#*soldattombe1

[allisonbreathed]

                ❝ i really don't think this is what mom had in mind                     when she told you to practice with your bow. ❞

[screamachine]

10 o'clock, and already, lydia martin was bored, the loud thrumming of music causing her enhanced senses to dull. every night at the pandemonium seemed to reek of the night prior. nothing ventured, nothing new. which was probably why a fresh face really stood out in the crowd, strawberry-blonde locks swaying as the immortal made her way to the bar-- and promptly noticed her marks. silently, she slipped into the space beside the stranger.

         ❝       don't you realize how unsafe it is for shadowhunters to come here              alone? Your race is still recovering, after all. It'd be a real shame if it              died out completely, don't you think? ❞