Shadows and Paralysis

[Devyn Solway]

Since that meeting in the bathroom, Devyn took it upon herself to really be one of Zoe's friends. As such that meant at some point she was going to have to make a visit to Zoe's room. Sniff around, touch a few things, and possibly make sure to leave her scent behind or something like that. Really it was just to hang out with the girl again, since the loner did like to be among people she liked. Which was about possibly three people at the moment at this school. Not that she hated everyone or anything, but in terms of who she would go out of her way to hang out with, there was about three...five at the most. She was not really sure if she was being honest; it had to be something she has to think about.

It was about eight something at night so she figured Zoe would be in her room at least at this time. She had already found out that Zoe lived in the Co-Ed Dorms, and that her room was 204. So she made her way over there carrying a thirty inch wolf stuff animal under one of her arms. She had thought to herself before that she was going to get Zoe a stuff animal. She was not even sure Zoe liked stuff animals, or even wolves. She still had things to learn about this girl, but she had gotten the gift already and if Zoe didn’t want it that was fine by her. It just be something Zoe could touch, hold in her arms, and not have to worry about hurting it, since it was a stuff animal and it didn’t feel anything. She knocked on the Room 204 door.

"Zoe, let me in! Or I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll just knock again." Devyn said with a slight chuckle. Ah, bad wolf joke. Devyn thought to herself as she remained in front of the door. She didn’t even mind if someone else opened the door really. So long as Zoe was there or if not, she could always break into the other girls room with a bit of lock picking magic, but this was the first way to do it. Less aggressive and slightly more civil of her. She pulled out her phone now, ready to send Zoe a text, but knocked first once more. What to text her? I still need to get a photo of her. Devyn thought to herself, planning on snapping a photo of Zoe right away if it had been her to answer the door.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

There were a few things on Zoe's mind at that moment, and Devyn was not among them. First and foremost was some frustration with the thermostat. It was, thankfully, still more or less winter in Kalispell, Montana, despite the fact that they were just past the middle of March, but Zoe's various roommates had determined that winter meant jerking the heat up to new heights. Worse, Zoe was pretty sure that it was at least partially because of the plants, and she really couldn't hold that against someone. The problem was that Zoe had to always have nearly all parts of her covered up. Which meant that she got to wear a long sleeved shirt that was at least of a breezy fabric, a pair of sleeper pants, her ever present gloves (and oh, did Zoe own far more pairs than any girl of eighteen rightfully should). All this would have been fine had it not been for the aforementioned heat.

Then there was the whole fact that Zoe had effectively turned her private bathroom into a dark room. There were several photos hanging there, the various solutions dripping about. Which meant wet and hot, which made for a very frustrated Zoe. She was just reaching up to wipe at her forehead with her sleeve when she thought she heard a knock. None of her roommates needed to knock, and they usually accompanied anyone who came to visit. True, Zoe had yet to meet one of her roommates, and Kayne was about as rude as could be, but they at least tried to be somewhat civil to one another. Had to, given their rooming situation.

It was when Zoe heard a muffled voice, especially muffled through two doors that she sighed and carefully adjusted her photographs. She was soon out of her dark room, rolling her sleeves and adjusting to make certain that everything was covered. She reached the door soon enough, opening it to find...

her picture being taken.

"What?" managed the girl, blinking at the person standing there. "Devyn? You do realize that it's considered polite to let someone know you're---is that a wolf?" she looked at the wolf, then at the phone. Zoe didn't have a clue what was going on here. Then again, that did sort of sum up her relationship with Devyn in a sentence, didn't it?

[Devyn Solway]

Yes, got a photo. Devyn thought to herself pleased as she first was looking over the photo and going right to setting it as Zoe's contact image as of now, until she for a one of Zoe smiling or blushing. She wanted a really cute one so that way when Zoe called; if she ever called, Devyn would get to see that cute face of her to match the voice on the other end of the phone. "I do, but I was going for a surprise picture." Devyn admitted as her eyes drifted over Zoe. Well darn, she was still pretty much covered, did she ever get hot? She had too. Devyn was getting hot just looking at her, and with her jacket on, feeling the heat coming from the room. Should ask her to just strip down and wrap her in a towel or blanket or something.

