<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/>D didn't have much time to figure out what he was going to do with Theodore because a minute or two later, the handsome witch came outside and rested upon the railing as if nothing happened. D tried really hard not to turn around and look at Theodore but Evangeline's thoughts on how 'Yummy' he was entered his mind, and he had to look. D couldn't fathom that not ten minutes ago did he have his arms around Theodore and was holding him, like he asked. Devin couldn't agree more how yummy Theodore was, but he didn't want to think about it. Conflicting thoughts circled D's head as he was struggling between how good it felt to be with Theodore and all the things that he shouldn't be thinking about him verses the thoughts that kept D from going over to him and making kissing him.<br/><br/>First: Devin wasn't sure how Theodore felt about him, sure he had held him in the bathroom, but Theodore was nice, he would've probably held anyone who asked or whom he had pitied. Second: Theodore was on the witches council, a very exclusive council of his people that probably meant being more than friendly to a basket case witch wasn't going to happen. Third: It would just be too good to be true. Sure being attracted to another boy hadn't been D's plan in life, but it happened, and he wasn't going to make a big deal about it. It wasn't weird or strange it was how he felt, even though he shouldn't feel that way. Not because of homophobic reasons, but because liking Theodore was complicated.<br/><br/>Devin's thoughts were interrupted yet again when Eve asked him if he was okay. Was he that obvious that he was mentally going over the recent events of Theodore?<br/>Eve sounded genuinely concerned and her thoughts followed. Devin couldn't help but to smile at the feisty girl's caring attitude towards him. "Yeah, I am fine thanks Eve." All of a sudden her conversation with Cadance had entered D's mind as if he was actually paying attention to the whole thing. He knew that Cadance was also concerned for him too. How had he not heard her thoughts? The thoughts that were loudest in his head were either witches, people with super charged with emotions and if the thoughts were focused towards himself. It mildly shocked D that he hadn't heard their thoughts upon arriving outside. Thinking about Theodore made his thoughts more jumbled and unfocused/focused; if that made sense. The noise in his head thinking about Theodore blocked out the other voices from coming through. It was strange, but then he felt more connected to these two girls than he had with most people in his life. Then he realized all of this in a matter of quick moments that they were talking about abilities and it was a topic he didn't want to get into. He would hate to be labeled the wicked witch that could hear thoughts and know things about you before you tell them. If asked he was going to say he had the clairvoyant ability to allude to the future, nothing more and nothing less unless he had to. He figured only Cordelia and probably Theodore knew about his power. He wandered if Theodore knew he couldn't read his mind unless he actually concentrated hard onto it.<br/><br/>D felt Cadance's nervousness and wanted anything more than to save her from being more uncomfortable, but figured he'd end up burning himself and everyone else if he got dragged into the power conversation, even though he wanted to hear what everyone else could do. And just like the that, it came to him. What everyone knew that they could do, came into his head. Cadance's earth ability, Eve's reanimation ability, and Theo's fire ability. Wow. That's pretty interesting, but not any of the three witches could read minds. This made Devin feel sick. He was the odd one out yet again in life. He never got the chance to ask Delia if she could read minds but it didn't matter, he doubt she could either. Being a telepathic witch was probably a freaky side effect, like if your parents were brother and sister. It had upset Devin even more on the inside.<br/><br/>D smiled awkwardly and pretended to be interested in the area around him. Walking further away from the other witches to other side of the lawn.  Devin started to hear the thoughts of the people waking up in the early morning of New Orleans. The thought of morning had awoken a hunger inside of him, wishing he had grabbed something to eat instead of just rushing outside. He'd probably wouldn't be so hungry if he ate better upon arriving to the academy, but basically thinking yourself crazy for the majority of you life than, finding out your a witch and your parents making you go to a school for other witches and being the one with the most disturbing powers was kind of upsetting. D sat down on the soft grass a little wet with morning dew but it didn't bother him. He was far enough from the others to be "alone" but close enough to hear if his name was being called. Their thoughts mingled in his own whilst he fiddled with the bottom hem of Theodore's shirt. The smell coming from the shirt was a mixture of laundry detergent and sexy witch. Okay sexy witch didn't have a smell but if it did, Devin would bet his money on Theodore being the scent. Or Eve. Devin looked behind him and looked at the other three witches and felt comfort within them, strangers yes, but it was either his power or his very good intuition but Devin really liked these three. A lot, and could see him getting very close with them. He smiled and then looked to the Academy.<br/><br/>Something was off. In the walls of where the witches would rest there was something unsettling in the house, Devin tried to focus his thoughts on it, but they seemed to push back stronger, as if to say he wasn't ready to know such things. It scared him, usually his powers just worked whether D wanted them too or not, but this was different and it chilled him to his core. There was something dark in the house, very dark. Devin looked back to the others, his face filled with worry. Devin did not want to be the supreme, he knew he couldn't handle it. Though he would do everything he could to keep the dark spirit or whatever it was away from these three. If only he knew what it was. Devin quickly faced forward to not let the others read the emotion on his face and let the thoughts of nearby native New Orleans people's thoughts float around noisily in his head. Distracting himself from his fear.