Dark Veil (Roleplay)

I take a cold shower, and change into a t-shirt and jeans. I sit on my bed, and try to figure out why I feel so...off.
 
(I was kidding, I know you're a guy. I call everyone sista or gurll. And I love Lady GaGa. In 6th grade, I called myself Lord GaGa for over a month :p)
 
as usual, I sit in observatory silence, watching the two bicker like a married couple.
 
I sit, and continue looking on. But then I noticed something strange. Raphael's eyes strike fear in them, as if he was afraid of something... And it's wrong. I automatically leaped off my chair, and jumped I front of Taylor, lest his incompetence not understand the situation now. I know I cannot tackle Raphael down, as he is about twice my size, so I grit my teeth and prepare to endure the strike.
 
Lily jumps in front of Taylor to defend him and die instead. I am instantly moved, but the demon won't make me resist. I try fighting it, lowering the sword slightly, and finally drop it, the demon fleeing from my mind. But now I feel dizzy, and sit down on the bed.
 
My shut eyes won't open until I've heard the sword drop on the floor. I move my hands away from my face to see Raphael on the floor, looking exhausted. "You ok?" I hold out a hand to help him get up.
 
I laugh. "My life there. So, you have a parasite huh? Mine disappeared. I wonder why though.. Anyways, you should go rest. You look like you're about to pass out, and I do not want to drag you all the way to your room."
 
I sigh as he left the room, clearly relieved that I didn't get sliced up. Without glancing at Taylor to see if he got the message or not, I head out, fiddling with my bracelet as I do so.
 
I sigh, watching Raphael leave after his fight was broken up by Lily. "I'm still a little worried about Alex, I'm going to check on her," I say, standing up.
 
So... Cold... I shiver in my bed, after a quick nap. I turn to see James had fallen asleep on a chair across the room. I gigglw slightly and shake my head, unable to move from my bed. I wonder what the others are doing?
 
"N...n...no..." I shiver and feel a little faint. I see James start to wake up in his chair.
Yawning, I ask, "You still look bad. What are we going to do?"
 
Tilting my staff forward slightly, I create a jet of fire that surrounds her, keeping about a foot away to make sure she doesn't burn herself. After a minute, I ask, "Is this helping at all?"
 
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