"It is a wolf, and it’s for you." Devyn said making the pretty big stuff animal do something of an odd dance over towards Zoe so she would take it. "Going to invite me in cutie?" Devyn asked with a wink, she did say she was going to call Zoe cute every time she saw her. Oh! Devyn quickly moved to slide past Zoe so she could get into the room and behind the girl. Going to slide her arms around the other girl’s waist, pull her back against her, in order to hug her from behind. If she was successful for her attempted hug she would lean in to give Zoe a super quick kiss on her cheek and made sure to make it a quick one and go to pull away from the other girl. That way she would not get all paralyzed or anything.

"So, are you busy? Can we hang out? We should hang out." Devyn said with a nod of her head. Kind of not really going to leave Zoe a choice in the matter. Like Zoe could say no, but Devyn was not just going to go away so easily. If Zoe kicked her out then it was going to be the window plan.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Surprise picture? Somehow that didn't surprise Zoe. Nearly everything that Devyn did was a surprise of some kind; the girl seemed to thrive on surprises, especially surprises that affected Zoe. The photographer did feel more than a little put out by the fact that the girl she had a crush on (she could admit as much to herself if nothing else) now had a completely disheveled picture of her, which no doubt would be used as a contact. However, this was Zoe. She wasn't bold enough to, say, take the phone and switch the photo, and she certainly wasn't going to say anything about it. No, Zoe took the much more mature tactic of looking put out.

And then taking a large wolf in her arms. Which rendered her completely defenseless for what came next. At least Zoe didn't tense up when Devyn wrapped arms about her. In fact, Zoe's heart actually did a little flutter and the flush was slightly less embarrassed than usual. She did, however, tense when she felt lips brush her cheek. Zoe had to fight the urge to freak out or immediately scream. Devyn knew what she was doing. Though even that slight brush would leave Devyn's lips tingling, as though she'd just applied some sort of numbing creme to them. It also only served to make poor Zoe more confused and flustered, which, considering that she'd started fairly flustered to begin with, practically left the girl speechless.

"Um, not really," she finally managed. She shifted her grip on the giant wolf and moved to close the door. Then Zoe had the urge to sort of lift the toy up to give something of a hug, while at the same time breathing it in. It smelled like Devyn, sort of, which just made Zoe blush. It's not like she'd ever date you. Someone like Devyn would need physical intimacy, Zoe. You'd feel horrible if you had to explain that could never happen. "I was just developing some photos in my bathroom," she said, flushing again and lifting a hand off the wolf to point. "I've already got some around if you wanted to look at them or something..." Zoe didn't really know what else to do. Sadly, all her experience in "hanging out" had been either around photography or, well, her step-sister, who was incredibly easy to hang out with for all kinds of reasons...

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was amused by the put out look Zoe was giving her, but she didn’t say anything about it. If Zoe wanted her to take say another photo or delete the one she took on her phone she was going to have to bold up and say it. However, Devyn didn’t really expect her too, not yet anyways. Zoe was still a shy cute girl and as such Devyn could not see Zoe getting snappy with her. Unless Zoe was like defending a photo she took or talking about how dangerous her powers where. Still, Devyn could not really picture an angry Zoe, at least not yet. She still needed to get to know the other girl and that was what she planned to do. Wonder if she like Kitty. Devyn thought to herself for a quick moment, thinking about her other friend for what...a year...possibly a little more or less.

"Told you I was going to call you cute and touch you a lot more." Devyn whispered, not worried about getting herself hurt or anything. Zoe was covered, and so was she, so there was always some touching she could do. It was nice to feel Zoe not tense up in her arms, but her lips did feel weird after the kiss. Which was why she was poking at them. They were numb and she could not feel them. She didn’t freak out or anything, because numb was better than convulsing on the floor. So as long as the skin to skin was quick she would just have to deal with the numb feeling. Devyn was still distracted with nibbling on her own lip so didn’t mind the moment of no words spoken, but her attention was fully on Zoe when she heard the other girl speak. "Good, because I have plans for me and you...you and I." Devyn said with a sly grin as she pointed to the backpack she was wearing, but not planning on revealing what she had planned just yet.

