie[/b]
[color=f26522]"Your mother is right, Amelia. Your spirits wouldn't be here if they didn't want to be. I suspect that, in some way, they do not need a contract. Perhaps they need you, as you need them. In anycase, you do need rest"[/color] Jamie said, [color=f26522]"We'll have some food, get Alan and Aura settled in a room, and then you can rest. I suspect Sam will want to sleep as well, I imagine Jarvis ran her about"[/color] She said with amusement. 

[b]Michael[/b]
[color=00a651]"Not a good guy"[/color] Michael said, recalling Uriel, he closed the gate, and put the key away. He didn't know what he was going to do now, and he looked to Samir. [color=00a651]"I guess I'll j-j-just g-go b-back to the h-h-hotel"[/color]

[b]Time Lord[/b]
There were many things that Time Lord did around the city. He seemed to pop up everywhere, merely watching, and then disappear. Everywhere he went, city guards, and rune knights seemed to follow. He appeared to be toying with them, unafraid. And finally when he had lead them all over time, he found his way back to the palace's library. 

He borrowed-okay, stole-the books he wanted, appearing and disappearing by freezing time, before he found his way back to his camp. He sat, leaning against a tree, reading the books, and one scroll he had taken. He made notes every so often. 

[color=c4df9b]"Hm. It does seem like we will have to rely heavily on the Fairy tail blood. And when we are there..."[/color] He gave a heavy sigh, setting aside the book he was currently reading, he leaned back, recalling all he knew. 

And he knew so much. He was weary, and all he wanted was home. But if he suceeded, home would never be what it was. He took a moment to wonder what it would be like, and knew it was for the better. He looked at the mark on his hand, ungloved in his own camp. [i]The only reason I am here today, is because of Ferrin, and he will never know[/i]. that made Time Lord sad, and he wondered if perhaps there was some way of leaving a history of what he had done, of his life. His journal would be good for that, but it would have to be at the last possible minute.

He gave another sigh. 

He would be content just finding out the answers. And knowing, knowing that...after everything, he'd still be there, in one way. 

[@Lmpkio][@Joshua Tamashii]