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[capostar]

"If ya don't like the smell of smoke, tough luck."

Premium cigars, well to be fair with his sword returned. some things just got cheaper, not helped by the fact he kept the sword beside him at all times now.

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[zenomiral]

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"Child, to what reason do you come to the cemetery. Surely you know no one here." the same question can be asked about Igor , but he is a adult and needs no supervision.

[ourheartsbeatas1]

The World Inverted ||

@runawayagent

It happened so quickly that Jace barely had time to register passing through the portal. One moment, he’d been attempting to arrest a Seelie under suspicion of breaking the Accords, and the next he was falling through a maelstrom of purple light, Isabelle’s panicked shout accompanying him as he hit the ground hard. 

Jace turned back to the portal, fingers scrabbling for purchase, but the surface was already smooth, growing more opaque by the second. He swore, hands curling into fists as he slammed them against the steel wall, cursing his own idiocy. Why hadn’t he been watching where he was going? A single misstep had probably thrown him clear across town; he didn’t recognize the interiors of this building-- it was all metal and glass-- and it was unlikely that he’d be able to get back in time to be of any further use to his team.

Squaring his shoulders, Jace took a breath, trying to calm himself. There was no way around it now; he’d just have to find his own way back. He glanced around the empty room, taking stock of the rows of work stations arranged in a ring. He was clearly in some sort of auditorium. A school, perhaps?

Making his way to the door, Jace eased it open, intent on finding the nearest exit out of here. He’d barely made it halfway down the hall when he spotted an all too familiar face, nearly sagging in relief when he saw her.

“Clary!”