A warm smile spread across Devyn's lips at seeing Zoe hug the stuff wolf. Good, she seems to like it. Her head was tilting a little to the side at the mentioning of photos. "Oh, show me. In your room right?" Devyn asked as she looked around and sniffed in the air, picking up where Zoe's scent was the strongest and heading right over to her room. Devyn did however wait outside in the doorway of Zoe's room. Peeking in and looking around, taking in the scents. She was being respectful and letting Zoe go in first. It was basically her way of letting Zoe know that she respected her privacy, somewhat. At the moment anyways. If Zoe had not been here she would have been less inclined too, but Zoe didn’t need to know that. Her green eyes looking over to Zoe as she leaned on the door frame. "So, did you dream of me?" Devyn asked with a raised eyebrow and a sly smirk on her face.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Whispering was definitely not helping. It was, in fact, sending shivers down Zoe's spine and causing little goosepimples to arise. Thankfully Zoe's concealing clothing would do wonders at hiding any such reactions from Devyn. though, actually, she wasn't sure how to react to that. While admittedly Zoe didn't have a whole lot of experience in it, she couldn't help but feel like Devyn was acting a little less like a "friend" and more like a "girlfriend," which Zoe thought should be bothering her more than it actually was.

Zoe didn't actually see Devyn working her lips, which was probably a good thing in this case. She was still somewhat wrapped up in the giant wolf and processing the fact that she'd actually been kissed. Okay, so Zoe had obviously been kissed before, but, well, it was, like, by relatives and stuff, and obviously before her power. I think she likes me. Well, obviously she likes me, but in an "I'm attracted to you, let's go in the bedroom and snog" way as opposed to the "you're swell, let's be mates" sort of way. Oh, wonderful, Zoe, you're being more British in your thoughts; that's always splendid.

"What? Plans?" she managed, lowering the wolf for a moment. She'd been wrapped up in her mental diatribe and thought that she'd missed something there. But the plans apparently had now come to mean "look at the photos," which Zoe could deal with. She started to point, but Devyn had already bounded off in exactly the right direction. Zoe paused for a moment, wondering how before realizing that this was probably tied to her power. The British ex-pat blushed and hurried to catch up, nearly bumping into Devyn when she stopped.

As for the question, well, Zoe just blushed, ducking down to hide her face behind the wolf for a moment. She wormed around Devyn and opened up the door, sneaking inside her bedroom. Thankfully, Zoe proved to be quite the housekeeper. Her set of drawers stood on one end, a small, closed wicker hamper sitting next to it. Her bed had been made, the standard school sheets looking almost like they'd been done by a motel clerk. The desk had been carefully organized for homework, with a small space cleared. And there were the photographs. A giant corkboard dominated a wall, with various black and white photographs strewn about it, some forming various stories. One or two had words written in a flowing, feminine script, sometimes scrawled across the photo itself or etched in the white. Nearly all of them were artful though, showing the obvious skill that Zoe had perfected.

[Devyn Solway]

If she had seen the shiver or the goose-bumps, oh it would have just encouraged her to mess with Zoe even more. However she didn’t, so she was just going to have to miss out on another way to get at Zoe. Devyn was a bit weird at that when it came to her friends. What few she had. She give her friends gifts, hugs, and even a kiss to the cheek if that’s what they wanted. Granted depending on how the other person took them and the longer they hung out then she would settle into a more appropriate behavior, well sort of appropriate behavior. The flirting was always going to happen, it was all in good fun in her mind and it made the other person feel good or got a blush out of them she do it more often. As a friend you were supposed to make your friend happy and important. Granted that did blur with being in a relationship with someone, except a relationship like dating was more intimate.

