- 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔 / 𝙎𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙄𝙀𝙍 !

I am wide awake, I'm standing tall up against the world. Between the love and hate they can hardly wait to watch the hero fall. You could give me hell, you could give me death - right before I bend I will have revenge. Fire through my veins, I will fan the flames until my dying breath. I will never go down any other way: Gasoline pumping through my veins, dancing on top of the flames. Jace Herondale. Shadowhunter.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

CLARY‌

“I’m sure I can arrange it, just let me wander around the park and attract another one, yeah?” Clary snorted lightly, thought just offered the man a smile. She wasn’t really planning on going around to attract another flying demon to attack her, and she hoped that he knew that. If anything, she did want to at least try and stay out of trouble. Not that that really seemed to even work though.

“Yes, boss,” She rolled her eyes at the instructions, shifting the dagger that was in her hands, still confused by the light in it and wondering how to word the questions to her mother. ‘Mom, why did this sword with runes light up when I held it?’ didn’t seem like the way to actually start a conversation without her mother probably trying to lock her up. Neither did asking her about demons and steles and whatever else the man in front of her was talking about. Then again, Jocelyn had given her the stele…

“First,” Clary chuckled out then, “I needed something to call you since you hadn’t given me your name and were so intent on me thanking you for saving me. But it’s nice to meet you, Jace Herondale. Second…” She wrinkled her nose, making a confused face, “No, I’ve never heard of Shadowhunters. What exactly are they? Or what does that even mean? I guess you mean shadows like that thing you killed? So you just… hunt those?”

‘ ——— BE MY GUEST.‘ The Nephilim replied and, this time, his amusement was undeniable. It was not like Jace expected her to try and do that ( not to mention that he would stop her ), but it did not change the fact that the pictures in his head were quite comical.

HE ROLLED HIS EYES RIGHT BACK AT HER WHEN SHE CALLED HIM BOSS. ‘ Yeah, no. Don’t do that. ‘ He had never been into nicknames, especially not those that Mundanes used to tease each other. Not that she was a Mundie. She couldn’t be, not with the way the seraph dagger was lighting up for her in this moment.

JACE SKIPPED STRAIGHT TO THE SECOND PART, NODDING HIS HEAD. In any other moment he would have laughed at her lousy description, but there were more serious matters at hand. ‘ That kind of sums it up. I’m a Shadowhunter... and so are you. ‘ 

IT WAS WEIRD TO SAY THAT OUT LOUD. He should have known who she was, heard of her name at the very least - just as she should have been aware of her heritage, but it seemed like she did not have a clue. Unless she fooled him, just to reveal what a terrific actress she was. That thought made him narrow his eyes for a second, but he tried to ignore it and continued to explain. ‘ That dagger would not glow in your hands if you were a Mundane. ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

VICTORIA‌

Victoria froze. “What-Oh my g-g..” The girl tried to say God but she realized that she couldn’t and she was confused. “Thank you..” She finally said to the blonde. “Um, what was that exactly?”

‘ ——— NO PROBLEM.‘ He replied, suppressing the urge to raise an eyebrow at the stuttering. It was not the most surprising reaction, after all. Not after what she’d just seen. ‘ Demon. ‘ A particularly nasty one, if anyone wanted to hear his opinion. ‘ That thing didn’t get to you, did it? ‘ Not from what he’d seen, but who knew.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

LYDIA‌

She couldn’t quite suppress the little smirk of amusement on her lips as Jace took a crack at her after recovering from the mild annoyance he no doubt felt - this was his family she was criticizing after all. But she intended on treading the line carefully, yes she was here to evaluate them, and to assess in particular Maryse and Robert’s loyalties, but ultimately she did not want them to fail and she meant them no harm.  

When he approached her once she was done speaking she looked up at him once more - the height differential was almost comical to any onlooker, but it was undeniable both figures exuded a different kind of strength and power. Two strong willful personalties navigating a delicate balance, “You’re not the only one who knows how to make an entrance,” she shrugged trying to seem nonchalant. “Besides I thought you were the type to find predictability boring.” And like it or not, it was clear that at the New York Institute, people looked up and looked to Jace. Not just because of what he got away with but even just now, people’s eyes had automatically gone to him as if expecting him to react first. In that sense it seemed he was a natural leader. And while Lydia deduced it also meant he was reliable, which was admirable, their fellow Nephilim risked becoming vulnerable if they couldn’t think or react individually in a crisis situation.

“I didn’t want to compromise your body language either,” she added as an explanation. “But that is the only sneak surprise I had planned. The rest of the audit should be fairly straightforward,” she assured him. “Now… I see here in the system that you’ve got a couple of bars, night clubs and restaurants highlighted and partially labelled as downworlder hubs and targets of demonic activity. I also see you’ve got at least two warlocks on the radar… may I ask what the Institute’s particular interest in them is?”

