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heaven kicked me out  &  hell is afraid i'll take over illya konstantin. 28. shadowhunter

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OPHELIA RIVENDELL

“yes but you love this stubborn ass pretty boy. plus i don’t need you to save me. i’m perfectly fine by myself, if i die then i die. simples.”

   ❛   i’m quite aware of that.   but it’s not that simple.   ❜   he pops his lips.   ❛   we, you and i, are parabatai.   i lose you, i lose a part of myself.    so whether you like it or not, i’m coming to save your ass, if only to save mine.   it’s quite simple really.   ❜

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MINA BARRON

“And what would that thing be?” Mina smirked in curiosity.

    ❛   hmmm...    i don’t know love, you tell me.   ❜

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ASTORIA ROSEWELL.

“Don’t call me that.” Astoria gives him a disapproving look. “I know what nourishment means. But how does the rune work? If I’m not feeling well does it just help me feel better?”

   ❛   call you what  ?   ❜   he plays innocent.   ❛   oh good, you’re literate. thank the angels  !   you do know i can’t actually answer all your questions, i can’t feed all of the information to you with a silver spoon.   i suggest you take a visit to our expansive library.   ❜

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ASTORIA ROSEWELL.

Astoria shrugs and then looks closer at the rune. “So what does it do?”

   ❛   i know you lost your memories, puppy.   but i didn’t know you lost your capability to comprehend a word as well.   ❜

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PETRA WHITESCAR.

        she didn’t BOTHER to correct him ; he’d probably still call her ‘goldilocks’ anyways. might as well GET USED TO it now. besides , it was better than pet ( a shortened version of PETRA ). “ doesn’t matter. “ petra snapped out , blue eyes glaring at the other , falling in step with the other , but her gaze was quick to fall to the floor , as she shook her head , looking back up at him. “ it’s not that heavy anyways. unless you’re a WEAKLING. ”

   ❛   i would offer ASSISTANCE but as you said.   ❜  he stops in his tracks to look at her.   ❛   it’s not that heavy anyways. unless you’re a weakling,   ❜   he MOCKS her.   ❛   and you my dear don’t LOOKS like a weakling at all.   ❜   he puts on a faux smile, before turning on his heels to continue on his trail.   ❛   hurry up GOLDIE, we’re almost there.   ❜

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MAI KIM.

       “ oh. “ LIPS CURVED down into a frown , and she almost went back to reading before he spoke up ONCE MORE. “ — but plans are nice. everyone’s SAFE that way , and there’s no anxieties about what will happen , or coming up short on ideas … “ head tilted to the side , ever so slightly. “ i mean , anything that’s appropriate? so i mean … no killing anyone , or anything like that. but anything that IS fun … ”

   ❛   no killing  ?   ❜   he tilts his head to the side, ever so slightly, almost looking like a confused puppy.   before the ends of his lips curve up into a devilish grin.   ❛   now where’s the fun in that  ?   ❜   

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ASTORIA ROSEWELL.

Astoria shrugs, a small smile on her lips. “Flattery’s not the only way to get my attention.” She points to a healing rune on her arm. “What does this one do?”

   ❛   if i knew how to, i would’ve done something about it, wouldn’t i  ?    ❜   he retorts, before looking at her arm.  it was fascinating how she even forgot her own runes.   ❛    that’s the nourishment rune.   ❜   he lies, deciding to play around with her.

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VICTORIA ROMANOV.

“you balance it by being good at other things,” the warlock smirked as she took a sip off her glass. the aromatic liquid burned down her throat, leaving such a familiar taste on the tip of her tongue. everything seemed quite familiar when it came to him. “i haven’t seen you in a while, moy dorogoy.”

    ❛   ah, you glorify me too much, love.   i’m not that great.   ❜   he liked downplaying himself on rare occasions.   he could be cocky ass mother fucker anytime he liked anyway.   ❛   well...   ❜   he twirls the liquid inside the glass, before taking another sip.   ❛   i’ve got to stay lowkey, the clave isn’t exactly my best friend, you know.   ❜

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THYRA HUITZIL.

“Patience is a virtue. We’ll do something when something happens, ‘kay?” Thyra replied, “so just take this time to relax yourself. You won’t be receiving anymore free time in the future.”