I would be lying if I said I was not attracted to her. There were just certain people that as soon as she met them, she was attracted to them. Yes she liked both genders and found everyone attractive to a point, but there was those few people every so often that she meet and there would just be this tension between the two of them, a connection of sorts, and it was true that she might have been a little more flirty and extra nice to them. Zoe just happened to be one of those people and the fact that she could not really touch her without there being some danger just made her want to bother Zoe more. It was like wanting what you could not have. Devyn thinking of a time she desired a straight girl for a time, she ended up getting her, but before the girl was straight as a board. Her lip was still pretty much numb but it didn’t feel as numb as it had before, yet she still nibbled on it a little

"Yes, plans. I'll tell you them after you have shared your photos with me." Devyn said which was the honest truth. Soon as Zoe showed her the photos she was going to act on her plan. She had brought a portable DVD player, a couple of movies, and some snacks, all sitting in her backpack. They were going to watch a movie together in Zoe's room. That was always a fun thing to do with a friend in Devyn's book. Watch movies, talk, wrestle, and just laze around somewhere was an idea of a good time to Devyn. Zoe didn’t really look like she be the type to have a nice play wrestle, might be too worried about an accidental touch. So talking and movies was what was left for the moment. Devyn's smirk widened at Zoe not answering her question and hiding her face away. She would have been better off telling a lie, because avoiding it was only encouraging Devyn. Waiting for Zoe to go into her room first before she did.

"So should I take your silence as a yes that you did dream about me? What kind of dream was it Zoe?" Devyn asked in a whispered sly tone, keeping her eyes on Zoe as Zoe worked on opening the door. Whoa, super organized. Devyn thought immediately as she entered the room, green eyes quickly looking around the room. Everything was in order, so perfect. The wild side in Devyn wanted to just mess something up, at least untuck a corner. Devyn was pretty neat herself since she had a military father, but she still would leave the occasional clothing article on the floor and her bed was not always made since sometimes she was running late and didn’t have time to make it. "Nice room Zoe." Devyn said simply as her eyes darted to the large corkboard, all the photos, her mouth did fall open and hang there for a moment as she looked over the photos. "Wow, you are really good Zoe. I always thought black and white was okay, but these are beautiful." Devyn was not even lying, she had no need to. Zoe really had a talent. She kind of went at a loss for words now as she was looking at each and every one of the photos on the wall, her head tilting a little to the side as her green eyes scanned them over.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Okay, so Zoe didn't know exactly what Devyn had in mind, and she really wasn't certain that she should be excited about the prospect. She just had a feeling that whatever Devyn had in mind was probably going to be at least interesting, and likely involving snuggling or something. Zoe didn't want to think about how sad it was that she was looking forward simply to that: Devyn was the only person she'd met here that she felt comfortable enough to let touch her, even with the clothing and stuff. And now that Devyn at least knew a little bit what touching Zoe's skin was like, Zoe knew she could relax a little more still.

Though obviously not totally, what with the mentions of dreams that were certainly not bringing back memories that Zoe did not want to address. She most certainly didn't want to explain that she'd thought about licking, of all things, which had most definitely been planted in her brain by Devyn the last time. Thankfully, there was the room to distract, or, more accurately, the photographs were. Zoe let her eyes roam over the gathered collage, feeling a swell of pride.

"Thank you," she said, flushing a little. "I'm afraid that I don't have any of you, yet. I---" she wanted the first photographs to be special, but no way in hell was she going to vocalize that. Especially since it was now reminding Zoe that Devyn's first photograph of her involved her all mussed, without makeup, fresh from her dark room, and feeling flushed from the heat. Thinking of it reminded her, and she plucked at her shirt a little, letting out a breath.

"I think my favorite's that one," she said, pointing at a series involving Shiloh Walker. The boy looked almost fragile in a few shots, the whole series demonstrating a range of motion. They seemed to be a mix of a strange outdoor shot that looked like it had been taken while Zoe was sitting on the ground, a few shots that Shiloh clearly hadn't known about, and then some posed shots in front of a building. careful script lined the bottom, creating a chain poem when you read them in order.

