<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/meganfox/megan_fox300a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Emily Anne Stone<br/><strong>Age/Year:</strong>18, First Year<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Blood: </strong>Half Blood<br/><strong>Clan:</strong>The Demopilous Clan<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>10 3/8th's Willow with a Unicorn hair core.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Aithne, Augustus, Korol, TK<br/><hr/><br/>Emily offered TK a weak smile as he joined the table filled with the clan of The Demopilous.  His friendly greeting was replied with soft mumbled, words spoken on such a soft and breathy voice they were practically impossible to understand. The timid brunette did not attempt to correct herself, preferring to leave the greeting as unheard rather than risk repeating it and drawing attention to herself. After all, did it really matter to TK what she had thought about him joining her at the table? Or becoming a member of the Demopilous Clan? She doubted it very much.<br/><br/>Picking up her fork, Emily mindlessly stabbed at the green vegetables that lay upon her plate like tiny soldiers, each one looking exactly the same in texture and in height. Her mind wasn’t focusing on those around her chatting happily with each other, working hard to welcome those that had joined their family.  It took all of her energy to keep from falling into a million pieces.  She caught Aithne's eye once or twice, but her friends encouraging smile only furthered Emily’s sense of guilt, inadvertently making her feel worse.<br/><br/>Deeply lost in thought, Emily hadn’t noticed the kind Head Master approaching along with the older boy that had caught Emily’s eye during the arrival to the Island. As he spoke, kindly introducing the two, Emily slowly raised her eyes, revealing the deep blue of her orbs framed by thick dark lashes. The panic showed clearly in her eyes as the kindly old man told tale of her plight, putting her very private thoughts into words for Korol to understand before turning to leave as abruptly as he had arrived.<br/><br/>"Uhm, hello again.  I'm Korol...from outside?..."  Emily sat as still as a statue, part of her wondering if she did so then perhaps the handsome forth year might assume she had disappeared in thin air. "So...the headmaster says you're having a tough day?"  Inwardly she cursed her proper upbringing when she found herself nodding in response to his suggestion that she was, indeed having a bad day. Though her blue eyes widened as he suddenly became flustered, swatting at his head for no appartent reason.<em><strong>Perhaps….</strong></em>Emily thought<em><strong>there was a fly or misquito?</strong></em>"What I meant to say, was that I was standing over there having a bunch of self-doubts.  I like to run my hand along the wall...anyway, I think the headmaster wanted me to cheer you up, assuming that would cheer me up.  So..." Emily couldn’t help but offer a smile as Korol continued with his kind offering, drawing a small giggle to her lips as she enjoyed the flourish of his big finish "here I am.  Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?"<br/><br/>Opening her mouth to respond, Emily promptly closed it once again when to her horror she realized she had nothing to say. What could he do to make her feel better? The images that flashed through her mind were nothing short of sinful, surprising the young woman in such a degree it had her mouth falling open, causing her to gap at Korol with far too expressive eyes. Thankfully, the interruption from her fellow clansmen had unknowingly bought her some time to recover, as Emily struggled to gather her thoughts, building a response that would not betray her lustful mind.<br/><br/>"Korol, was it?" Emily’s head swivelled first to TK and then again onto Korol as the younger man offered his idea of comfort "I know it must be tough, but don't give up. It's not hard to get rid of what's bugging you if you find the right way. If you need help, just say the word, and I'll help you in any way I can!"<br/><br/>Emily wasn’t entirely sure she understood what TK was inferring, nor was she any the wiser as to what mysterious problem Korol was suffering from. Either way, Emily knew only one thing. She was stuck at this school for the time being, at least until she could convince her grandmother to allow her to complete he studies from home.<strong>”Thank you for your… um.. for you.. to .. ah.. to … “</strong>she had started off so strong before her tongue got the better of her and once more becoming victim to her own mind she blustered out<strong>”do you work out? I mean… your muscles have muscles!"</strong>Clamping her hand over her mouth, Emily’s eyes grew wide with shock and horror at the sound of her voice commenting on Korol’s body. He would know in no uncertain terms that she had been checking him out, staring at him quite openly in fact.  The soft pink hue began at the base of her throat and slowly climbed along her skin, highlighting her high cheek bones as she once more apologized from behind the safety of her hand.<strong>”I’m an idiot, please… please just ignore me.”</strong><br/>