‘ ——— I HAVE TO BE HONEST WITH YOU ; It was a little predictable.‘ It took him by some surprise and Jace could not deny it, but they both knew that it shouldn’t have. Still. If she hadn’t told him who she was, he would have been fast enough to deal with her before she had a chance to toss that star at one of his people and he decided to focus on that. ‘ But you made your entrance, congratulations. ‘ The Nephilim finished in a somewhat teasing tone before he made a face. ‘ Compromise my body langue? I think all eyes were on you, not me. ‘ Or maybe it was another thing that shouldn’t have happened ; People looking at him to follow his lead, instead of focusing on the potential threat - and doing something about it. Sure, he followed her into the Institute, but that could have been a glamour or a hundred different things. They had to be on high alert and ready to act. Always.

HE NODDED AT HER WORDS AND TURNED TOWARD THE SCREEN. Jace tapped the different locations she mentioned before he began to explain. ‘ Like you said, these places are crawling with Downworlders and there has been an increased number of demon attacks. We are keeping an eye on them because rumor has it Circle members are walking in and out of there. The Institute wants to make sure that they’re not missing any leads... and that the mundies stay safe. ‘ It was simple, really. ‘ That warlock is the one that matters. Magnus Bane. ‘ Jace opened his file and glanced over at Lydia. ‘ He is the high warlock of Brooklyn. If we ever need to cooperate with one warlock we’d choose him. ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

LORREINA‌

— ✴︎ “ Oh I understand that. When a seelie breaks the accords, I hold them accountable. But there is so much prejudice, that we have been blamed for things as a group, even if it is the actions of one. I’ve sheltered vampires turned against their will in the past, and I do not enjoy seeing them suffer. ” Lorreina sighed, “ but we are expected to return Shadowunters who have wronged us to the Clave for them to give out punishment. I’d like to be able to do the same with my own people, without demands for them to be sent to the Clave. Your methods of execution are barbaric. No offense. And I’m perfectly capable of punishing those who break the Accords. I would not just tell them off and send them on their way if they’ve done something terrible, ” she shrugged. She nodded, “ keeping trust will be a difficult thing at the moment. It always is during wartimes, ” she replied. She’d watch too many lose trust in their peoples and turn away, as many of the Circle members had. “ Fear is a powerful emotion. Most follow their fear rather than their honour. ”

      Lorreina chuckled, “ thank you, Jace. I do appreciate it. ” She grinned. It was rare she found herself actually enjoying the company of anyone other than other seelies, although she did spend the majority of her time around only the seelies, so it wasn’t surprising. “ Well there wouldn’t be much point meeting at a restaurant if I wasn’t going to try the food, ” Reina shrugged. 

‘ ——— I’M SURE WE COULD FIND A WAY TO IMPROVE THE ACCORDS.‘ The Nephilim was not saying it for her sake ; Jace agreed that certain things should change, but he was well aware of the fact that it would not happen over night. It would require countless meetings, compromises and uncomfortable situation until they found a solution that would work for most creatures. ‘ I know you wouldn’t. ‘ He replied in a thoughtful tone. It was not like he had any details, but he knew that the Queen’s loveliness could be deceiving. More than just a little bit. ‘ And I agree. They are barbaric. ‘ Which was why Jace struggled to pledge undying loyalty to the Clave. How could he? Because they preached the law is hard, but it is the law? The Shadowhunter continued to drum his fingers against the table while he nodded his head. He knew that none of this would be easy, but it did not do anything to suffocate his determination. If he had the chance, he would try to stop Valentine before things escalated and turned into an actual war.

HE GAVE HER A SMALL SMILE IN RESPONSE TO HER CHUCKLE. ‘ You are welcome. ‘ He muttered those words under his breath while his gaze scanned the room for a waitress or a waiter. ‘ True. I will leave you to it if you prefer. ‘ The Nephilim suggested the moment he waved someone over so they could serve her.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

AZRAEL

— ✴︎ “ That’s not important, ” Azrael shook her head. “ Not all of them, but some of them might stay in Edom if it were a more pleasant place, ” the demon shrugged. She laughed, “ I suppose you’re right. I could still have hidden out for a while, though. Even if I’d have to come back eventually. He’s really not giving me time to decide whether New York’s actually my style. ”

WASN’T IT? A part of the Shadowhunter was tempted to try and dig deeper, but her tone made it seem like she was not exactly interested in opening up to him. ‘ That’s an interesting thought. I’ll make sure the Clave hears about it. ‘ He announced, half sarcastically. The female’s next words made him narrow his eyes - or maybe it was just one word. He. Jace stopped trying to wipe the ichor from his blade, giving her his full attention now. ‘ Who is not giving you time to decide? ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

ALEC‌

“I have up trying to keep you and Izzy out years ago,” Alec admitted, although that did bring a small smile to his face. “You can stay if you want, Jace. There’s nothing bothering me, by the way. Just didn’t really feel like being social today.”

