You Know We're Going To Be Legends

Eliza Rosepeace || The Broken Bird || Pure Angel Blodded Shadowhunter || Twenty Three

[elizaxrosepeace]

angelicxsilver:

“I’ve been told that, okay? It was a poor choice of words.”

“Tell me about it..” Eliza retorted, “What happened anyway that got your tights in a twist.”

[elizaxrosepeace]

trinityxgt:\

What group do you belong to?

“Shadowhunter....”

[chloedeckar]

What’s going on with you?

[elizaxrosepeace]

ofrevolutiion:

the blade cuts through the air, a smooth sleek arc made of metal. It feels wrong. her stance is strong and unwavering, grip firm and to any shadowhunter she’d look perfect- but the blade’s weight is wrong in her hands; the handle is too thick, the arc too wide. everything is just wrong. ophelia frowns, driving the blade through the air once more before returning it to the rack. she’s been through all the weapons the institute owns- they’ll do on a mission ,but they just don’t feel right. she’s too much of a perfectionist.

“You look rather uncomfortable,” Eliza noted studying the others form, with all the transfers and new additions.  The institute was filling up for the first time with unfamiliar faces and Eliza wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that.  “Are you okay?” 

[elizaxrosepeace]

institutenpc:

“Excuse me,” Kira said, approaching the other. “It’s my first day in this Institute, would you mind giving me a short tour? Sir Arthur Rosedale assigned somebody to do this, but they didn’t show up.”

“Welcome! I’m Eliza and I'm truly sorry to hear about that.  Sadly most people hate giving the nickle and dime tour of this place.” Eliza chuckled, “I’m more than willing to help.”

[elizaxrosepeace]

midweaver:

there was a lot of moving today. after the attack on the institute, the clave has ordered more shipments for weapons and equipment for the london institute. peter was mostly in charge of keeping check of the weapons being shipped in his demon blood makes him feels an immense amount of pain when he touches anything electrum, and he doesn’t want to be exposed as a demon blooded shadowhunter just yet, and you can bet that the iron sisters threw in some electrum weapons in there, hence why he’s asked to only do inventory for this one. peter guided the group of nephilim towards the armory where the weapons are being stored. “yeah, those go in there,” he said as he walked in the room, helping the other nephilim organize the weapons particularly avoiding the electrum laced ones though. he then looked at the tablet that was given to him for inventory when they finished and left. “yeah?” peter said as he heard the other walk in the armory, not bothering to turn around nor look up from the tablet.

Eliza had been put on the intake crew, which was a thankless job but a necessary job.  At the end of the most recent shipment.  She, however, had noticed that Peter was doing more supervising then not so she cracked a teasing smile, “You do know how to make supervising look hard.” She teased leaning up against the armory table.

[elizaxrosepeace]

trinityxgt:

I should stop hanging out at the institute, but I swear, I don’t know what group has the hottest girls. Werewolves or Shadowhunters. 

“Thanks, I think?” Eliza commented unsure how to exactly respond to this.

[elizaxrosepeace]

angelicxsilver:

I just want to be an orphan right now….or drunk. I’ll take drunk first, wishing murder is kind of….dark, right?

“And a bit insensitive and kind of twisted, but you know that is just me” Eliza grumbled the orphan topic a bit of a sore subject for her.

[thetrickymessenger-blog]

Starter Dos

[elizaxrosepeace]

thetrickymessenger:

One tradition that Kain did not agree to in the slightest was Mina’s way of sending “greeting cards”. His sister dreads going to places unannounced so must make a grand appearance. She doesn’t want to look at Kain so to make sure he knows she’s there she sends an assassin to kill him. She finds the most expensive assassin in the market, hires him or her, then sends them to their doom. Nine times out of ten the assassin ends up dying, going mad, humiliated, or vows their entire life on carefully killing Kain. This was one of the many reasons why Kain hated his sister. Mina somehow Manages to place a card in the same area every time, the assassin’s pocket. The card, of course, frustratingly had some stereotypical sappy shit. Kain felt loved but he preferred not to be loved by his evil twin sister.

  The assassin Mina sent this time was actually multiple assassins. She felt like spicing things up. All the assassins lay dead on the ground as they always do. Kain unwillingly didn’t have any other options. These assassins were smart and stubborn. It was either Kain or the assassins and Kain choosed himself. His hands were bloody and it looked pretty bad from an outsider’s perspective. Kain tensed when he saw someone walk into his murder bath only for him to explain himself.

“It isn’t what it looks like?”

