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["Mortal Instruments" OC RP Blog]

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

Auggie blushed hard. “um…ah…yes! A date sounds good!” He fumbled his words, unaware of how to gracefully accept that he, the most socially awkward shadowhunter he knew, was agreeing to a date. Augustine never hid from the fact that he is gay, but had never expected to be able to actively date. Nephilim weren’t exactly the most progressive when it came to being anything other than straight. 

[heartofyellow]

“Magnifique!”(Magnificent) he chirped with a shining grin, “You can get back to me on a more specific date; I’m free whenever, since I don’t really have much else to do.” he added with a chuckle.

After opening one of the bags and starting to remove some of the contents onto the bed, he turned to look at Auggie. As soon as he saw that blushing face, he could not help but allow some redness to crawl into his cheeks as well. “But, until then, I’d love it if you’d help me start with the basics; I need to tuck away most, if not all, of my clothes first. We can always work on making everything look nice after.” he said, with his signature smile.

[bellsatrix-blog]

“Smart choice.” She replied with  a small nod. “And yes…hopefully the Institute is able to stay Fae free for a little while longer.” There was a small hint of annoyance in her voice at the thought of them entering her home. But she decided to let it go as she began walking towards the nearest corridor. “Well let’s get this tour over and done with, shall we?”

[heartofyellow]

“Yes, that would be lovely.” he answered her inquiry with a bright smile. Fabrice was truly excited to be in a new Institution; in a way, it really felt like an adventure-- well, of a tame sort. 

“How long have you been living in this particular Institute?” he asked innocently, at the moment, not considering that she might not have even been born in this country; though that possibility seemed rather unlikely in his mind.

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[auggiesilverwright-blog]

“Oh, of course!” Auggie stepped forward and grabbed the bag, setting it down inside the room. He looked around at the bare walls thinking about how unsuited they were for the frenchman. It seemed to need some vibrance, some art or something to really feel good enough for Fabrice. 

Auggie smiled and turned to face Fabrice. “We should head into town sometime and get you something to make this place feel like home! There’s a cool little shop that I found with really reasonably priced stuff.” 

[heartofyellow]

“Ah, so, it’s a date then?” Fabrice said coyly, smirking while he had his back turned setting down his share of the luggage. He had dated others before-- all of them being very discreet affairs desperately avoiding the knowledge of his parents-- so he had learned to be quite the charmer, and shy boys loved it when other men were straightforward. 

[andreawrayburn-blog]

“Alright, follow me,” she told the boy, starting to walk to the staircase. She didn’t like how familiar this Institute was, but she did like knowing her way around, where some of the nephilim newest to the area had to get acquainted with the layout. “So where were you before here? Just France?”

[heartofyellow]

Fabrice quickly scuttled to catch up with the girl, trying to slow his breathing and make it sound as though it took less effort than it had of him.

“Yes,” he responded, only sounding slightly winded, “I only just turned 19, and my parent’s were not very eager to be rid of me; overprotective and all, you know. So now’s my time to ‘travel the world’, and America is rather subtle, so I figured it was as good a place to start as any!”

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

Auggie paused at a stairwell near then end of the hall. “You’re right up these stairs I think!” He led the way up and onto the next floor and scanned the room numbers until he found the one listed on Fabrice’s paper. “This one should be yours!” He opened the door and walked inside. 

“You’re fairly close to my room. We’re practically neighbors now!” Auggie beamed, delighted that Fabrice was only a short jog up some stairs from him. This meant he’d likely see a lot of the attractive Frenchman. It was not a bad situation to be in. 

[heartofyellow]

“That’s fantastique!” Fabrice said with a wide smile and his cheeks glowing. He loved the idea of being able to see Auggie everyday, or at least as much as he could.

“Well, now that we have found the place, would you mind helping out with one of these?” he asked as he heaved one of the luggage bags toward the other boy, letting out a huff of air with the effort.

[bellsatrix-blog]

“I’m sure you’ll meet him eventually,” Gabby replied with a small wave of her hand. “He’s a bit excited with having different people coming to the Institution considering we grew up here. Always happy to see a new face.” She gave a small roll of the eyes at the thought. “Hmm…maybe. Pero yo prefiero espanol.” (But I prefer spanish)

“Honestly, I doubt any Downworlders are going to mess with your things. Lucky us, there aren’t any Fair Folk here so everything here should be fine. Unless you want to lug it around until we find your room.” She folded her arms as she waited for the other to make the decision. Honestly, it wouldn’t really bother what decision he made but then she’d have to make circles from taking him to his room to starting over to the common areas.

[heartofyellow]

“Oh heavens no, all of this is far too much to carry with me around the whole Institiute!” he responded with a chuckle of surprise. “And you are very correct about the Fae; I am quite familiar with their affinity for tricks...” he his finally words with a smile as he recalled memories from when he was young and in his birthplace.