‘ ——— THAT WAS SMART. We would only disappoint you on a daily basis. ‘ Jace joked before he took a seat, glancing over at the other Shadowhunter. ‘ Are you sure? ‘ It felt like both of them had been awfully quiet lately. ‘ How are you holding up with the Lydia situation? ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

CLARY‌

“Right, thank you,” Clary snorted lightly, “I’m sure I can handle it. Though, I’m not the one carrying around weapons or anything. You think if I use my notebooks to whack them with, it’ll work just the same?” She offered a soft smirk at him, trying not to giggle at the idea of chasing something off by hitting it with her notebook or something. She was pretty sure that wouldn’t work at all.

“Yea, I’m realizing that now,” She retorted faintly, “And maybe I should go talk to her. I just haven’t been able to catch her at home at the same time as I am lately. It’s a little hard to talk to someone when you leave before they get up and they’re asleep when you get back.” Or at least, she thought her mother had been asleep. She hadn’t gone in to try and wake her up or anything, because she hadn’t wanted to disturb her; maybe she’d have to do it anyway.

As the man told her the names of the runes, Clary tilted her head, looking at them and putting the name to the design; it was interesting to at least find out what she’d drawn, after all, and the names at least easily told her what they did. When the dagger in her hand began glowing, she let out a soft gasp, staring in awe at it. Was it supposed to do that? Did it mean anything? Apparently something, as the man took another step closer to her.

“Clary,” She stated then, “Clary Fray. And, I realize that, mister knight, you haven’t given me your name.”

‘ ——— I DON’T THINK SO, BUT I’D LOVE TO WATCH YOU TRY.‘ There was only a hint of amusement on his features, only faint traces of laughter under his breath, but Jace had to admit that the idea was rather funny. Not that it would work, no. If anything, it would anger the demons and that was not the smartest thing she could do.

THE NEPHILIM NARROWED HIS EYES FOR A SECOND AND NODDED. ‘ Talk to her. ‘ A conversation between the two of them seemed to be overdue, but he could not focus on her mother once the seraph dagger lit up in her hands. ‘ Alright, Clary Fray, did you ever hear about Shadowhunters before? ‘ The answer had to be yes. It had to be, but he felt like it was not the answer that he was going to get. If her mother told her about that, the female should have been aware of the runes, the stele - all of it.

ANOTHER QUIET SCOFF-Y LAUGH SLIPPED FROM HIS LIPS. ‘ It’s definitely not Mister Knight. ‘ He paused there for a moment, hesitating, before he went on. ‘ My name is Jace Herondale. ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

HOPE‌

She hadn’t MEANT to moan. She hadn’t even thought about it. There was no secret reasoning, no agenda.. Just.. he’d felt so good, and warm, and he was so gentle with her. Not to mention he’d taken her by surprise and pulled her up against his hard, toned body and she’d practically fallen to her knees with the suddenness of it. The closeness. Of him, though. She wouldn’t have been bothered, she didn’t think, if it had been someone else at the Institute. That’s what made it so CONFUSING. That’s what made her apologise. She didn’t want to RUIN anything. To scare him off, or make him run. Like she so often did. “Just…” her eyes rested on his lips for a moment, up until she blinked and opened them again on his; fighting tooth and claw nail to keep herself under control. To not spoil what he’d done for her tonight. Carrying her up here. Agreeing to come back with her instead of going after the wolves. “I must’ve been cold. Against you.” she muttered back, knowing her darkened eyes probably gave her away. 

If all of it hadn’t been enough.. The heat of him, his gruff-sounding voice, his gentle touch.. If all that hadn’t been enough, he’d backed her up and sat her down and now, God, NOW he was looking at her lips, too. Hope’s hand slowly slid down his arm, only grazing his side before it dropped away to join the other hand curled tight around her mattress. She nodded at him as he went to walk away and immediately flopped down on her back the second she was alone; her feet still on the floor, twiddling. 

He hadn’t been gone long. Must’ve found the supplies easier than even Hope would’ve. She made a face at that. Hearing him return, the Nephilim took a steadying breath and raised her head again to look at him, unable to help her smile when she saw him there  moving to kneel by her feet. She rolled her eyes at his words and pulled herself to sit up again properly. She gave him a nod and scrunched up the bedding in her hands, her eyes closing at the sting against the wound. If anything, though, it wasn’t the worst pain she’d ever felt. Not by a long shot. A hand raised to Jace’s shoulder as he continued, hesitant, but gentler, too, when she squeezed him instead of the covers. The gesture itself was almost thankful, and that was confirmed only a moment later when a murmur of ‘thanks’ left her. She frowned at him as he stood up, and her hand dropped over one side of his chest, falling inside his jacket as he rose to his full height. “It’s fine, Jace. I’ll be fine. We have training tomorrow. Need to get on top of it.” Her gaze had fallen to her hand and she smiled slightly when he spoke again, asking her how she was. Of course he was. “Okay.” she told him, though she shivered a second later and rolled her eyes again, knowing she wouldn’t be able to hide THAT from him. “Cold. But that’ll be a little better when I get into bed.” she said, still watching as her hand slipped a fraction lower. She looked up at him suddenly. “Are you?”

