<br/><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>Witches Of Robichaux's<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Dinning Room.<br/><strong>When: </strong>20th of July, 10:10 am .<br/><hr/><br/>Devin was awake, and had been awake for some time now. He was already showered and ready by the time Delia popped in his room and told about the first of the seven wonders to be tested of us was today. Devin nodded and she disappeared. Never prying but seemingly knowing all. Devin was wearing black slippers, dark gray jeans, and a dark black v-neck t-shirt. His porcelain skin was of course very clean and well kept like his black hair. Devin looked himself over in his mirror and stood there enchanted by something off. There was a certain sparkle in the mirror's reflection of himself. It was in his eyes as he gazed deeper he realized that his mirror self didn't gaze back and instead of leaning forward he was standing there smiling. Freaked out Devin back away and tripped on his bed and sat on it looking at his reflection standing there in the mirror. Mirror D gestured to behind him and he noticed that his room was burning. Devin looked all around his room without seeing a flame in sight. But the reflection's room was burning nevertheless. Mirror D pulled a finger up to his mouth as his eye turned an unholy black as he made a "shushing face" and started silently screaming in pain because of the fire happening all around him engulfing him in a trapped inferno.<br/><br/>Devin had no idea what he just witnessed, he was totally freaked out of his mind. Was it another witch casting a spell on him or something else. Weird and strange things started happening more and more when he delved into his magick. And he knew he should keep this little thing to himself, but he laid back down and tried to calm himself down. He was such a baby and he hated it. Over the last few weeks Devin and Theodore had gotten closer. Just like two close friends. Theodore was ever sweet, teaching him some spells, letting him borrow his books on witch trials and history of the seven wonders and what happened to witches who couldn't past the test. Some test were dangerous and life threatening and some, like teleporting was either you could do it or you couldn't. Devin wasn't worried about being a supreme he could just feel that he wasn't. He had really good feelings about these types of things. He never fail a test though, and he knew he was a powerful witch because Theodore kept telling him so. Recently Devin, with Theodore's help, was able to tone down his telepathy. Now thoughts didn't scream in his head, they were more like a whisper, unless he was in a room with a bunch of people then he kind of lost control. Devin was able to avoid most of the other witches and Delia most of the time because he spent most of his time with Theodore or alone. Theodore has been flirty with Devin but that's about it. Devin started to think it was because of some of the other boys in the house, especially the newer child, Surua. Devin couldn't blame Theodore, the boy was adorable and cute and a bit smaller than him. Plus his white hair made him interesting and he wasn't a huge problem like Devin was. Devin noticed that Theodore had been spending less time with him that last couple of days and that was upsetting to Devin, but he wasn't going to force the male witch to do anything he didn't want to do.<br/><br/>Devin was still laying on his bed calming down from that frightening reading in his mirror when he realized he was already late for the lesson. He lightly stretched his mind out and realized everyone witch was already in the dinning hall. His mind cringe when he realized there was a bunch more witches in a smaller room and that was going to be hard for his head to keep its cool but he had to try nonetheless and beside he had a good feeling he could teleport. Even though he didn't believe he could be the supreme. He was walking down the hall almost to the dinning room when he heard Delia's voice projected magically throughout the halls. He quicken his step to make it in the room in time before Delia closed off the room. He felt so embarrassed and ashamed to be late to this meeting. Especially because he was the last witch.<br/><br/>"I am so sorry Headmistress Cordelia. I hope you can forgive my tardiness. I was distracted." His face was full of embarrassment and apologies. He looked at all the faces in the room that looked back at him. And it hit him like a fat brick. All of their thoughts came bombarding in demanding his attention one after the other. He quickly sat down at the far end of the room by himself several seats away from everyone else. He didn't care if he seemed antisocial. He wanted to be antisocial. He tried clearing his mind and focusing on train of thought and it happened to be that rude witch Layla insinuating Devin and Theodore had been physical together recently. The other thoughts meshed together as he tried to focus on spoken word or lack there of. His eyes were watery and he refused to look at Theodore for help. If he wanted to spend time alone with Devin then Devin refused to go running to him every time his cursed decided to overthrow him. He could struggle himself or try to help himself. His eyes looked around the room at the Witches briefly. He basically knew more about them then he cared to. Most of them had share more than a personal dream or thought or two in his mind a week, but seeing them all in the same room now was a ripe splinting headache. He concentrated on one thing and that was Cordelia. He centered himself on her and pushed hard against everyone's thoughts. He wondered if he couldn't do this how the hell was he going to transmute with all the thoughts in his head. He pushed even harder, and it was all hushed down, for now.<br/>