[Devyn Solway]

There would be snuggling together indeed, or at least some form of contact in Devyn’s plan. After all Zoe had said yes to want Devyn to touch her more. Plus Zoe was missing out on an important human need, the affirmation of touch and some form of contact with another person. Devyn could not really imagine what it must have been like to not be able to hug someone, shove at them playfully, or even give a high-five. Well, Zoe could do all that so long as she was covered or the other person was, but Zoe clearly was worried about doing that and for a slightly good reason, so Devyn was not going to yell and scream at her that she needed to get out there and start interacting with people. She was still going to bring it up and encourage Zoe to do such things and do her part to make sure Zoe had some kind of human contact at the very least.

Zoe still was not really saying anything about if she had a dream about her or not, but Devyn was going to let it go. At least for now, but Zoe had better be prepared for her to ask again at some point. Leaving it in the air just made Devyn want to know more and she was fine with a truth or a lie in fact. Heck she might not even ask what the dream was about, there was a high chance she would because she was curious, but she might not. Either way, she stored the question in the back of her mind for later as she focused on the many different black and white pictures on the wall. Even the poems were pretty good, but Devyn was better at judging photos, and not so much poems, but still in her opinion they were pretty good. "None at all of me? Well darn. Wanted to see what I looked like in a black and white photo." Devyn really was curious, she didn’t have really too many photos of herself, in her teenage years. She had some when she was a kid back when her father was alive, and of course the rare few once she had taken of her from school, but none of those were black and white.

"You could take one of me now, or you want it to be a surprise photo too?" Devyn asked in a slight teasing manner, because with her senses the only real way to get a surprise photo of her would have to be when she was napping or just got out of the shower. Sometimes if she was really working hard in a workout she be out of it, but in most cases she made sure to be aware of her surroundings. Devyn green eyes darted to the one that Zoe said was her favorite. Different photos of some pretty boy. He looked so breakable and some photos looked like Zoe had been sneaky about them, which brought a sly smirk to Devyn's face. "Got a crush on him?" Devyn didn’t even beat around the bush about it and went right to her question, watching Zoe closely. She was not sure if she could see Zoe having a crush on the boy, but she did say his photoset was her favorite and he was a cute boy.

He would not really have been Devyn's type. She would still flirt with him for sure, but she was not really into the frail looking males. If it was a guy she wanted them to be tough and not looking like they would break or blow away in the wind. He looked like he would make a good gay friend. If he even was gay, but either way he was cute and if Zoe had a crush on him that be cute as well and Devyn would so support shoving the two of them together. After she got to know this guy first and if he was brave enough to touch Zoe. "Is he your type?" Devyn asked a little after her question, looking back and forth between the photos on the wall of the boy and Devyn, trying to picture the two of them standing next to one another. Would be cute.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Zoe flushed again as Devyn talked about the fact that there were no photos of her. It wasn't like she hadn't already said that she'd be taking pictures of the other girl soon enough. No, Zoe's overactive imagination had to immediately think of various artistic photographs; it didn't help that Zoe often saw the real beauty in people and things when she was photographing things. There was just something about the lens and the situation that could make even the most unappealing sight appealing.

Devyn certainly wasn't unappealing.

"I think I have a few in the dark room," she said, flicking her eyes to Devyn. She fidgeted again. Asking Devyn to pose for her felt... awkward. It was the whole intimacy of the situation. And again: it didn't help that Devyn had to continually flirt or turn everything Zoe said toward that sort of thing. The photographer flushed as Devyn suggested a crush on Shiloh. "He's too young for me," she said dismissively. Yes, she was going to focus on the age difference, despite it only being a few years, and certainly not the fact that she suspected that neither she nor Shiloh would ever be interested in one another for various as of yet unsettled reasons.

Of course, Devyn wasn't going to let that lie. Zoe felt her tongue grow thick for a moment while she thought about types, and she eventually licked her lips again. Her ears were blazing now, and she focused hard on the pictures in front her. She might as well say it; Devyn would find out anyway: "Actually, I seem to prefer a more androgynous look," she admitted. She did reach up and tap one of Shiloh's pictures. "Shiloh's pretty but, uh, he's not really the sort of pretty I normally..." she fidgeted, biting her lip as she lowered her hand. She rubbed her hand against her arm and then looked around for a moment. This seemed to remind her that she was, in fact, in her bedroom with someone she had a crush on. Great, that was just... great.

