<div class="floatleft">(http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv145/JanaelleWoW/Other/tumblr_m9yzwaztkm1rdkypqo1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Michael Sandalphon<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Outside Jack's Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Same as in the picture, sunglasses on<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Billy, Chrissa, Madelyn, Jack, Elizabeth, Vivian, Thomas<br/><br/><strong>"Justice?"</strong>Michael repeated, confusion in his voice as Jack yelled into the mic. Then all the pathways pulsed and began to change, the lines disappearing and shifting all at once. It left Michael reeling and it took every ounce of control he had no to slip and become lost in all that was happening. Not that he could tell what would happen. The choices were changing too fluidly for that, too quickly. When he came back to himself, half the people had moved to kill a man, not in self-defense, but because he was a thief, and Elizabeth was shouting at him.<br/><br/>Alarm flashed over the blind man's features, but he knew she was right, though not in the way she said it. Turning to Jack, he took a hesitant step forward and froze, the way he normally "saw" vanishing as, in his weakness, he could only concentrate on staying out of the web of choices.<strong>"Jack, listen to yourself,"</strong>Michael pleaded,<strong>"I <em>know</em> you have history with Dean, but only one other here has. They're just vehicles that we can replace. He's <em>just </em>a thief and you would kill him. How is that justice?" </strong><br/><br/>Taking a breath, Michael forced himself to<em>see </em>long enough to make it to Jack's side and put a hand on his forearm, squeezing hard.<strong>"The future depends on what you do today,"</strong>he quoted,<strong>"I need you to hold this group in the Light, Jack. You are the strongest, you're sense of right and wrong is pure, but your anger clouds that. Justice, Jack, and if not for that than because <em>we do not have time for this</em>. You will kill someone, if you do not stop them and I am not saving us so we can become like <em>him</em>."</strong>Michael released Jack's arm, took a step back and swayed a little as he placed a hand over his eyes.<strong>"I will guide you, but not into the Darkness. If we go there, you will lose me and may God have mercy on our souls."</strong>