       Eliza had been out on patrol, various voices muttering into her ear.  They were calling out all clears, and mild offenses they had tracked down.  Eliza’s night was strangely all clear, not even downworlders drunkenly showing off too close to mundanes.  That was until she heard the sounds of a struggle.  She moved closer bouncing from Roof Top to Roof Top, and finally landing on the ground just a few feet away from the vampire surrounded by dead bodies.        “It seems like a vampire killing Mundanes, do you care to explain?” She questioned stepping a bit closer and placing her fingers against one of the assassins necks and noting no pulse.  The Shadowhunter stared the other down and just shook her head, “And I highly suggest you don’t try to take off running.”

[elizaxrosepeace]

warlocklonan:

“ is this really all london has to offer now, ” he sighed, bored with what had welcomed him upon arrival. “ it used to be so much more fun, ” he was currently wandering the institute halls.

“I highly doubt besides a bunch of technological inventions London has truly changed that much.  This city adores its history.”

[elizaxrosepeace]

kiran-skywright:

There was a time when Kiran would never be found sitting on the front steps of the Institute. Those days for now were long gone. It seemed all her usual hiding places were taken by the Institute’s new habitats. What took her months to find has only taken days for other people to confiscate. This left her with only the front steps to take refuge on. The problem with that was anyone could find and join her. “I’m really starting to hate this place.”

Eliza was coming down the steps of the Institute when she heard Kiran’s words.  “Oh come on, you don’t mean that do you?” She questioned looking at the other, “It may be a bit crowded but this place still is quite grand.” 

[elizaxrosepeace]

GILLY FLOWER — BONDS OF AFFECTION; MADISON DAVENPORT is ELIZA ROSEPEACE, a/n TWENTY TWO year old PUREBLOODED ANGEL SHADOWHUNTER. She is said to be LOYAL but DESPONDENT as well. Let us welcome THE BROKEN BIRD into the Institute with open arms. 

Hello everyone! I’m Allie and I'm apart of the EST time crew.  I’ve been a huge fan of the shadowhunter hunter show and mortal instruments book series and I'm more than excited to bring an OC to life with you all.  I bolded any possible wanted connections in her backstory but I'm always open to plotting <3.

“My Mother was a Genius, My Father Commanded Respect, When they died they left no instructions just a legacy to protect.”

Eliza has been with the Institute for as long as she could remember.  The Rosepeaces were part of the London Insititute for countless generations.  They were some of the best and some of the worst to cross through their doors.  Eliza was one of two children born to the most current generation, she and her older sibling were separated by more than fifteen years.  When Eliza was four her family went dark, and two shadowhunters were sent to investigate, they found Eliza sitting in a pool of her parent's blood.  A protection rune drawn on her skin in blood.  Everyone assumed it was her parent's last-ditch effort to save her.  Her older sibling was nowhere to be found.

Eliza became a ward of the institute spending her whole life growing up within its walls.  Being trained by other Shadowhunters and being constantly watched over as well.  

Eliza excelled at her studies though she was slow to grasp combat situations often freezing at the sight of blood. Many thought she’d never be suitable for field work until she was fourteen and met the person who would later become her Parabati.  They turned her life around, and she quickly became a capable and worthy Shadowhunter.  One able to live up to the legacy her parents left.  

Eliza knows London like the back of her hand, keeping an ear out for any information on her older sibling who still has been listed as MIA.  She developed friendly relationships with Downworlders better than most Shadowhunters but still not perfect.  The prejudice common in Shadowhunters still weighed on her mind.

Eliza wears a locket that belonged to her mother that bares the rune of angelic power on it.  Inside is a photo of her parents on their wedding day.  

Eliza unknown to her and the Shadowhunters who raised her has more Angelic blood flowing through her than other Shadowhunters.  A secret no one knows, and one that died with her parents.  She doesn’t fully grasp what is wrong with her, or that in truth there is nothing wrong with her but the blood coursing through her makes her stronger and with that a threat to those who have demon blood coursing through her veins. 

Eliza’s weapons of choice are dual bladed daggers with the Rosepeace crest embedded on their hilts.  However she is proficient in all weapons like most Shadowhunters.

Eliza never really had time for relationships, finding them to be nothing more then a danger to her and those she fights with because if she starts caring more for someone other then her Parabatai’s safety then she is a danger on any and all missions.  So she tries to avoid feelings that accelerate past friendships.  

Eliza being a staple in the London Institute she keeps friendly terms if not stronger with all Shadowhunters trusting them all as if they were family more so then just allies.  

[kolvinas]

That’s not the King James version. Not exactly.