[Devyn Solway]

"Dark room?" Devyn asked with a raised eyebrow because unless Zoe had some hidden door or something she could not really see there being a dark room anywhere. Had to be a room where no light could get into or else the photos would be ruined. Her green eyes looked around for a moment before falling on the bathroom door. Well one could turn their bathroom into a dark room, but what about when it was time for a shower. Plus it had to be hot in that room, plus the chemicals used for the photos was not really people safe; at least that’s what she head. Yet Devyn didn’t really know too much about the process, just things she picked up on TV and such. "How fast can you develop a picture by the way?" The question was quick to enter Devyn's mind which was why it just slipped out. "Say if you were to take a photo of me right now, how long until I could see it?" Devyn asked, wanting to know really because she had no clue, she did most things digital and never really thought about the whole process of developing a photo before.

Devyn could not help but to chuckle at Zoe telling her that Shiloh was too young for her. "So age is an important factor on people you have a crush on?" She asked with a sly smile on her face as she still looked over the photos on the wall. "I'm seventeen by the way. Just turned it back in January." Devyn informed Zoe, just in case Zoe had been wondering at all. She was ending her Junior year here and would be a Senior come Fall. Her fingers played with the breaded wrist band she was wearing as she glanced over to Zoe. Catching her lick her lips and figured she was thinking about her question. Now will she answer it or blush and avoid it? Devyn thought to herself, bring a pleased smile to her face when Zoe started to talk about her type, and oh she like the androgynous type. Perfect. "Oh do you now? It’s like having both in one huh?" Devyn asked in sly tone as she moved closer to Zoe, thinking so many ways to just bother Zoe. Yet, she was going to behave...sort of.

"I think I get what you mean, don’t worry about it." Devyn whispered as she leaned in a little towards Zoe. Looking at her with her green eyes for a moment and tilted her head just a little to the side. She opened her mouth to say something but decided against it and gave Zoe her space, taking her backpack off, carefully setting it down on the ground, and sliding her hands into her pocket. "Want to show me the other photos in the dark room and then I show you my plan?" Devyn asked as she moved over towards the bathroom door, kind of just assuming, and if she was wrong, well she feels dumb, but she get over it. She made sure to stand really closer to the door knob to the bathroom door, but kept her hands into her pocket. Zoe was going to have to open the door and have to get close to Devyn if she wanted to. Or she could just reach her arm out from a distance and open it, but that would just be weird right?

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

"It takes a while," said Zoe, sounding a little put out, as though this was something she had to say far too often. "Since I'm using chemicals and treated film and all, it can often take quite a while to get a photograph from flash to film. I also usually want to use up a whole roll of film before developing it too, since it's not exactly cheap." Indeed, most of Zoe's spare money went into funding her little project. Which was part of the reason why she lived moderately modestly. She'd had a fair amount of money when she'd made her dash, having had the sense to carry her Debit card with her. She could probably have gotten more if she contacted her parents, but that was a whole mess of awkward that she did not want to have.

Awkward was pretty much how things went for Zoe, especially around Devyn. The other girl helped make the conversation lurch from one ball of awkward to another. Zoe flushed at the mention of age, all while making a mental note that Devyn, while a year younger than her, was certainly within the acceptable age range. She also fit the whole androgynous thing all too well, which she certainly knew. In fact, from how Devyn spoke, she seemed to know it from experience. Does she like girls and boys? Argh, I need to stop caring about this. She just wants to be friends; she doesn't want to hold your hand and kiss you gently and oh dear Lord stop thinking now, Zoe.

Their eyes met and for several long seconds, Zoe thought that Devyn was somehow reading her mind. Her breath hitched and she stared at the other girl, part of her willing Devyn to just lean in and let their lips brush, part of her wanting the other girl to just turn around and leave the room. Devyn, being Devyn, had to be somewhere in between, moving to the door.