HOPE WAS NOT RUINING ANYTHING. She would not scare him off or make him run - especially not with a simple noise. Things like that could happen and any tension that it caused was not a result of discomfort. Not at all. ‘ You are always cold. ‘ The Nephilim reminded her, even though it probably wasn’t necessary to do that. ‘ I don’t mind. It... ‘ He trailed off for a second, trying to find the right words to finish his sentence, without making her uncomfortable. ‘ Feels nice. ‘ Her temperature almost seemed to mingle with his own, lowering his and heightening hers until they reached a perfectly normal one. That was nothing that required an apology. Not now and not ever.

AND YET, IT WAS A GOOD THING THAT HE WALKED AWAY. Not because of her - because of him. Her touch and her gaze were making it hard for him to focus and he could not allow himself to get too distracted. Not until he took care of her and made sure that her leg was going to be okay.

JACE’S EYES FLICKERED TO HER FACE WHEN SHE SQUEEZED HIS SHOULDER. He tried to give her an encouraging smile, but he ended up making a face when she thanked him. ‘ You really need to stop doing that. ‘ It was half a tease. ‘ You would do the same thing for me. It’s no big deal. ‘ But he was glad that she let him do it. It would probably drive him crazy if someone else looked after the wound. After her. Hope’s frown confused him, but her words distracted him from asking any questions about it. Was she serious?! ‘ You’re not training tomorrow. ‘ The Shadowhunter announced, sounding final about it. ‘ The leg looks bad enough as it is. I’m not going to risk making it worse. ‘ Of course he knew that he could not force her to do anything. If Hope refused to listen to him he would have to live with that, but he would be damned if he did not make it obvious that he wanted her to rest and heal. His features softened the slightest bit once she said that she was cold and his lips twitched, although they did not split into a full smile. ‘ It’s a good thing you have my blanket. It should keep you toasty. ‘ His eyes fell for a moment, following her slipping hand before he glanced at Hope’s features. ‘ I’m not cold so that’s something. ‘ He teased. ‘ I’ll be okay. I am okay. ‘ Jace was not the one that got hurt and it seemed wrong to focus on his frustration. All that mattered was that she was going to be okay.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

ALEC‌

“Normally when someone puts a ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the door, they assume that a person will actually read it and walk away. Everyone except you.” Alec replied before looking up from his book and sat up on his bed. “What do you want?” He asked, frustration evident in his voice.  

‘ ——— NORMALLY YOU DON’T TRY TO KEEP ME OUT WITH A DO NOT DISTURB SIGN.‘ The Shadowhunter retorted after he closed the door to Alec’s room. ‘ Talk. ‘ He answered while his eyes tried to find those of his parabatai. ‘ See how you’re doing - but if you’re not in the mood to talk... ‘ Jace trailed off ; the other man should know that he would give him his space, if that was what he wanted.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

HOPE‌

“It’s nothing, I don’t even know if it was teeth or claws. But it’s fine. I’m fine.” Her brow furrowed with him as she watched his face, trying to understand what was going on in his head. What he was thinking, what he was feeling. She wasn’t good at it, though. Her frown deepened. “Jace.. I didn’t.. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to get in trouble going after them. If you broke Clave rules, if you broke the Accords.. It’s not worth it. The wound, it’ll be gone soon, anyway, and they’re.. The wolves.. they’re part of me, too, I..”

The Nephilim was about to turn her head to look at him, confused, when she felt a strong arm wrapping around her middle, pulling her back. In no time at all, she was enveloped IN WARMTH. The arm around her bringing her into and against his chest caused goosebumps to rise up her arms and legs. A soft noise left her at the feel of the hard planes of his chest, at the warmth of his embrace; and the soft, quiet murmur of his voice in her ear. It was a sound that could only be described as a soft, little moan of pleasure. One that made her cheeks feel hot and made her reach up to quickly cover her mouth. “Sorry.” she mumbled, her hand muffling the word somewhat, but she nodded slowly to his request, still able to hear his voice in her ear. She raised a hand to curl it around his arm, gently gripping at it in an attempt to keep herself steady. Suddenly it wasn’t just one leg that felt weak. BOTH OF THEM felt like they could give way at any time, and when he turned her around to face him and she saw his concerned eyes on her? 

That feeling only seemed to get worse. 

