<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>Every Witch<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Ancestry Room<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday the 13th of June, Morning.<br/><hr/><br/>The air shifted in the room when Devin and Delia were sitting alone, he could feel someone coming, but only knowing two people in the house and one of them is in front of him, he didn't know who it was. It was a she, with a very strong personality. The woman came into the room a few seconds later greeting Delia and then her gaze set onto Devin. He didn't look up at her, but upon hearing her thoughts coming forcefully in his head he couldn't help but to smirk a little. She extended a hand to him and introduced herself. That's when he looked her over not so subtly from her legs to her face. She was absolutely stunning, extremely pretty. Devin looked down at her hand so he didn't stare. Eve had made him feel funny, not like the way Theodore made him feel, she had an overwhelming aura about her. He took her hand a gave it a quick squeeze.<br/><br/>"Morning, Eve. My name is Devin, nice to meet you." he said quickly, letting her hand go and looking away. That's when he sensed him, Theodore or lack of sense. He kind of had like an empty air about him. Not that Theodore was air headed, but lack of sense. Devin couldn't sense him unless he concentrated which was weird usually he didn't have to concentrate to for his powers to work, they were in a constant state of on. All the time. Devin just tried to ignore it, but with Theodore there was this lack of sense, like he could sense there was a "shielded" sense about him but didn't understand it. Then he came into the room and Devin's heart stopped. He was too afraid to look up at him, didn't want to embarrass himself. Then he noticed his gaze falling upon Devin. He had to look at him, and he did.<em>Gosh he is handsome.</em>His mouth became dry and he couldn't move, he looked at his lips as they were forming words but he wasn't paying attention. Mesmerized by the man that was looking at him.<em> What?</em>Devin mentally asked himself. It took him a moment or two to realize he has asked how he was sleeping. Was it really that obvious that he hasn't been sleeping well? He hadn't talked about it with anyone. Nervously Devin bit his lower lip and his face began to flush. "Mhmm" he lied, not trusting his voice to speak. Devin looked down at his shoes when Theodore started talking to Eve. A small quick flash of jealous hit him mentally as he chatted with her.<br/><br/>A thoughts of nervousness and uncertainty made itself known in Devin's mind, it was another student. Unknowingly having mutual feelings about this little meeting like Devin did. He looked up at the ceiling and smiled. As she made her way trying to find the small gathering of witches. Her thoughts were less bombarding since having his very small chat with Theodore, so it wasn't bad. Kind of like a little bird singing in the distant. This girl had a nice mind, and nice thoughts. She was kind, yet nervous it made Devin feel very relaxed with her. A minute or two she finally entered the room and stayed in the back. Devin's head was already turned too the archway she emerged from when she walked in, he smiled at her and silently mouthed a "Hi." Thankful for their shared nervousness he started feeling a tad bit more comfortable. Then the thoughts of everyone started intermingling, Eve's, Cadance's, and Cordelia and someone else's, Theodore's thoughts were kind of like static on an empty radio hard to pick up unless you really listened and Devin didn't want to. But this other student, girl, she had a carefree attitude that Devin envied. The song she was previously listening to replaying in his mind over and over again was giving him a headache mixed with the other students thoughts, being so closed to them it was kind of watching five tv shows at once with the volume's increasing getting louder. He could tell when they other girl got in the room cause her thoughts were just as loud as everyone else's. He had a hard time listening to his own let alone concentrating to decipher the others.<br/><br/>Then Cordelia started talking about the new supreme, thanks to Theodore's quick lessons about the history of witches when they came her to New Orleans from Seattle he knew barely enough to know what she was talking about, but in all the years the supreme was a woman and men being witches is a new thing, so the percentage of Devin being the supreme was slim and he didn't want to be an all powerful witch, he didn't even want his own power. It was annoying. As Delia started talking about being condemned by fire Devin looked over at Theodore, he wasn't kidding. I thought he was being silly when he said witches were set to the stake if they mistreated one of their own kind but it rarely happened. Being seventeen and not that physically strong he didn't think he'd ever harm anyone on purpose. As Cordelia finished, Devin's head was spinning, the thoughts of witches was like hearing the thoughts of a couple hundred students at school, their thoughts were stronger though. They emotionally charged with strong energy and vibrated in head harshly. He wanted to ask if he had to go through the lessons if he didn't want to be the supreme, but couldn't bring himself to ask. He put a hand to his head, the ever increasing headache was starting up again and worse this time. His face cringed and he closed his eyes as he tried to push back at the thoughts, but it wasn't working. It felt as if he was trying to push wind during a storm. It wasn't going to happen right now. He concentrated harder not wanting to cause a scene like previous times, but the harder he pushed the less it was working, he continued pushing anyway. Devin didn't even realize that blood started trickling from his nose until a drop splashed on his hand. He reopened his eyes and looked in shock at his left hand in his lap.<em>Oh my.</em>He thought as he quickly muttered, "Excuse me" and stood up pressing his hands to his nose as he left the ancestry room trying not to get blood on anything or anyone.<br/><br/>Devin was completely embarrassed as tried quickly rushed to a bathroom on the first floor. Once inside he rushed to the toilet paper and began jamming it up his nose. Now the whole coven probably thought he was a coke head or something. he went over to the mirror and noticed he got blood all over his face and all on his t-shirt. He searched for a small rag. He found one in a cabinet next to the sink, he quickly got it wet with water and began cleaning his face of blood. He took of his shirt and sat on the floor holding more toilet paper in his nose hoping the bleeding would stop, being further away from the witches lessened the headache and so he stopped trying to push at it, so hopefully the blood will stop. Devin reached up and put his shirt in the sink and leaned his back on the cool white tile wall. Closing his eyes and forgetting to close the door.