[heartofyellow]

“Oui!” A giggle from the French boy, “I mean, yes. You’re right, I’m glad at least someone around knows a touch of my native language.”

“This paper has my information and the like that they gave to me when I first arrived.” He said, as he handed the paper to Auggie and turned to collect his bags in his hands. “Thank you so much for helping me.” He said with a gracious smile, “Merci beaucoup.”(thank you very much) He added.

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

Auggie quickly tried to remember his french lessons. “Je vous en prie!” (you’re welcome) He really hoped that was ‘you’re welcome’ and not some kind of awful insult. All Auggie needed was to have accidentally insulted the most attractive shadowhunter in the Institute! 

Auggie took the paper from Fabrice and looked it over. “Oh this will be easy! I know exactly where your room is! Follow me!” Auggie started down the hallway, gesturing for Fabrice to join him.

[heartofyellow]

Fabrice gave him a sweet smile at his French; though novice, it was still correct. With a gracious nod, the young Nephilim headed toward Auggie, jogging a little to catch up with him.

[heartofyellow]

Fabrice let out a hearty giggle at Auggie’s reflection on his family’s names. “Ma mére et mon pére (my mother and father) are into the lineage sort of thing as well.” he explained, hardly noticing the slipping of French into his words. He could not help but notice the slight flinch of Auggie’s body, and had a feeling it was best not to pursue the subject much further.

“Well, I think it’s time to get these heavy bags unloaded somewhere, and I’ll be needed so time, and a little help if you can, in furnishing my new residence.” Fabrice hoped to steal as much time as he could with this new, most fascinating boy.

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

Auggie thought Fabrice sounded lovely speaking french. He didn’t understand it at more than a novice level, but it definitely sounded nice. “Does that mean mother and father? I’m sorry I don’t speak french well.” Auggie gave himself a mental kick for not paying enough attention in his languages courses. 

“Of course! Do you have your room number?” Auggie picked up one of the bags and stood beside Fabrice. “I’ve got a few hours before my next assignment so I’d be happy to help you get settled in!” 

[heartofyellow]

"Oui!" A giggle from the French boy, "I mean, yes. You're right, I'm glad at least someone around knows a touch of my native language."

"This paper has my information and the like that they gave to me when I first arrived." He said, as he handed the paper to Auggie and turned to collect his bags in his hands. "Thank you so much for helping me." He said with a gracious smile, "Merci beaucoup."(thank you very much) He added.

[andreawrayburn-blog]

“Yeah, I’ll do what I can,” Andy agreed with more sincerity than she did with the downworlders. Though she’d grown up in this city, she’d spent half her life elsewhere and she wasn’t sure how she felt about becoming reacquainted with it. “Did you want me to take you up there? it’s not New York, but it’s a decently big library.”

[heartofyellow]

“That would be lovely.” the young man responded with a smile. He had a feeling that she was internally reluctant to do so, but he sincerely appreciated her offer to help him out.

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

“You’re from the Paris Institute? I’ve always wanted to visit France!” Auggie had a list written in his journal of all the institutes he’d like to travel to with Andy, and the Paris Institute was one of his top ten. He regretted never seeing some of the beautiful institutes of Europe when he lived so close in Alicante.

Auggie ran a hand through his hair and laughed. “I’m actually not American so I’m not quite sure, but I can tell you I have yet to meet another Augustine anywhere. I was named for the first Silverwright shadowhunter. My father was fascinated by genealogy. We still have a massive family tree hanging in our Alicante home.” Auggie flinched thinking of his dead father, but tried to quickly recover. He smiled and said, “I guess it could’ve been worse. There are an alarming number of men in my family named Butch.”

[heartofyellow]

Fabrice let out a hearty giggle at Auggie’s reflection on his family’s names. “Ma mére et mon pére (my mother and father) are into the lineage sort of thing as well.” he explained, hardly noticing the slipping of French into his words. He could not help but notice the slight flinch of Auggie’s body, and had a feeling it was best not to pursue the subject much further.

“Well, I think it’s time to get these heavy bags unloaded somewhere, and I’ll be needed so time, and a little help if you can, in furnishing my new residence.” Fabrice hoped to steal as much time as he could with this new, most fascinating boy.

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

“I’d be happy to help!” Auggie said quickly. He was known for being a friendly shadowhunter but his eagerness to help was not quite so innocent this time. The man in front of him was really attractive and Auggie couldn’t resist trying to spend some time with him. Also he seemed flustered which was baffling because Auggie wasn’t someone who typically flustered anyone. He was the cute one, not the hot one. Or at least that’s what all of his friends told him back at the academy. Auggie blushed. Andy, his parabatai, is going to roll her eyes so hard at him when he tells her about this later.

“Based on your luggage, I assume you’re looking for your room?” Auggie motioned to the stranger’s bags. “This place is pretty big. I got lost a lot when I first got here.” Auggie thought about his first time in the Cincinnati Institute. If it weren’t for Andy he would’ve been hopeless navigating the building.

“Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself! I’m Auggie Silverwright.” Auggie reached out his hand for the stranger to shake. “It’s good to meet you!”

[heartofyellow]

“Yes, I am looking for a room. And, I do agree, this place will take some getting used to.” Fabrice replied with a shy smile and nod of understanding. “I’m sure you would also find the Paris Institute hard to navigate your first time around.” Of course, for the native Frenchmen, it was no problem, and he had led many a tour through his childhood home.

“I am Fabrice Brodeur.” he said, taking the other’s hand to shake and silently hoping his hands were not as clammy as he might have imagined them to be. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that name. If it more common in America? Please, forgive me if I am wrong.”

[auggiesilverwright-blog]

Auggie was having a long day. He’d spent most of it bringing downworlders into the the institute from various parts of the city and was really ready for a nap. However, seeing as there was a rather frustrated looking man sitting on a suitcase in front of his door, it was beginning to look like that nap would have to wait. 

“Hi there! Do you need some help?” Auggie said with a friendly smile as he stepped towards the man. He noticed right away that the man was a nephilim, and based on the luggage, was probably the newest arrival to the Cincinnati Institute. 

[heartofyellow]

Fabrice looked up slowly, rubbing his temple and stealing a glance at the person speaking to him. He froze immediately and let his hand fall back down to his side. He stood and finally gave the newcomer a good once-over before smiling sheepishly and hastily remembering that he needed to answer the other’s question.

“Bonjour.” (Hello.) he said, face going red as soon as he realized he had not spoken English. “I’m so sorry, I mean ‘Hello’.” he apologized with a nervous chuckle and his right hand flew to rub the back of his neck. “And yes, I would love some help,” he said, “That is, if you wanted to help, I mean I could always do it myself, it would just takes some more thinking and probably getting lost a lot more, but I’d probably find where I need to be, eventually, I always do...” ‘Fabrice, you’re rambling again...’ he scolded himself internally; he had always had a tendency to ramble and fumble his speak when he was nervous, and this guy had practically reduced him to a hot mess upon sight.

[bellsatrix-blog]

“Well good because I don’t think I could explain that at all,” she replied with a small sigh. At the question of Zach, a small grin came to her face. The subject of him was probably the only thing that could make her beam. 

“He’s my little brother. Sadly, he’s out for today so you’ll have to meet him some other time.” She paused seeing the amount of bags Fabrice had and folded her arms for a moment. “I suggest…leaving those here until we’re done with the tour. We got a lot of ground to cover.”

[heartofyellow]

“Oh, well that is a shame.” he said with a slight smile in response to her beaming, which made him happy to see, “When I meet him, I should give him a few lessons in French, and maybe you too.” he added with a laugh. 

“Sure, I can leave my things here, so long as it is alright for them to be out here. Or maybe there is somewhere a little more, how do you say...secure?” he asked. Fabrice honestly could not wait to explore this new Institute, and he was glad that he had someone to help him along with this journey.

[bellsatrix-blog]

Judging by his expression, Gabby could tell she had possibly lost him. Well this was unfair. She had hardly said more than 3 sentences…but she did have to remember the other wasn’t completely fluent in the language. “No big words huh?” she echoed as she tapped her chin. “Well I guess I can modify it. It’ll be just like when Zack was little then.”

The brunette stared at the hand for a few seconds before extending her own to give it a small shake. “Gabriella. And I’ll be…your tour guide?” She ended in a question as she wasn’t particular sure she could even find words to make the sentence smaller.

[heartofyellow]

Fabrice smiled warmly at her as they shook hands with the girl, who he just learned was named Gabriella. “Yes, I do know what a tour guide is.” he replied with a light chuckle. “Um, if I can, who is this...Zack?” He hoped he was not crossing some sort of a line by asking that question.

[heartofyellow]

@auggiesilverwright

“Zut!” (Darn!) Fabrice explained as he frequently kept looking from a piece of paper to the doors lining the halls. He had been trying to find his room for a while now, but had mostly just been getting turned around in the seemingly endless winding halls of this Institute, which he hoped he could familiarize himself with quickly. At this point, the newest arrival had no one to rely on and, quite frankly, did not even know how to even begin to make so much as a new friend.

He sighed in frustration and ran his fingers across the top of his head. He put his luggage down and sat on top of one of the bigger rolling bags. He just needed to take a moment to collect himself and take a deep breath before giving his search another shot.

[andreawrayburn-blog]

“Uhm.. we might?” Andrea offered uncertainly, “You’d have better luck finding German books- Oktoberfest and everything..” She felt a little sorry for him, luckily a lot of places had books in English so she hadn’t ever felt too out of place.

[heartofyellow]

“Ah. Yes, I see. I can make due, and I’m sure you could always help me.” the young man said with a bright smile and an encouraging nod. He had a feeling this girl had a ‘chip on her shoulder’, as Americans called it, and he hoped he could help her to remove it.