She allowed herself to be walked back, right up until the backs of her legs hit the edge of her bed and she fell. As she started to sit down; she felt the STRONGEST URGE to pull him down with her. To lay back with him, close, like this, with him on top of her. With her bringing him down on top of her.. Hope swallowed, her eyes flickering to Jace’s lips before she nodded once, hands falling away from him to curl around the edge of her bed instead. “Uhh –” Another swallow, and a breath in. “Right, yeah. Bathroom. Cupboard above the sink. There’s bandages and wipes and all that stuff. Whatever we need.” 

‘ ——— IT’S NOT NOTHING, HOPE.‘ Who cared if the wound would heal in next to no time? Who cared if they used teeth or claws? It wasn’t right that they treated her like that and he could not just swallow the anger that he felt in this instant. The fact that a part of her - no matter how small - was a wolf too only made it worse. ‘ It would have been worth it. ‘ The Nephilim argued bitterly, but none of it was directed toward her. It was not her fault that they attacked her and he understood why she tried to keep him from leaving back there ; He would not have been able to stay rational if he managed to track them down.

IT WAS A MOAN THAT PULLED HIM OUT OF HIS THOUGHTS. The noise was so soft, so quiet and so unexpected that he narrowed his eyes, suddenly starting to question whether he really heard it or not - but Hope whispered the word sorry and the Shadowhunter set his jaw while he kept her body against his own. ‘ What are you apologizing for? ‘ He murmured after he turned her around and walked her until she sat down. ‘ Don’t be sorry. ‘ For any of this. Hope did the right things tonight, even if he would try not to say it out loud.

THERE WAS SOMETHING IN HER EYES HE COULD NOT QUITE UNDERSTAND. Jace only clenched his jaw a little tighter when her gaze began to wander and she finally told him where to find the things that they needed. The sooner they took care of the injury, the better - so he gave her a serious look, ignoring the fact that his own eyes dropped to her lips, before he walked toward her bathroom to gather the mundie stuff. It did not take long for him to find it and he stayed silent after he returned, at least until he got everything ready and squatted down in front of her again. ‘ This is going to sting. You know that, right? ‘ His fingertips gave her leg a light caress, almost as if to make up for the unpleasant sensation that would follow, but it had to be cleaned. The Nephilim sighed and he started to press the warm, wet cloth against her leg, trying to be as gentle as possible before he reached for the balm that he found. His eyes moved to her face, momentarily searching her gaze until he lowered it again. ‘ Almost done. ‘ The only thing that was left to do was bandaging it and that only took a few seconds. ‘ There you go. ‘ He mumbled and he lifted himself onto his feet. ‘ Let’s hope that’s going to work. You can’t go out on a mission like that. ‘ Or train, which would probably end up being a really frustrating experience for her, but he would play her personal guard if that was what it took to stop her until she recovered. ‘ How are you feeling? ‘ He added reluctantly, fearing that his concern for her became a little too obvious. Too much.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

CLARY‌

“I don’t think I’d have let it land on my shoulder or tried to pet it anyone,” It was a childish retort, but Clary couldn’t help it. “I said thank you,” She stated then, “And I’m not saying I don’t believe you. But you can’t expect me to just suddenly understand you talking about demons and everything. Especially if this is the first time I’ve ever had that happen to me. It’s not like I’m a damsel in distress, needing guys to rescue me at every turn.”

Clary just nodded a little at the word, still just letting it turn over in her mind. Why had her mother gifted her a stele? What was it for? Why hadn’t she given her mother time to explain all of that before running off? It probably would have been so much simpler if she knew what any of this meant. “It activates the runes?” She was curious as to that, looking up to ask the man more and pausing a little as he lifted up his shirt. Oh. Her cheeks tinged red and she quickly cleared her throat and continued, “No, I didn’t really give her time to explain it, I was going out to celebrate my birthday, but she said it would be really important now that I was eighteen?”

It still didn’t make any sense to her, and she watched him as he looked over the drawings, wondering what was going through his head. “How powerful? What do they each do?” She asked then, really curious as to each one meant and what they could do when activated; but mostly why she was drawing them when she had no idea what they were. “Huh? Yeah,” She didn’t question him handing the dagger in her direction, taking it so that he could look over more of the papers. She held it in her hand, blinking a little as she could feel… something from it, staring at it curiously.

‘ ——— I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME. You’re welcome. ‘ The Shadowhunter thought that it would be better for both of them if he refused to argue with her childish remark ; It was not about letting the demon do anything, after all. ‘ Of course not. Like I said, I’ll just let you save yourself the next time something tries to attack you. ‘ If that was what she preferred, so be it.

JACE SUPPRESSED A LAUGH AT HER REACTION, but it would have faded anyway. Why would it matter now that she was eighteen? ‘ You should have given her time to explain it. ‘ He pointed out, knowing it wasn’t necessary. ‘ Maybe you should talk to her. ‘ It was the easiest way to get answers - because this didn’t make any sense. If the girl was a Shadowhunter it would have mattered ever since she was born, not after her eighteenth birthday.

