THEIR LAND WAS GREAT -- considering the number of Nightshade pack members were just as great if not more. You could call them full of shit and full of themselves but they simply adapted, finding a place to exist completely as they were. That didn't mean that they didn't occasionally get the wanderer, finding the need to patrol their edges occasionally... now more so that the mortal instruments were missing. Stolen, it seemed. It's how he found her there, cornered by a shadowhunter who demanded information out of her. "Hey now, Creeper." Sam spoke as he neared them, "You're on Nightshade property. If you want to harass her, you'll have to wait until she leaves. You know, the law and all that." His head tilted, noting another werewolf nearby who waited for some sort of signal.
larissa had carelessly stumbled onto what she like to called, no-man land. perhaps it was the couple of beers she had in her system, or perhaps merely not paying attention. either way, trouble always seem to find her. her current problem was in the shape of a taller male, covered in strange tattoos, demanding to know what a non-werewolf was doing wondering around. larissa attempted to talk her way out of the situation, but with each passing second she grew annoyed. beginning to loose all patience. she began to dig her nails into her palm ; drawing blood. her mind already thinking of ways of murdering the shadowhunter when another voice entered the conversation.
her knight in shinning armor.
her blue eyes rolled ; as if she needed saving. however, she locked eyes with her intruder and smiled. " three against one ? even i don't like your odds. " she said to the shadowhunter, all before she raised a hand and mockingly waved him goodbye. he took the cue and left. she turned and finally faced her rescuer ." is this the part where you swoop me off my feet and we fall madly in love since you rescued me ? " larissa teasingly asked, a sly smile greeting the other.
HE SMILED WARMLY AT HER while giving her a nod in response. "Something close to it of course." Next best thing if you ask him but hey, it's about what the customer wanted more. "A place like this, you get a feel for what people want. You don't have to call me sir. I'm just Gideon," he made sure to tell her as he began working on the drink, pouring a special juice before he brought the drink over to fetch ingredients she could see for herself. "You got a name? I don't think I've seen you around which means the first drink is on the house."
celeste immediately nodded when he formally presented himself ; indicating that she would respect his wish. " apologies...-- force of habit. " she explained, having been raised to be polite to everyone around her. it seem this was a quality that the other held, as well. she did not even bother to hide her surprise as he offered the free drink. " you're too kind, gideon. i have never left a review, but it'd be a crime to not rate this place 5 stars. " celete joked as she bowed her head to express her gratitude. " my name is celeste. the pleasure is mine. " a pause. " so, tell me, gideon : do you think you can tell a lot about a person from the drink they order ? "
"IT'S OKAY, REALLY." Gideon assured the other, placing the device back in her hand. "It seems there's peach slices in there so if you're looking for something like it, we have the peach smash with mint. Our popular drink tends to be any form of coffee but my personal suggestion is our strawberry lavender lemonade," He moved away from the counter to retrieve a glass to work with, "it's what I call the next best thing to the nectar of the Gods." There might just be too many suggestions and offers but this is what Gideon did now a days. If anything he was too in his element.
celeste clung to his every word with fascination. the young faerie did not make it a habit to travel far from home ; always remaining among her own kind. the only adventures she knew laid among the pages of her worn out books. " nectar of the gods. " she repeated back to the male. a soft and gentle smile was her initial response. " quite the salesman you are, because sold. i'll have one strawberry lavender lemonade, sir. " her voice filled with a bit more confidence. her eyes lighting up with the prospect of trying this delicious drink.
WHERE: Sacro Bosco Gardens aka Park of Monsters
WITH: anyone who wishes.
IT WAS FAR TOO EASY TO BLEND IN WITH MUNDANE WORLD when the head horticulturalist's cabin appeared perfectly placed, hiding it's true appearance (HERE) from those who couldn't see. She appeared a somewhat young woman, dressed for the day in the gardens tending to the world there, looking up as she stepped out, "I don't suppose you're here for the open position." Marivel spoke, fingers reaching for the gardening gloves hanging out of her jacket.
" i can't say that i am. " celeste immediately replied. the young girl had been startled by the presence of the other. not having expected anyone to be in the garden this early. a black bookbag hanging off one of her shoulders ; heavy with books and beer. a single cigarette held between her two fingers. " i did not expect to find someone here this early. how does that saying go...-- " a brief pause met with the tilt of her head. " early bird gets the worm. "
WHERE: COSMO BLEND; brewery and apothecary
WITH: open to anyone.
NORMALLY A QUIET LITTLE PLACE TUCKED AWAY from the hustle and bustle of the city, Cosmo Blend was never this busy... but someone stole the mortal instruments and people were getting restless. Get your tea, get your spices, hope to hell the shadowhunters didn't bug you in a place like this. Fat chance. "I don't know what this is," Gideon admitted as he looked at the photo on the other's phone. It seemed sincere but Gideon also didn't have a reason to lie.
celeste had decided to venture out and away from her garden. the talk and debate on the mortal instruments was beginning to become too much. despite her own beliefs and values, she was bounded by duty to the queen. however, she needed a break ; some space. somehow, she ended up wondering into a brewery. " my apologies. " she immediately said in a soft voice. " silly me...-- would it be too much to ask for a recommendation ? your favorite drink, perhaps. " celeste kindly asked. " i'm not picky, at all. "
WHERE : ... āø» downworlder's bar .
