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Raphael Santiago: [Does Literally Anything]
Magnus Bane:
Ragnor had been peacefully reading Daughter of Fortune as he sipped at a glass of wine when he heard the door to his and Raphael’s flat open and shut. Instantly, he stuffed a bookmark between the pages he’d been on and put the glass in his hand on the coffee table, drawing his robe around himself. Ragnor moved from the living room to the hallway in mere moments, brows furrowed in concern when he took in his boyfriend. This could not be in good, in any definition of the world. “What happened to you?” Ragnor questioned, lifting Raphael’s chin with his thumb.
@immcrtuos // plotted!
“I know Rose says that I shouldn’t involve your human boyfriend in my ‘antics’ or whatever, but Ragnor and I are going cliff diving on Friday just so you know.”
// @immcrtuos HI WELCOME BACK TO RAPHAEL WE LOVE YOU
“Is it bad that I hate today already?” Magnus sighed, running his hand through his hair, managing to smear his robes into the pot of porridge beside him. Letting out a defeated sigh, the young wizard put his head in his hands. “I can’t take it, Raph. Kill me. Please.” Although he was mostly joking, there was a hint of anguish in his tone. “Not only did I wake up to Seamus Finnigan, the thirteen-year-old pyromaniac, lighting the common room on fire somehow, I also managed to trip and tumble into a fountain in front of Alec Lightwood. I’m an absolute mess.”
// @immcrtuos requested HARRY POTTER MAGNUS. Please enjoy the angsty gryffindor we all love and adore ;)
frowning slightly when the other enters the loft, Magnus looks him over as he moves to step closer. one hand comes up to gently grasp the vampire’s chin and turn his face to get a closer look at the slash across his cheek. ❛ what happened? who did this to you? ❜
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@immcrtuos asked: Leave! Me! Alone!”
“Well I can say I’ve never been kicked out of my own loft before.” The Warlock had been out of the city for the evening and the last thing he thought he’d be coming home to was well this. “Is that how you greet everyone or am just this lucky tonight?” There sigh as cat eyes soft lightly. “Before you start screaming at me again maybe you could try telling me what’s wrong first and why your here.”
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„ how can i help you ? “ , the warlock asked , as he arched his brow and let his eyes roam over raphael. „ is something wrong with you ? “
@immcrtuos: Are you going to kill her?
he looks down at the unconscious form on the ground, Camille’s body laying at odd angles from where she’d dropped. the others at the Institute hadn’t wanted to deal with her & less than an hour of trying to work in Magnus’ loft with her all but literally screeching at him had left him irritable. he’d finally used a bit of his own... he hesitated to call it magic as he was certainly no warlock, the runes on his skin a testament to that, but what else could it be? he was definitely some strange mix, but whatever it was, she was quiet now, & no longer threatening Magnus or the others with certain select inconveniences. ‘ no, ’ he says idly. ‘ though I hear the Clave has a desire to see her... antics come to an end. she’s your leader, is she not? ’