HE TOOK A CLOSER LOOK AT HER DRAWINGS AND TAPPED THE FIRST ONE. ‘ That’s an angelic rune. That right here is a deflect rune and this one is a soundless rune. ‘ It was kind of needless to explain more ; the last two were self explanatory and the first should not matter to a Mundane. His eyes flickered to the female’s face after he handed her the seraph dagger and he raised his eyebrows at her when it began to glow in her hands. No way. Jace took a step closer, crossing his arms above his chest. ‘ What did you say your name was? ‘ Maybe he did not know her mother’s, but he was bound to know hers if she was a Shadowhunter... and according to the dagger? She had to be.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

“Why is the rum gone?”

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THE QUESTION MADE HIM LAUGH HARDER THAN IT SHOULD HAVE. Way, way harder than that. It took him a whole minute ( maybe even longer ) to even try to answer her. ‘ The rum? What rum? ‘ Jace questioned, but each and every attempt to fake an innocent expression failed - he was laughing too hard and too frequently to be convincing. ‘ The rum is gone because… ‘ He started, only to be interrupted by more laughter. ‘ I drank it. ‘ The Nephilim finally finished before he puckered his lips into a pout. ‘ I’m sorry? ‘ He reached for her to tug her toward him and he wrapped his arms around her middle, pressing his head against her side. ‘ Hi. ‘ The word was followed by a nuzzle and he grinned up at her. ‘ Do you think you can forgive me? ‘

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[angelbloodedwarrior]

HOPE

It had been worth it. Seeing the grin on his face had been worth everything. “Well, I guess you’d know, Angel..” She grinned back and rolled her eyes at him, enjoying teasing him and seeing him smile more than anything else she’d done that night. “Really don’t care about the clothes fitting. These ones fit. Still cold.” she returned, giving him a playful nudge with her good foot. 

She just didn’t get how he could be ALWAYS BE SO WARM. Even in her attic room, which felt so cold to her all of the time. There wasn’t a time she could think of so far that he hadn’t been able to warm her up. A small curl formed upon her lips as she looked at him looking away from her. “You know you’ve seen me naked before, right?” she asked him, trying her hardest not to smile, despite the memory. It didn’t bother her, really. She was quite comfortable, she’d lived for a long time WITHOUT clothes, after all. 

“Some wolves,” she started, “they attacked while I was out on mission. Just coming back, actually. A few loose shax demons. Anyway, when I was on my way back, a bunch of them started following me from a distance, so I picked up my pace and they started to run. I ran, too. Saw a dead end in the alleyway and decided to climb.. or, well, vault.. a fence. ‘Couple of the wolves had turned by this point so one went to catch me at the fence and got my leg.”

 Hope shook her head. “Hold on,” she said, grabbing a hold of his jacket sleeve to hold him back. “Sit.” she instructed, and she gave his arm a gentle tug while she made to get out of bed herself. “I have a bunch of mundane stuff in the bathroom.” she told him, testing her leg in an attempt to stand on it. Not too bad. She started to make her way away from him, gingerly stepping on her foot until it got too much and she began to hop instead.

THE NEPHILIM LAUGHED UNDER HIS BREATH WHEN HE HEARD THE NICKNAME. ' Please, tell me you’re not going to try to call me that all of the time now. ‘ It would put him in the very unfortunate position of being forced to tickle the hell out of her. Or at least until she stopped using the word angel. ‘ One of these days I’m going to find a way to warm you up. ‘ Jace announced, his tone sounding amused and determined at the same time. There had to be something to keep her comfortable, even when she wasn’t hiding under his fluffy blanket. ‘ If nothing works I’ll just get you warmer clothes. ‘ He concluded with a grin.

HOPE’S QUESTION CAUSED HIM TO MAKE A FACE AT HER. Yes, he’d seen her naked before, but that had been an entirely different situation. She shifted back into a human form, rather than undressing in front of him. It was not like he had a problem with it either way, he was just trying to be polite and make sure not to stare at her. ‘ I do know that. ‘ The Shadowhunter finally answered out loud, though he was at a loss for more words.

HER RESPONSE TO HIS QUESTION WAS A WELCOME DISTRACTION - even if it made him frown. ‘ Did you just say that one of the wolves got your leg? ‘ Jace heard her, loud and clear, but he did not want to believe that she said that. She asked him not to go after them. Hope practically begged him to stay with her and now she let him know the full story? He swallowed, hoping to ease the frustration that he felt, though he failed. ‘ And you didn’t think you should tell me? ‘ Soon enough for him to be able to go after them?!