WITH : open to anyone.
Ā The bar is hundreds of conversations told in loud voices , all of them competing with the music that dominates the atmosphere . The crowd is a mixture of old and young , those that were far older than they looked for the most part . Alessa , who had the sight , winds her way through the warm bodies to order a drink and take her seat . it wasn't rare to see mundanes in that bar . albeit some that wander in Ā are never seen again once they mix with the wrong crowd .
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā āø» wow , you could really feel the tension in the air . ā eyes scanned the crowd . the group with odd tattoos on them staring intensely at another group across the room .
despite hating downworlders, damian was known to come up to this specific bar from time to time. he rarely sought out meaningless fights, anyways. unless, of course, he was provoked. tonight, he was just looking for a good time. he had been stressing out over finding the mortal instruments lately, and simply needed a drink or two to relax. the mortal instruments would still be there tomorrow ( hopefully ).
he had just finished ordering his beer when a smaller person stepped next to him. his eyes immediately snapped in her direction. immediately noticing her beauty, but also that she did not appear to be a downworlder. damian shifted his body to face her before speaking. " is it really good night out if there isn't some kind of bar fight ? " a cocky smile followed.
WHERE : marauder's ink āø» bookstore owned by vanessa .
WITH : open to anyone.
ā āø» sorry about that ... ā The cambion closed the door where she left her mother to rest . Anyone who lived in the city long enough knew marisa's instability . known as the crazy old deranged woman who for the most part , people ignored or simply call her to come and get her mother who warns others of monsters and what lurks in the dark . Marisa's mental health has deteriorated and only her daughter seem to calm her .
ā If you want you can take a book on me . the marauder's ink has books on just about anything you might want to read about ā she said to the other that her mother yelled at and said they see evil around them .
larissa remained unphased. blue and cunning eyes following the deranged lady ; all before they landed on the daughter. she knew all about the deranged woman. just like everyone else knew about the " accidental " fire that killed her own mother. it was like people fed off the misery of others. larissa could not blame them. there was something about seeing other people suffer.
a sly smile greeted the other, holding her up in dismissal. " if i had penny for every time someone called me evil, i'd be pretty damn rich. " a small giggle followed. it was unclear if the girl was merely joking or being serious. " tell me..-- what do you recommend ? what story keeps you up at night ? " larissa asked, dragging her slender fingers across the spine of the nearest books.
born to two renowned shadowhunters, laura and eric lightheart. he was eldest and golden son to the lighthearts. he did have a younger little sibling, named valentina. the two were inseparable, as damian loved and cherished her just as much. they were both raised to be the best shadowhunters they could be. the lightheart family is known for being downworlder haters. they view them as monsters that need to be controlled. however, laura had her own views as she grew up. she was interested and fascinated by them. this curiosity and fascination got her killed by a werewolf when she was only 11.
after the death of his sister, the pressure was on him now. not only that, but his hatred for downworlders grew. he trained harder ; determined to be the fastest and strongest. however, the death of his sister taught him that life is fleeting. he lives very much by the motto "live like it is your last". he is very playful and charming towards everyone he meets. some girls might even say he's a flirt and a playboy. he's never held a serious relationship. the only constant girl in his life is his childhood friend and now parabatai. they were both tasked with finding the mortal instruments, and he's very determined. if any species should end up on top, it should be the shadowhunters. at least, that's how he sees it.
celeste parents were very political and righteous. her father having served as the queen guards for centuries before perishing shortly after her birth. her line of family is known for their loyalty and righteousness. always seeking the best interest for the seelie queen. celeste has raised to be no different. however, she feels that she might never live up to her deceased father, arion. celeste is relatively young among the fae, only been alive for a little over 150 years. but despite her young age, she is very wise and intelligent. and she does not find any interest in the mortal instruments. however, as she is extremely loyal to the queen, she will aid in finding them if that's what the queen deems necessary.
larissa was the product of an affair between her mother elizabeth and a demon. for this fact along, she was hated by everyone in the family from the beginning. her mother had never meant to get pregnant. she was the unwanted child ; the freak ; the abomination. her mother and mundane stepfather attempted to make the marriage work. they even went on to have a daughter that they named lily. however, elizabeth father could never get past the betrayal, and he left elizabeth. this sent elizabeth down a spiral. the stepfather was gone. her mother hated her even more, and her perfect sister hated her as well. her mother began to use drugs and fill her void with several man. man that would abuse larissa, as well. her mother never doing anything to protect her.
larissa had always shown signs of being a sociopath ; never truly showing feeling towards other people other than herself. one could blame her nature (being a cambion) or nuture (never haven been treated with love). she never cared much for school. spending her time drinking, doing drugs, and being reckless. she knew she would never amount to anything. one day, she finally snapped at the age of sixteen. larissa set the house on fire. her mother and half-sister perished in the fire. leaving her to be the lone survivor. everyone in rome knows of the fire, as it was on the news. however, they declared the fire to be accidental, since elizabeth had gotten the reputation of being a drunk.
larissa now lives by herself. feeling no remorse for the death of her family. she works as a bartender at a local bar.
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