<div class="floatleft">(http://i1316.photobucket.com/albums/t604/lesterthejester/DHeart_zps4814cb66.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Devin "D" Heart<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Theodore Belvedere, Cadance Lumarian, and Evangeline Blackthorne<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Outside; The front lawn of Robichaux's Academy.<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday the 13th of June, Mid-Morning.<br/><hr/><br/>Devin felt absolutely nauseated. The dark wave felt overwhelmingly close and he couldn't concentrate. The wave made him feel weak and he wobbled as he tried to stand up. He turned his head to the other three witches wondering why they weren't reacting the same way as him. He felt increasingly scared by the second and then Cordelia came out with two other people. The other girl witch was the rude one from earlier and another male. The power radiating off the male witch was frightening. Devin seemed so weak and so small compared to him. He flinched when the witch looked up at him. His mind caught different words like scared, blood, extract from him. Devin had enough he started walking over to Theodore, then the male witch went psycho and started jumping around and talking to a tree. Even though Devin didn't know Theodore that well he felt that he wouldn't let the crazy man hurt him. If he could stop him.<br/><br/>D had to stop looking at him it was making him dizzy and frightened. The man felt like evil wrapped in death. His presence felt all wrong and his mind all scattered and cold. It made everything sad and scary. Cordelia's voice made it's way through the dark cold wave and Devin struggled to listen to her when his senses were depleting. When asked Devin walked to the cauldron and picked the spot closet to Delia he couldn't focus on much but the sound of her voice. She handed him a small bag of herbs and started speaking in latin, then everyone started speaking in the language. D stared at his feet, having trouble focusing. His hands were shaking with a cold sweat. D thankful when the bag of herbs fell from his hands it went in the cauldron and he had to try several times to say the latin spell but it was quite upon leaving his lips. He felt delia's hands in his giving him strength to continue but it was hard to stay conscious let alone focused. But he tried anyway and stuck with it.<br/><br/>Gosh he wanted nothing but to run far far away from this place. He clearly didn't know what he was doing, he was alone and currently beyond freaked out. His breathing and words were getting shallow and he wondered how long he could keep this up. This man's very presence was upsetting Devin. He didn't even know who's hand was on his right but he could barely feel it anymore, but he held it together. praying this was all just a bad dream and he was about to wake up.