The Academy of Mystical Beings discussion

**RP**

Ian walked into the graveyard, he walked downt the path looking just in front of him, keeping his eyes away from the graves. He stuffed his hands in his pockets. The place felt so empty but yet so familar.

Ian stopped hearing someone, but didn't bother turning around to see who it was, figuring it was just someone come to see a loved one lost, like him. He sighed and walked to a grave. He stood in front of it.

Ian didn't bother to look at her, instead he closed his eyes and put a hand to his face, he nodded a little.

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath not willing to cry now that a girl was here. He looked at her.

Ian shrugged a little, "Well, does this girl have a name?" he asked with a little less smirk then he would have usally used.

"This boy does indeed have a name, it's Ian." he held out his hand.

He shook her hand, "You too." He thought went to grow some flowers, practically out of thin air to put on his brothers grave like usal, but stopped remembering he was probabaly with a human.

"You can read minds... what are you?" he asked ignoring her comment about the flowers.

He looked at his brothers grave, "I'm a warlock..." he held up the flowers. "Obviously."

He nodded, "Do you go to the acadmey...?" he asked and pointed in the direction it was in.

He shrugged, "Haven't been around there much, I went to my dorm and thats pretty much it." he looked at the grave. "I wanted to come here."

He nodded, "What house?"

He nodded again and smiled a little, "I'm in Were."

He shrugged, "Don't ask me, I have no answer to that."

((brb))

He half smiled.

He shook his head and set the flowers down in front of his brothers grave, "No, don't leave... Maybe we could hang out?" he asked hopefully.

"Cool, it's deppressing here."

He nodded, "I know; I've been here plenty of times to know."

"I can't not think about him. He was 10."

He nodded and squeezed her hand.

He nodded, "Sure."

He glanced at the grave one last time and followed her.

((Dont kill him... virtually, but Aalina and Drafo are still in the forest))

"Yeah." he said and looked at her. "Howd you know?"

((I meant... Oh nvm my iPod is just stupid))

He smiled. "Im pretty tan." he said

((Wat?!?! If We have to kill one it must be Ian, Dracos important!!))

He shrugged.

((LOL, they'll both live))

Ashley walked over to the graveyard with flowers in her hand and sat down next to her granmas grave stone and set the flowerd down.

He shrugged, "Surf." he said.

Ashley got up with her head down and let out a small smile. she turned around to go home and she saw Audrey and Ian.

He stopped and looked back at her, smiling. "Yeah..."

Ashley backed away befor then could see her tattoo on her arm starded to burn she gripped it still backing away.

He followed Audrey.

Ashley looked at them. she dident say a word.

"Im Ian."

"A..Ashley.." she said in a really soft voice.

Ashley held her arm and let out a small glare. "what Mark?" she asked.

"its nothing.." She said looking at her arm.

Ashley sighed "its nothing" she said again.

Ian stayed quiet.

He shrugged innocently, "That would be why I haven't said anything."

"yeah, i do," she said and looked over at Ian then back at her "sorry,i should get going.." she said

Ian rolled his eyes.

"no, i seems that i intrrupted something, Im sorry," she backed away

Ian smiled and looked at Audrey, "You don't have to leave. It's fine."

"Its okay," she said and backed into james,

James coverd her mouth and hugged her

"Oh Ashley its been a long time sence i have seen you," he said acting like her father.

Ashley looked up and saw james her eyes wide.

Ian moved forward, half glareing at James.

James looked them "Dam you have some scarry frinds Ash," James said backed away

Ashley glared, her Tatoo begin to glow and it burned james chest he yelled in pain backing away "what the hell what that!" James said

Ashley glared at him wipping her the dirt of her clothes "you know i can call the cops for rape! you dont grabe a girl like that you looser!" her eyes turned a wolf amber color.

"Nor do I." Ian smirked.

James glared into Ashley's eyes and pulled out his arrow and shot it at her it was going really fast.

Ashlet sighed and put her hand out grabbing the arrow "you wolf hunting toys wont work on me," she said as she snapped the arrow in half.

James backed away "your a stong one," he smirked.

Ian laughed, "I could always set him on fire." he suggested.