#tith:starter

[fracturcdshine-blog]

“This is ridiculous....” Sure, she had been locked up for over a decade, but still. The fact that she couldn’t remember her way around the city was--well, it felt horrible. It continuously reminded her of her out-dated she was, how alone. The melancholy she felt was almost overwhelming, the only thing that made her continue onward was the thought of seeing her children..,.  Taking in a deep sigh, she looked toward the person walking past her. “Excuse me.” She spoke. “Could you give me some- direc--” What was she thinking? Asking a mundane for directions to the Institute. She was an idiot. “Sorry, nevermind.” 

[ofvampire]

there she sat, covered in blood, though not from killing a mundane, more like out of boredom. a gasp escaped from the blonde's lips as she heard footsteps. “i know it’s bad to play with your food...” she sighed. “but i was bored,” she pouted taking a gulp from the blood bag in her hand, though she dreamed of being a vampire since the first time she got high on vampire venom she couldn’t handle the being cooped up during the day light.  “don’t panic, i didn’t kill anyone... well not yet.”

[wrxna-blog]

“I am a little busy, but we can speak.”

[fracturcdshine-blog]

“Little red riding hood I'd like to hold you if I could But you might think I'm a big bad wolf so I won't

What a big heart I have The better to love you with Little red riding hood Even bad wolves can be good 

I try to keep satisfied Just to walk close by your---”

Celine froze the moment she noticed another within the room. Her heart beat fast, she instantly stopped strumming the guitar and laid to the ground beside her. “I-I...” She struggled to find the right words. “It was a song... a song I used to know so I... I mean I haven’t played in a while so...” She felt embarrassed. A breath escaped her lips. “Sorry to bother you.” She finished lamely. 

[drcwningvoice]

“Worst. Throw. Ever.” Lunafreya beat the other to the punch of speaking those words, staring at her handiwork on the ground. By handiwork, she meant the pieces of broken vase scattered on the ground. She really did need to work on her aim, or maybe work on not throwing her bag so carelessly. A sigh left her lips. “Damn.” 

[angelbloodedwarrior]

«WATCH OUT.» The Nephilim called out to the other person and he rushed forward, using his seraph blade to destroy the nasty flying demon that was about to attack them. It seemed like that anyway - who knew ; maybe that thing was about to land on their shoulder to have a friendly, inhuman conversation, but he highly doubted it. «Are you alright?» Jace questioned, a hint of annoyance lacing his tone as he tried to wipe the demon ichor from his blade. «I wish they would just crawl back into the hole they came from.»

[lewissimonslewis-blog]

Simon sighed as he texted his friend once again.

Simon knew he looked like he was obsessively checking his phone. Well, he was, but he still looked frantic.

He had been texting Clary for hours, and he was now sitting at Java Jones with a cold biscotti and a worried frown.

"C'mon, Fray."

[wtchlght]

After standing around waiting for an hour, and then looking around for even longer, Hope decided to take action. She came to a stop again, peering over at what would be the sixth person she’d tried. “Have you seen Hodge?” she asked, hopeful tones receding as she approached the other. “Starkweather? -- He was supposed to be meeting me for weapons training but I haven’t seen him.. Everyone I’ve asked so far seems to think he’s been and gone.” She wasn’t welcome at the Institute as things were -- getting on the wrong side of Hodge seemed like something else she was going to have written against her. As if her status of watered down Shadowhunter blood wasn’t enough to make her an outsider already. She didn’t fit in with the Shadowhunters, OR the Downworlders, and it only seemed to get worse the longer she stayed.