<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<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Theodore's Bedroom of the Robichaux's Academy.<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday the 13th of June, Afternoon.<br/><hr/><br/>Theodore was magic. Blame it on his looks, his charm, the witchiness in veins or all of the mentioned. He is wonderful. And that is exactly what Devin felt when Theodore grabbed his hand to keep him from running away from him; wonderful. Though the subtle forcefulness of the way Theodore handled him was kind of scary though, he detected a bit of anger laid dormant in him, but maybe it was just a thought. Devin almost forgot about the voices of others in his head had disappeared upon the touch. His voice like velvet in his ear, the way he spoke was relaxing yet sensual. All these emotions were very new with Devin. Upon grabbing Devin, Theodore had frighten him and he had dropped his spell book, but he didn't even notice.<br/><br/>"Theodore... How-..." Devin tried asking how he is able to do that, but part of him didn't want to know. Part of him was secretly afraid it was all a trick to keep him here at the house, of course D would not let himself think about such things about Theodore. Since the questions D had about Theodore were not being answered telepathically he would have to ask the old fashion way. Talking. Socially Devin is not that advanced, he never really needed to be. Most time he found it difficult trying to hear spoken word over one said mentally. But he's not totally helpless.<br/><br/>Though his power had been growing throughout the years Devin never felt more human, more basic, more relaxed when he was in physical contact with Theodore. That contact had him ignore the question that was asked for a few moments while he enjoyed the silence. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude, I jus-um. I just didn't want to bother you. I saw that you were reading... D looked up at Theodore's adorable face and shakes his head. "Okay how do you do that? I mean you have to know about my curse and how I can..." Devin looks around suddenly self conscious "...Read people's thoughts," He whispered. "But I can't read yours, how can you block me? How do you make it all stop. Please I have to know. I, maybe, uh, I just think maybe if I knew how to make it stop than I wouldn't have to be here and I wouldn't have to be around you feeling the thoughts that I do. I don't even make a good witch. I can't control the one thing I can do and I don't know any spells nor can I do anything. So I can't be much help to the cause or the school or whatever. It's just this burden that has been a part of my life since I can remember. You make it manageable, you make it all stop. And I just want to know, how, " Devin gripped Theodore's hand hard. "I don't want to struggle anymore or be in the pain. I want to be normal, I never was normal. You make me feel this certain way I've never felt before, and I understand that I shouldn't because you're like a head special witch or something, it's just everything is happening fast, and I'm losing myself and my mind. I'm just..."<em>Scared</em>.<br/><br/>Devin kept his rambling going, sometimes looking at Theodore and sometimes looking around the room because some of the things he was uncomfortable saying. He was glad he said it and embarrassed. Why did he have to go and say those things and probably creep him out. D pulled his hand from Theodore's grip and looked down at his shoes. He's probably going to think him a super freak now, he keeps rambling when he's around, he has freaky powers, and he is odd. That's probably what Theodore's thinking. Gosh! Devin just wanted to cry. He always messes everything up.