   ❛   easy for you to say, no  ?  immortal beings can wait forever, seeing as you lot have all the time in the world wrapped around your fingers.   compared to us mortal ones, we don’t have time to waste.   ❜

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LONAN.

“ perfect, ” he grins, motioning for the barman and adding whatever the younger was drinking to his tab. “ lonan wick, by the way. former high warlock of paris. ”

   it seems as though the shadowhunter tended to gravitate towards warlocks  —  warlocks with great power, no less.   ❛   illya konstantin, just your ordinary bloke.   nothing compared to a former high warlock.   ❜

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KIRAN SKYWRIGHT.

Kiran swung her staff around in her left hand before she passed it off to her right. While the staff stood taller than she was, Kiran had no trouble manipulate it go just the way she wanted it to. Each step she took was strategically placed as she circled around the room with Illya shadowing her every move. Kiran’s adrenaline was high and could be felt in every inch of her body. She lived for moments such as this. A chance to sharpen her skills with someone who challenged her at every move they made. Any second now she would make her move, strike just when Illya wouldn’t anticipate it. That wasn’t an easy thing to do with him but there was those rare moments when she could catch him off guard. “Come on, Konstantin! What are you waiting for? I don’t have all night to kick your ass.”

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   ❛   oh, but i do know something you can do all night.   ❜   he smirks, his retort dripping with an innuendo.   he twirls his choice of weapon, twin blades, in his wrist.   carefully copying her motions, a trick he learned from his father, no less.   it was harder to tell what your opponent was going to do when they are imitating you.   ❛   how about a little proposition, huh, skywright  ?   ❜   he says aiming the blade at her direction, moving ever slowly to the side.

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LONAN.

“ if i go home alone, it’s not, ” he made clear, motioning to the man’s empty drink. “ another? ”

   ❛   well, you’re proving to be very lucky, warlock.   ❜   he wags a finger at him.   ❛   —  considering that is just right on my skill set.   ❜   he gives up his glass to be filled with another round of the intoxication concoction.

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LONAN.

“ well, that depends on you, ” the warlock smiled, looking the younger up and down. “ are you going to make it worth my while? ”

   ❛   the way i see it, everyone has their own perception of worth my while.   so i suggest, you be specific  &  i’ll let you know if it’s within my capabilities.   ❜

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PETRA WHITESCAR.

           “ — you’re gross , “ she said with an EYEROLL , before she scoffed at his statement. is he trying to say he’s an ALCOHOLIC? she only let her eyes flicker up and down him ; for a mere , split second — trying to take in something else ,  but that doesn’t seem to do much. “ CONCERNING , “ petra said flatly , it was hard to tell if she meant it or not. however , he was already off , but she caught up to him with ease , trying not to notice the weight of her backpack on her shoulders ( damn , maybe bringing weapons weren’t the best idea. then again , she can’t recall a TIME where she feels safe without them. ) “ what a ROUNDABOUT way to say yes to a drink , mister … mister … “ a pause. “ what’s your name? “

   ❛   we all have our QUIRKS, goldilocks.   ❜   he rolled his shoulders casually.   ❛   the name’s illya, illya konstantin.   ❜   he glances over his shoulder for a BRIEF moment, before looking back at the ROUTE ahead.   ❛   you’re carrying an unusually large backpack, rather bulky too  —  not that it’s any of my business.   you could be carrying a severed head in there  &  i wouldn’t really give a FUCK.   to each their own, right  ?  ❜

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VICTORIA ROMANOV.

she took off her coat, carefully placing it on a hanger then crossed the room. she took two large glasses and a really old collector’s edition bottle of whiskey, preparing their drinks. the warlock was still standing while she handed him a glass. “weren’t you taught to choose your friends carefully?” she teased him. “cheers.”

   ❛   i’m a very bad judgement of character.   ❜   he shrugged his shoulders, snickering as he took the glass from her.   he raised it slightly, tipping the glass just enough before taking a sip.   ❛   cheers.   ❜   the scene was all too familiar.   time certainly has not changed anything since.

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OPHELIA RIVENDELL.

“time is never wasted if it’s in the company of someone as pretty as me sweetheart.”

   he scoffs playfully.   ❛   i don’t know about that, darling.   i say i wasted damn good time saving your stubborn ass from whatever hell hole i find you wasting around.   ❜