<div class="floatleft">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w190/Rakykia/Sophia1_zps5fe50fbe.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sophia Wellims / Miss Knight.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Renaissance Seattle Hotel<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone/subtext of her speech hints most at Tora, open<br/><hr/><br/>Sophia sat through the first couple of minutes of the announcement with grim anticipation painted all over her face.<em>"Shadowland..."</em>the word had an playful eeriness to it in her mind where they sat in the same corner with all the other childhood boogieman stories. She had never quite anticipated that she would have to face it within her lifetime, much less here; in Seattle. This was hardly the capital of sorcery and supernatural, she could not fathom what had made the cursed stain appear here. Sophia was sitting at one end of the table, just lost in thought and staring at the projected image of the land touched by an unearthly force when the haughty acting young man spoke up. Despite intending to stay neutral towards the 'impudent youngster' (as her mind was already calling him), she crossed her hands under chest and cast a somewhat doubting glare towards Tora.<br/><br/>She found her frown deepening at the mention of paid compensation. Human lives were at stake here; innocent lives that did not even know what was going on. To protect those who can't protect themselves from magic was such an obvious idea to her that seeing someone so openly disagree with it was beginning to make her blood boil. Her glowed fingers tightened on the ear of the porcelain cup as Tora went on, demanding just about anything that he could think of from samples of the Shadowland creatures to full dominion over those working with him. She sighed, letting the building up frustration blow away as Angelo began speaking with his deeper, more soothing voice. It was Dean's answers to Tira though that echoed her own thoughts, and bore just enough hostility in the tone to be satisfactory. A small smile rose to her lips. She couldn't help it.<br/><br/>Her eyes joined the smirk when Jake added his own bit to it. However, that beginning of a grin was soon flattened into to the regular calm mood when she noticed that the one opening sentence had packed all the sharp of Jake's reply and the rest was a fumbling fountain of disarrayed thoughts.<em>"It fits his style though,"</em>she thought, resting her eyes on his profile until it ended. She nodded, then raised her head and voice to a mostly neutral tone, though some of the words held a slightly condescending edge. She addressed everyone in general, but it was clear that the comment was mainly intended for Tora.<strong>"I would just like to remind everyone, just in case it wasn't clear that we must keep in mind certain level of subtlety when it comes to deciding the course of action, especially if there are mundanes involved. Any sort of <em>extreme</em> measures should be first of all avoided and secondly consulted with everyone involved before going  along with them.”</strong>Her eyes hopped between the others, seeking to meet any that made eye contact with her when she spoke. Finally she ended up looking to Angelo on the other end of the table and him a friendly smile.<strong>“I just had to add that, please keep on. I'm sure the rest of us are just as eager to get to the heart of the issue as Jake.”</strong>