Alex Pov

"Hmm, I was thinking hangman..." Mark smirks, "but?" he says as Troy rolls his eyes, "but, if you get a letter wrong you have to take off one article of clothing... and, be spun in the middle and you have to kiss whoever is in front of you when you stop. no powers are allowed to be used otherwise it wouldn't be very fun!" my eyes widen at the terms of the game, I regret saying yes to playing a game. I swallow the lump that was forming in my throat, "you all know that if I kiss someone other then my marked one then I'll possibly harm you and I will feel like showering for two weeks..." I mumble as troy and everyone else laughs, "we are the elite group in the knights, we have felt worse pain then being burnt slightly," I cough a bit, at them saying that, "if you say so," this isn't going to go well, I already feel dirty and like I'm cheating on Derek, even though he's playing as well.

Sheila jumps out of her seat with a wide smile, "Can I be referee?! I don't really like games like this since I've not met my soulmate yet," troy nods quickly, "your the best girl for the job!" sheila smiles warmly as she sits on one of the beanbags near where we have all been talking for the first hour of our flight of twelve hours and ten minutes. God! This is going to be a long flight! Sheila pats the seat of the couch that is next to her and gestures for us all to sit. I decide to sit on the three seater couch, on the left, with Derek following right behind me. Aw, the puppy is still embarrassed about kissing me, too sweet. I pull Derek closer to me as Mark and Troy take the right side of the couch; mark sitting on the couch and troy happily sitting in Mark's lap. They might decide to sit a little differently after one of them loses a piece of clothing. Sheila smiles brightly as she practically bounces in her seat. "I wish Drackel was here... he loves ridiculous games like this and it's strange not having someone on his bean bag," as she says that Sett sits down on the mustard yellow bean bag and everyone starts laughing while sheila grumbles something under her breath. "Drackel is the main singer in our band. He's a demon, a high class one but was kicked out of hell and he denies the urge to kill even an elderly human," I smile at the name. Drackel was a prestigious demon, that was well known for his curiosity of humans and how they work. He wrote multiple books explaining how humans existed and survived without knowing a single thing about a huge number of their population. Those books were my favourite when I was around two hundred.

sheila points at me with a devious smirk, "Alex, you will start us off," I was going to say we don't have anything to write on. When a whisp of purple goes above my lap and a whiteboard and drywipe pen were now lying on my lap. what word should I chose, I put the tip of my index finger in between my front teeth as I thought of a good word "Moonstar"