Zoe had no qualms about getting close, stepping up next to Devyn. She even purposefully looked into the other's eyes for a few seconds while she opened the door. This took all the courage she had though, and she soon averted her eyes as she headed into her dark room. "It's hot and the chemicals smell funny,' she said, speaking over her shoulder, "so you might want to be careful." No sooner had Zoe entered then she was looking at the various photographs she had hanging. Most of them were showing pictures of all sorts of people.

{lemme know if you want Zoe to have taken pictures of Devyn; that'd involve stuff that happened between threads that we haven't talked about, hence why I've been dancing around it so much}

[Devyn Solway]

Picked up on Zoe's put out tone, yet she didn’t dwell on it or think about it too much, figuring Zoe had a reason for sounding like that. She gave a small nod as she listened to what Zoe had to say about the process. It made sense she figured. Would explain why it used to be expensive to get film developed or it was something you dropped off and had to go back for later. At least that’s what she remembered her dad saying he used to. She still didn’t really get the whole process and point behind it since it was so much easier to take a digital picture and print it right out that same day, plus there was not wasted film or waiting to use a whole roll. Yet Zoe had her way of doing things and that perfectly fine. Devyn saw it as difficult, Zoe probably saw it as simple, where Zoe might see climbing up the side of a building to climb into someone window difficult when you could take the stairs, but Devyn did not.

Devyn wondered for a moment what gender Zoe would have guessed she was. Since they met in the girl’s bathroom that kind of gave it away. Unless Devyn was some perverted boy who liked to sneak into the girls bathroom or just a really feminine boy who wanted to be more like a girl. Either way Devyn was curious and wondered if Zoe would still act the same around her if she had thought she was a boy. Was way too late now to go with saying she was a boy now...well kind of. She didn’t really have too much of a chest and since Zoe was pretty much covered she might not have felt anything on Devyn when she had hugged her from behind. Either way, Devyn was going to be Zoe's friend and she was at least honest about her gender with people she was really friends with.

Her green eyes didn’t look away from Zoe's brown eyes, one because it was a wolf thing and part of her felt challenged and that she could not look away and two because Zoe was just too cute. Zoe's breath hitching just put Devyn's mind in a very naughty place and she was pleased with her self-control to be able to just move away. Her self-control was pretty good in most cases after all but Zoe was stirring her more aggressive side with the staring back into her eyes. Oh, that was very bold. Devyn's sly smile remained on her face as Zoe got close and looked her in the eyes. Devyn could not hold back the growl that slipped out a little, but it was not an aggressive one. Somewhere in a mix of a playful and a warning growl as she gave Zoe direct eye contact back. Thankfully her hands had been in her pockets or else she would have pulled Zoe right back over and as close as she could have her against her.

"Oh joy." Devyn made a slight face and moved to cover her mouth and nose as Zoe opened the bathroom door. She squinted her eyes for a moment and she entered but was able to see pretty much everything with ease. Granted her nose still was able to pick up the hint of the chemicals and she could practically taste them, which was unpleasant but she deal. Her eyes wondered over the bathroom for a moment, wondering how Zoe would manage to get a shower, and then her mind went to Zoe showering. She moved her arm away from her mouth and nose, causing her to cough, and cover it back again. Making herself focus on the pictures hanging. Taking her time and squinting at them to make out the photos. Wonder if it’s just me that feel this tension between us? Devyn asked herself as she looked down at the floor for a moment, wanting to make sure she didn’t step in or on anything. "So tell me whats currently developing in here." Devyn meant to ask it but it kind of came out as a demand, she was still looking at the first few photos and wanted to make sure she was seeing right before she moved on.


{oh sure go ahead! ^0^ I like the idea that Devyn would still have been talking to her and that Zoe would have managed to get photos of her as time goes on. Since we RP day events that span across days XD im pretty much okay with anything ^-^}

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

The growl sent a shiver down Zoe's spine that was dreadfully hard to repress. She swallowed hard, glad that Devyn hadn't done more. Yet again the photographer bemoaned how very easy it was for the wolf-girl to play her. Then again, Zoe was fairly certain that she'd always be like that around Devyn. Not that she was exactly a stalwart bastion of strength around other people. See, this is how jumbled her head got around the other girl.

