Xanithum Training Acadamy }Open~Witch/Ghost Acadamy RP{

[nivvin]

Emma shrieked again when she heard the crackling fire. Devon stared down at her, shaking his head as he pushed some sand-colored hair away from his eyes. " Emma. Chill," He said, a slight growl in his voice. Emma looked up at him, " You know I almost died," She said softly, " And you take me for granted," She finished. Devon sighed, pulling her against him, " No, I don't, Emma. Calm down," He replied reassuringly.

[Versa_Mythology]

Demonica sighed. She rolled her eyes lightly and turned, swaying her hips as she moved along the hallway and into one of the various classrooms.

[nivvin]

((The group lives in the woods))

Devon sighed, turned and walked through the woods, leading Emma with him. Emma followed him with a scared expression on her face, warily checking everything over as she clutched his arm. Devon felt bad for Demonica. It was as if Emma'd chased her off.

[Versa_Mythology]

Demonica hated such gushy stuff between Devon and Emma. It just...to her, seemed wrong. She moved a bit faster, jumping from tree to tree, lighting leaves every once in a while.

[nivvin]

"Devon, can we go attack the school soon?" Emma asked out of the blue. "Well, Demonica isn't on our side, and we need backup..so, No," Devon replied plainly.

((If Demonica starts flirting with Devon and stuff, then he can get confused, Emma can get mad at Demonica, and Devon can get mad at Emma for being mean to Demonica))

[Versa_Mythology]

Demonica slowed herself carefully. "Devon? Can I speak to you?" she called softly, waiting for him.

[nivvin]

Devon looked up and nodded. " Of course," He smiled at her, before gently pushing Emma away. " Emma, stay here!" He ignored her protests and jumped up into the tree where Demonica was. " What is it?" He asked curiously, leaning against the tree.

[Versa_Mythology]

She looked at him, and brushed the leaves from his sandy-blonde hair. "Devon...why do you let her cling to you?" she whispered softly, low enough for Emma not to be able to hear. "she is a bit....clingy, don't you think?"

[nivvin]

Devon thought for a moment. He couldn't answer her question. Come to think of it, Emma was clingy. Too clingy. He smiled as she brushed the leaves from his hair, and beckoned for her to come slightly closer. He didn't really think about what he was doing, and he didn't really know what he was doing. But, Demonica didn't seem as clingy as Emma. He waited for her to make another move.

[Versa_Mythology]

She moved closer when he beckoned her to, and then nodded slowly to herself, mostly. "So..." she added softly, looking at her knees, before she looked at him again. "Don't you think she'd need someone...as clingy?"