IT WAS HARD TO HANDLE HIS OWN EMOTIONS IN THAT INSTANT. The urge to make the werewolves pay for their actions increased, but he did not try to fight her when she held onto his jacket to stop him from leaving the room. He even let her get up, but he rolled his eyes when Hope started to try to hop across the room. ‘ What do you think you’re doing? ‘ It only took one big step for him to catch up with her and he wrapped one arm around her waist, giving her a gentle tug to pull her against his body. ‘ Don’t do that. ‘ Jace murmured in her ear before he spun her around so she faced him. ‘ Just tell me where you keep the mundie stuff. I’ll go get it. ‘ He said before he moved, walking her backward until her legs were against the edge of her bed so she would sit down again. ‘ Tell me. ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

CLARY

Clary couldn’t help but let out a loud sigh then. “Honestly? I don’t know what to think. What is one supposed to think when someone comes charging at them with a sword and kills something that she doesn’t even know what it is, and claims it was going to attack her? Because that doesn’t sound normal to me, so what is the protocol for that situation?” Maybe she was being a bit bratty, she thought, and she let out another soft sigh. “Thank you, though. For not letting the demon attack me or whatever it was going to do,” She stated then.

“Jocelyn Fray,” She stated, confused as to why he’d want her mothers name, but deciding that maybe if he knew something she didn’t, she would take that information. “… Stele?” She wrinkled her nose a little, trying out the word and looking even more confused, turning the paperweight– stele, over in her hand as if the word would make it make any more sense. “If it’s a long story, then I have plenty of time for you to tell me,” She replied simply, “Clearly it’s something I need to know, if my mother thought this… stele thing was going to be that important for me to have.”

When the man took his sword back, she let go easily and just nodded her head to his question. “Yeah, I mean, I’m not even meaning to draw them, I have no idea how they end up there, but…” She reached then to pull her bag around in front of her, opening it and digging through the folders and papers until she found the one she’d drawn earlier, pulling it out and holding the paper out to the man in front of her. She had no idea what they were, not knowing the large one was the angelic rune and the two smaller ones were the deflect and the soundless runes. “Can you tell me what they are?” She asked then.

‘ ——— YOU DON’T HAVE TO BELIEVE ME. But that thing was not flying toward you to sit on your shoulder and let you pet it. ‘ Still. She was safe now and nothing else mattered ; Jace should have left and returned to the Institute ten minutes ago, instead of trying to explain things to her. ‘ Anytime. ‘ The Shadowhunter added in a slightly softer tone.

JOCELYN FRAY. He really hoped that her mother’s name would mean anything to him, but he never heard of a Jocelyn Fray before - not to mention that Fray was not exactly a Shadowhunter name. ‘ Stele. ‘ The Nephilim repeated, using the word to keep himself from scoffing. What made her think that he had plenty of time? Not that he would just disappear. He was too curious for his own good to leave until he figured this out. ‘ We need a stele to activate our runes. ‘ Jace began to explain and he lifted his shirt to show her the one that was supposed to glamour him from Mundanes. ‘ Did your mother say anything about it? ‘

HE HELD THAT THOUGHT ONCE SHE SHOWED HIM HER DRAWINGS. The mere sight of them made him narrow his eyes and he clenched his teeth for a moment, eventually looking back up at her. This was strange. Fascinating, but strange. ‘ Like I said, they are runes. They have enormous power. ‘ How could she draw them without knowing what they were? Jace stared at her for a second before he decided to try something. He turned the seraph dagger and held it into her direction while he reached for the papers to make it seem like a normal thing. ‘ Can you hold that for me for a second? ‘

[angelbloodedwarrior]

rpmemes-galore :

PotC: The Curse of the Black Pearl  {Sentence Starters}

“You cheated!”

“Very well. I’ll drop it.“

“Yes it is, I’ve seen it.“

“I recognize this ship!”

“Why is the rum gone?”

“You know nothing of hell.“

“I’m in the market, as it were.“

“You’re supposed to be dead!”

“No! Not good! Stop! Not good!“

“Stop blowing holes in my ship!”

“This dock is off-limits to civilians.”

“I told you he was telling the truth.“

“Pirate or not, this man saved my life.“

“This is either madness… or brilliance.“

“We’re going to steal a ship? That ship?“

“I didn’t steal it, if that’s what you mean.“

“Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.”

“I want you to leave and never come back.“

“You’ve only got one shot, and we can’t die.“

“So, this is where your heart truly lies, then?“

“That’s got to be the best pirate I’ve ever seen.“

“A wedding? I love weddings! Drinks all around!“

“No. I cannot just step aside and let you escape.“

“Everyone, stay calm, we’re taking over the ship!“

“That’s why there’s no sense to be killing you, yet.“

“That’s not true… I am not obsessed with treasure.“

“Put it away, son. It’s not worth you getting beat again.“

“Good man, good pirate. I swear you look just like him.”

“You best start believing in ghost stories. You’re in one!“

“I’m disinclined to acquiesce to your request. Means ‘no’.”

“If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it.“

“Lower your weapons. For goodness sake, put them down.“

“You are, without a doubt, the worst pirate I’ve ever heard of.”