Thankfully, as always, photography offered a focus. The smell was strong, the lights were dim, but Zoe seemed to grow more vibrant nonetheless. This was her element, her turf, where she dominated. Most of life may run Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe over and leave her by the curb, but when it came to photography, she held the reins. She moved over in the small bathroom, making room for Devyn. The other's distress made Zoe frown, the worry sliding over the earlier confident. "Hold on a moment, I think I have---" she said, turning and digging through her stuff. She eventually located what she wanted, though not before revealing that while she might have been spartan in several areas, makeup was apparently not one of them. In actuality, it had to do with her momentary belief that enough makeup could make her touchable. It required almost too much, and the effect was all too temporary.

Eventually though, Zoe held a mask up to Devyn, lowering her eyes a little as if embarrassed to have it, "Here, this, um, might help," she mumbled, nearly dropping it when/if Devyn took it. Soon she was turning to look at her photos, taking a deep breath. The inhalation of fumes seemed to restore some of that earlier confidence, and she pointed. "There's a set I did, actually," she said. She bit her lip for a moment, blushing. "You, um, might recognize the model..." for the set involved Devyn, most likely taken without the other's immediate knowledge, given the lack of a posed nature. Like the set with Shiloh though, it told a decent story, showing Devyn relaxing, apparently eventually seeing Zoe. "I don't think you realized I took those," mumbled Zoe, lowering her gaze to look at her hands, which had gone to rubbing one another. Considering how often she sneaked up on people and took their pictures, you'd think Zoe would be a little less guilty when caught doing so.

[Devyn Solway]

The smell in the room was a huge problem for Devyn's nose and mouth. Mostly her nose but if she breathed in through her mouth she would taste the chemicals. It was just difficult when she already had a pretty sensitive nose to smells, so the already unpleasant chemicals in the room where not doing her any good. Devyn was curious as to how Zoe seemed perfectly fine with them. Not even bothered by the smell or complaining about her eyes having to adjust. The lights were no issue since Devyn could see in the dark. She tilted her head a little to the side wondering if it was because of Zoe's power that she was fine with the chemicals, or if it was just that she was used to it. Could be a combination. Devyn thought as she gave a small nod at Zoe when she said she might have something, meanwhile keeping her mouth and nose covered with her arm.

"Do you like makeup?" Devyn asked with slightly muffled words in her arm, when she noticed Zoe having to go through some makeup in order to find what she was looking for. She herself was not a big fan a makeup, well she would wear eyeliner if she felt up for it, but most days she just went natural. Which worked even more in her favor when she would go along with being a boy. "Thank you." Devyn's words were still a little bit muffled but she reached for the mask Zoe handed out to her, almost dropping it herself since Zoe was so quick to let it go. She didn’t really think it was at all weird to have it, since she was working with chemical, putting it on and moving over to look at the set Zoe was talking about. A smile spread across her lips, but it was hidden behind the mask, but one should have been able to tell due to her cheeks.

"Oh, it’s me." Devyn chuckled as she saw that it was her as the model in the photos. It was odd being called a model, even if she had been asked to be a male model by some guy at the night club she sometimes snuck out to, but she never really thought about doing that kind of thing. Looked like most of the photos had been of her taking a nap, or resting after a workout. Either way it was clear at first that Devyn didn’t know that Zoe had been taking photos of her until the near the end of the set. "I did not. Are you a spy Zoe?" Devyn asked in a sly tone as she moved closer towards the other girl. Intending on moving closer until Zoe would back up, intending on getting to back her up against one of the walls in the bathroom. "You like to get photos of people when they are not looking huh? Is that legal Zoe? If it’s not I might have to punish you." Devyn spoke as her voice started to drop lower to a whisper with each word she spoke, leaning in dangerously close like she had done when she first met Zoe in the bathroom.