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hxrcndclx:
 for now, heâd let the topic of conversation drop. not because he thought it wasnât important, or something that should be  A V O I D E D,  but because they had bigger problems⌠namely, valentine morgenstern loose and beyond their reach. any attempt to track him had resulted in failure, of which jace wasnât surprised. valentine wasnât an idiot..  despite his distaste for downworlders, he had no qualms using their talents to  H I D E  himself away from the prying eyes of the clave.  it had to have been how he manipulated the portal to send him elsewhere⌠even with duncanâs assistance, willing or otherwise.  âhe was right behind us when we stepped through the portal.â jace explained. âeveryone came out  E X C E P T  valentine⌠and duncan. so, youâre right⌠it was a shadowhunter. iâm more concerned with  W H Y.. â  he stepped around her to move towards the desk where heâd strewn all of his papers earlier that morning, a hand moving to card through his hair as he glanced up at her again.  this was a risky move, one that could only serve to distance them even more, but he had to try.  âalecâs sending everyone out to look for valentine; the instituteâs on high alert. i told him weâd check out staten island, see what we can find.âÂ
it seemed the world she now inhabited worked upon simultaneous explosions. the murders, then the seelie court, and now valentineâs escape - one disaster logically followed another. therefore facilitating the continuing existence of the shadow-world. it was an intelligent system. âmaybe valentine threatened him. maybe weâre underestimating the amount of circle members banding together to - free their leader.â itâs an uncomfortable thought, causing her to become immediately aware of the pit of anxiety in her stomach. the blanket assurance, thinking they were finally rid of valentine. ( of course they werenât. ) her eyebrows raise, and an disbelieving, indignant expression colours her features. âtogether?â she walks further into the room, clearly unimpressed by the situation. coming to stand by him at the desk. âjace - â her protests are put to a halt when something catches her eye, glancing down at the papers strewn across the desk. one map in particular, spread out and occupying most of the space. âwhat is all of this?â she leans a little further over to look at it more closely.Â
ofredlipstick:
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    ânothing about being a shadowhunter is convenient. there will be times, as you know, where you wonât be lucky enough to have a weaponâ or itâs impractical to use one.â izzy slowly circled around clary, deep sienna hues characteristically serious, ruby red lips flat as she eyed the redheadâs stance. âso, weâll work on hand-to-hand combat today.â she assumed the proper stance, her raised fist cracking as she flexed her fingers. âpretend iâm the ENEMY. how do you subdue me?âÂ
in light of everything, it was hoped training would provide a medium to channel her anger and her hurt into so it wouldnât consume her. standing straight, shoulders back and fists raised by her chest, eyes meeting isabelleâs as she passed in her course around her. instinct informs her that her first move should be to charge at her enemy with the rage sheâs been harbouring for days now, and bowl them off their feet. ( perhaps rather than this exercise giving an medium to healing, itâs giving her anger free reign. )Â âiâd knock you off your feet.â a verbal response is favoured, over a physical one which threatened true damage.
hxrcndclx:
  jace was no fool. whether clary was willing to admit it or not, there was something between the two of them. the events of the seelie court had only just confirmed what heâd already believed to be true. but assuming and knowing were two very different things and it was as if someone had flipped a switch in his heart;  L I T  a match and left the inferno to burn; whether it doused them all in flames or put itself out over time he couldnât be sure, but could you blame him for  W O N D E R I N G ?  he caught up to her easily as he stepped in front of her, holding his hands out to stop her from evading him again as his brows furrowed. she wasnât going to make this easy for him. âabout the seelie court. about what happened with..â he doesnât say simonâs name but the damage has been done, and he doesnât have to look her in the eyes to see the hurt. while he might not be simonâs biggest fan, he never wanted to hurt him⌠hurt either of them. âi have a couple of theories but nothing concrete.â he replied instead, arms crossing over his chest. âvalentine still has a lot of allies which means that the list of suspects doubles by the hour.â not to mention his enemies, though jace was of the belief that they werenât fortunate enough to have had valentine slaughtered so easily. if heâd learned anything about the man it was that he wasnât to be underestimated. he was  A L W A Y S  three steps ahead.Â
it was willed, with every moment that passed as she avoided him, with every attempt he made to speak to her, that his adamance would fade. âthis means nothingâ, the assertion seemed self explanatory. and was designed to ward off later contest to it. ( although the way that she had kissed him - well that was a contest within itself. ) her eyes met his, only briefly, when he came to stand in front of her, before she redirected her. pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear and looked around the institute. the desire not to cause another scene that would be blamed on her parentage seeking to outweigh the desire to distance herself from this conversation. her jaw does tighten at the mention of simon, and she wills the tears not to come - sheâs shed too many. and she needs to conserve her energy for what is to come. ( the worst part is - this is her fault. sheâs losing simon and itâs her fault. ) choosing to ignore the topic completely, avoiding acknowledging itâs existence. especially in such a public setting. â well it had to have been a shadowhunter, right? a shadowhunter with access to the detention level and enough intel to know when valentine was being moved. alec did say we had a mole. â it would be foolish to assume valentineâs demise, and thereby safety, in the overwhelming knowledge of the nature of power of such a man.
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   â this isnât what i had in mind when i said i needed some space.â  simon commented, confusion seeping into his bones as he leaned up against the door to the boat shed. theyâd said all that needed to be said the night before, he couldnât imagine  W H A T  clary had to say to him now.  even with the door separating them he knew it was her - he  A L W A Y S  knew.  @warsinterest
leaning against the door to the shed, unable to stop herself from imagining the inside of the place sheâd come to know so well. ( not informing him of her lack of relation to jace was the first straw. the miscommunication about the mission to the seelie court the second. the kiss - it was just the straw that broke the camels back. ) â i just thought that you should know that valentine escaped. theyâre trying to keep it quiet but clave envoys are coming and no-one knows how or who helped him escape and the person i usually talk to about this -â a pause. a sigh falls from her lips, leaving the end of her utterance open to interpretation as she takes time to articulate it. â- is standing behind these doors.â
hxrcndclx:
     â you canât  A V O I D  me forever, clary. â his words are more of a sigh than a statement, arms folded over his chest as he followed her deeper into the institute. it seemed like no matter how often he tried, he couldnât catch her alone for even a moment. not since the seelie court. when he entered a room, she exited. when he tried to speak to her, she bolted. it was starting to irritate him more than he knew how to express, hence the scowl twisted across his features. â we should talk. â @warsinterest
the quickening of footsteps echoing through the institute halls speaks to her motive; to avoid him and therefore avoid being forced to confront what had been brought out in both of them during the events that transpired within the seelie court. the consequences that it had borne. â about what? â the obvious. barely slowing her pace, only enough to indicate that she was at the very least semi attentive. â do you have a lead on valentineâs escape ? âÂ