“Well, that’s not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?“

“It would never have worked out between us, darling. I’m sorry.“

“I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. Know that.“

“The code is more what you’d call ‘guidelines’ than actual rules.”

“No survivors? Then, where do the stories come from, I wonder?“

“I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against _____.”

“So, can you sail under the command of a pirate, or can you not?“

“I practice three hours a days so, when I meet a pirate, I can kill it.”

“But pirate is in your blood, so you’ll have to square with that some day.”

“Do you really think there is even the slightest chance they won’t see it?“

“I thought I had you figured. But, it turns out you’re a hard man to predict.“

“Fine. Well, I suppose if it is worthless then there’s no point in me keeping it.“

“One good deed is not enough to save a man from a lifetime of wickedness.“

“We are not among the living, and so we cannot die. But, neither are we dead!”

“You didn’t beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement! In a fair fight, I’d kill you!“

“Borrowed… borrowed without permission, but with every intention of bringing it back.“

“And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that? Family heirloom, perhaps?“

“The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can’t do.“

“Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death?”

“For too long, I’ve been parched of thirst and unable to quench it. Too long I’ve been starving to death and haven’t died.“

“That’s what a ship is, you know. It’s not just a keel, and a hull, and a deck, and sails, that’s what a ship needs but what a ship is… is freedom.”

“Me, I’m dishonest. And a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. I mean honestly, it’s the honest ones you have to watch out for.“

[the-write-ideas]

Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

[angelbloodedwarrior]

HOPE

Sheer stubbornness was an expression that fit Hope down to a tee. The boy HAD TO KNOW THAT by now. He just had to. Surely he’d spent enough time with her now to know that. She smiled slightly, remembering a time where he’d actually told her EXACTLY that. That she might even be more stubborn than HE was. She huffed at him, but this time, the sound held a happier, more teasing edge to it. There was a smile on her lips as she answered. “Oh, I don’t know. Lack of fur coat, missing amount of Angel blood, don’t have the warm clothes that you do. Take your pick..”

Finding herself back in her attic bedroom finally, Hope shivered as the coolness of it hit her, as usual, whenever she entered. She swallowed as she was lowered down, her arms around him tightening for a fraction of a second – as if she didn’t want to let go – before she finally allowed them to slip from around his neck. 

Apparently a part of her expected that he’d just go now. But he didn’t. He was still here, now squatting beside her bed, waiting. Hope frowned at him for a moment, searching his face for something, until he spoke. She looked back at him for a moment, her gaze meeting his before she shifted carefully on her bed where he’d laid her and reached to start rolling up her jeans. It was difficult; they were tight and sticky with blood and her leg was swollen. Frowning, she lay back again and instead went to unbutton her pants, wriggling herself out of them and yanking them off over her feet where she winced again as the material dragged over the cut. Now that she was sitting up, Hope rolled down her sock and reached up to tuck some of her hair behind her ear, eyes wandering over to him instead. 

OH, HE KNEW. He knew just how stubborn Hope could be and it was exactly why he refused to let her walk. What good would that do? If she wanted to show him how brave she was, there was no need to do that - Jace was already aware of that as well. She was a fighter. Just like him. ‘ Those are lame excuses and you know it. ‘ He teased her in an attempt to distract her from the pain. ‘ The fur coat is one thing, but the missing amount of angel blood? Doesn’t make you cold. ‘ As a matter of fact, the mere thought brought a grin to his lips. It was just so ridiculous. ‘ And you know you have access to my closet... but maybe it’s time for me to kidnap you on a shopping spree so we can get you warm clothes that fit. ‘ The thought of being stuck in stores for a couple of hours was not the most appealing, but he’d do it. At least until Isabelle found the time to take the job in the future.

THE NEPHILIM CLENCHED HIS TEETH WHEN SHE SHIVERED. He still did not like the fact that they offered her this room, but he knew that they would not change their minds just because he continued to bother them about it. Maybe it was only a matter of time. Maybe they would learn to accept and treat her better - and until then she could always stay in his room, if the cold became unbearable.

HOPE’S FROWN CONFUSED HIM. Did she really think that he would just disappear, without looking after her and making sure that she would be okay? He really thought that she knew him better than that, but he tried to focus on the fact that she was not trying to make him leave. His eyes stayed on her leg as she tried to roll up her jeans to expose the cut, but he averted his gaze for a moment, trying to give her some privacy when she began to wiggle out of her pants. That was unexpected. Okay, maybe it wasn’t - given the injured body part - but somehow he wasn’t prepared for it.

‘ ——— HOW DID YOU SAY THAT HAPPENED? ‘ Jace questioned after he finally looked back at her leg and he examined the cut before his eyes wandered up to her face. ‘ We need to take care of that. ‘ Letting it heal like that seemed a little risky, he didn’t want it to get infected. ‘ I’ll be right back. Okay? ‘ He murmured, trying not to get too frustrated about the fact that he could not just iratze her.