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The Unoffocial Tour || Adrien & Jace

Adrien was jumpy because of his run-in with the hunter, and his shoulder was wrapped in gauze underneath his t-shirt from the gunshot wound he had narrowly missed. To make it worse, the memory of the other night and how he had his first kiss with a vampire was on his mind. He was a mess, and now he had to show the werewolf Jace, who he also liked but now it was more complicated because of all this vampire crap, around the academy while pretending he wasn’t being targeted by hunters and hadn’t been shot by one.

He should have just stayed in the library.

He was reading up on his Shakespeare, a nerdy habit to impress people, when he heard the doorbell ring and he jumped to his feet. Checking his reflection in the hall mirror so he didn’t look scared or injured or emotionally conflicted, he opened the door and smiled.

"Welcome! As I predicted, there’s not many people here today. A lot of the girls are out on visits so it’ll be kinda quiet. Better than the usual though, so that’s good. How are you?" he asked as he stepped to the side, letting the man in.

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Jace had meandered over to the Academy, after sleeping in until well past noon. Typically, the wolf was more of an early riser, but weekends were the days he chose not to set an alarm. It just felt normal, in a way, and being lazy wasn't always a bad thing, in his mind. So he'd gone about his routine; waking up, going on a run to expel energy, showering, and eating. Lots of eating. But, not wanting to be rude by procrastinating all day, he'd finally gotten himself over to the academy by two o'clock.

It was strange, approaching the Academy. He'd never been past the steps before, so as he rang the doorbell, Jace looked around, expecting someone to show him away or turn him into a goat or something. Perhaps he really didn't know much about witches after all. But soon enough, Adrien answered the door to Jace's relief. THe Headmistress, or whoever she was, seemed terrifying, and he'd likely not survive an encounter with her.

"Hey," he greated, smiling in return. "What, no one wanted to stick around to poke the token werewolf?" he laughed.

Jace walked in slowly, looking all around as he entered the house for the first time. "I'm doing alright, how about you?"

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Down at the Cat || Devlin+Jace

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"Hiding out?" He echoed, and went to lean against the wall beside Jace. Devlin plucked the cigarette from his lips to flick some of the ash to the sidewalk. It was his one guilty pleasure he was allowed. Drinking and eating was not an option, so smoking managed to fill that void. He kept it balanced between two fingers as he glanced over at the werewolf. It wasn’t unlike his and Devlin’s kind to go into hiding for a few days, especially in a city that possessed such a large hunting ring like Delphi Trust. But all the same, Devlin frowned deeply, "hopefully you’ve been safe, I know the hunting rate declined a bit after what happened last month… but I’m wondering if it wasn’t just the calm before the storm." He hoped it wasn’t, he hoped the witches had taught the hunters a lesson.

"Lying low, I guess you could say that. Been preoccupied, which is why I haven’t been working a lot." At that, Devlin grinned to himself. Of course, there had been a significant amount of development. He had been staked during the rebellion and miraculously survived, he was involved with a witch and her—their adopted werewolf daughter. When he thought about it all, it seemed funny. At least in the regard that had someone told him all this a few months before, he would have never believed it. There were so many things, but instead of speak of them at once, Devlin simply took a long drag from his cigarette. "I meant to ask you, since you’re one of the only werewolves I know—at least, on a personal…casual…level. What quality of life do lone wolves have? I—don’t mean to offend, but if one’s lost their pack when they’re young, how hard will it be for them to adapt without a pack?"

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Jace was enjoying the cool night air against his skin. It was refreshing, comfortable, and the growing darkness was a bit of a safe haven for the werewolf. His senses were far more tuned than any human, and as a creature of the moon, Jace had advantages in the night, ones he cherished as part of who he was. "Yeah, I've been fine. Met a witch, actually, so that was kind of cool." There was a hint of foreboding in Devlin's voice, one that Jace couldn't help but pick up. He hadn't been paying much attention, really, but the idea that Hunters could be gearing up for some new, wide scale attack was terrifying.

"Preoccupied?" Jace laughed lightly, shaking his head a bit in reply. Of course, that word could go one of two ways- violent and dangerous, or busy with better things. He hoped for the latter, in all honesty. This werewolf much preferred the quiet life, and though he'd been busy recently, it hadn't been eventful; a fact he was glad of.

Jace stood still a moment, pondering the vampire's question. "Well, as an adult lone wolf, I'd say my life is fine. Packs provide security, safety, they generally take care of one another." Of course, that was a broad 'generally.' Power struggles and punishments often led to unnecessary violence, especially if, like Jace, you neither wanted nor cared for the power you were expected to covet. But at least he'd grown up with the semblance of community. But for a young wolf...

"I dunno about being young, though. You need like... someone to show you the ropes. Teach you the pack life, even if you're not in one. Teach you how to deal with puberty as a wolf. Or else that first moon could be... dangerous."

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Text - Jace

Adrien: I've yet to read that.

Adrien: And, as much as I'd love to ask you every question under the sun now, I'm about to pass out. We'll pick this up tomorrow, ok Jace?

jace: sweet dreams!

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Text - Jace

Adrien: I read a lot too...but lately it's mostly psychology textbooks, lecture notes and spellbooks. Great variety, am I right?

Adrien: Idk. I just focus on the lines themselves. Apart from the plot, just the ebb and flow of the rhyme and the diction.

Jace: I just finished Crime and Punishment for the second time. so, yeah, you're probably better off than I am. and thats interesting. i dunno, i get super plot oriented i guess, like i love certain lines and phrases but the context is key

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Text - Jace

Adrien: Lol no no problem.

Adrien: I thought you said there was nothing interesting about you. You sure have some good opinions on literature.

Adrien: And as for the plays idk. I'm a sucker of suckers for sappy romances. I just try to ignore the age of J and the whole Rosalind thing lol.

Jace: I just... read a lot. i dunno. and if you want sappy romances just look at twelfth night

Jace: but seriously how do you ignore soemthing like that

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Text - Jace

Adrien: It's been awhile since I read King Lear.

Adrien: I like A Midsummer Night's Dream and, say what you will, I'll have a soft spot for Romeo and Juliet. The language flows just so well and, even though that relationship was so poisonous, it sounded so good.

Jace: Midsummer just kind of annoys me sometimes, Helena especially. I mean Puck and Bottom were pretty cool, but the whole mixed love triangles just really annoyed me. plus the end isnt even really a happily ever after, theyre all under love potions. and then R and J... mercutio was definitely my fav from that. but romeo... one minute hes in love with rosalind, the next its some 13 year old. idek

jace: sorry that turned into a bit of a rant

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