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Who: clary fray (
obstinance ) & various
What: october event and accompanying shenanigans
When: october
Where: various
Warning(s): stupidity
[ closed catch-all for shenanigans. starters in comments; feel free to pm me or pp
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What: october event and accompanying shenanigans
When: october
Where: various
Warning(s): stupidity
[ closed catch-all for shenanigans. starters in comments; feel free to pm me or pp
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her smile widens even without realizing she's wearing one at all. ]
Good. I can't wait to meet her.
[ in stasis or otherwise, clary is confident that it will happen. someone has to stay optimistic in that regard, after all. ]
I haven't driven you insane yet. That's the most important word in that sentence.
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[His tone is teasing, though, and it's clear he's trying to keep from smiling. He misses Octavia like crazy, and he knows that if Monty or Raven were awake, they'd be ten steps closer to figuring out how that bomb worked. Still, having Clary around is almost centering. She'd fit right in at home.]
How much farther are we going?
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[ an automatic, very mature and not at all childish comeback. it's difficult to interpret shut up as anything other than playful when he's smiling like that, and for as little as she feels like she's accomplished in investigating the bombings, she can take pride in boosting someone's mood — even briefly. ]
Just a few blocks. [ her pointing likely doesn't help, considering the buildings blocking the view, but an attempt was made. ] I moved out of the shacks we were given as soon as I could, but I should warn you it's kind of a mess.
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I don't care. You sure you're going to make it the rest of the way?
[Definitely teasing again.]
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Why? If you're offering to fulfill my dreams of being carted around like Cleopatra, feel free.
[ is she teasing, or is she serious? it's anyone's guess. ]
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I've been waiting for you to fall over.
[So honestly, he's tempted.]
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[ it arguably isn't something that she should be laughing about, but it's possibly one silver lining in a miserable pile of chaos. the fact that he seems to be considering it enough to slow down would be amusing on its own, even so. ]
You're that worried?
[ she's touched, truth be told, teasing aside. ]
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[Teasing or not, he's still looping an arm around her waist. She's moving unsteadily enough that, after all that talk of spells draining her, the possibility that she might pass out is in the back of his mind. Now's your time to back out, Clary.]
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If you keep talking like that, I'm going to start thinking I'm special.
[ fair warning. ]
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[And then, as payback, he's going to try to lift her up bridal style. This is what you get, Clary.]
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Calm down, Caesar. [ mark antony could be a more fitting reference, considering her previous allusion to cleopatra, but she's purposefully avoiding the comparison. the idea of brother-husbands is understandably too nauseating for her to even mention it. ] I'm not going to forgive you if you drop me, just so you know.
[ she won't let it slide, either, without making a jab. it shouldn't be difficult to carry around someone that barely weighs more than a feather. ]
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I thought you trusted me.
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[ no, not without a struggle. the arm she braces around his neck is only a precaution, should he somehow trip, but she's evidently not too worried about that unlikely outcome when she leans the side of her head against his shoulder. ]
It's just down the street. Third house on the right.
[ she isn't walking, but she can still be a useful navigator. ]
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You can barely walk straight.
[So, yes.]
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[ she's not a damsel, thank you very much. she doesn't sound terribly offended by his original assumption, but she's just as disinclined to let him get away with thinking she couldn't squirm her way out of his hold if she were less appreciative. ]
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I don't think any less of you, Clary. I'm not going to treat you like a baby.
[They reach the place he assumes is hers, and he stops.]
Want to help me with the door?
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[ clary had been repressing her share of eye-rolling, but there it is, somehow still good-natured in spite of everything. she wriggles in his hold just a little in order to slide the key out of her pocket and reach out to slide it into the lock, twisting the knob open with a click afterward. ]
Try not to trip on anything.
[ there isn't anything on the floor, but he deserves the trolling for rolling his eyes again. ]
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Whatever you say.
[And then he crosses the room to deposit her, surprisingly gently, on the couch.]
Happy?
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[ to inadvertently prove that's even more of a brat, she drops her voice a few octaves in obvious mimicry of his voice. being placed as softly on the couch as she is arguably isn't deserved, but it's appreciated, nevertheless. she settles into the arm of it, drawing her legs up to her chest. ]
I think I should be the one asking you that question. [ considering bellamy was the one making the fuss. ] Satisfied now?
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[He sits down beside her, settling against the back of the couch. He would make a comment about her mockery, but he's starting to clue into the fact that those sort of reactions just encourage her.]
I'm surprised you're sitting down.
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[ evidently she doesn't need much encouragement to turn the tables on him. he'd offered to stay with her, regardless, and she isn't interpreting that as anything other than the truth — even if how much he wants to genuinely stay might be diminished by stretching her legs out across his lap. ]
Contrary to popular belief, I have other hobbies that don't always include running around and sneaking into places where I don't belong.
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[He asks it incredulously, but he's smiling over at her, and he doesn't shove her legs off or move away.]
That's news to me.
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[ said in a way that states she doesn't think he's funny at all, eyes narrowing in his direction. as if to contradict that thought, her lips do quirk, lopsided in her subtle amusement. ]
My personal favorite is torturing you.
[ she doesn't expect that to be the slightest bit surprising to him, sounding unabashedly fond (and proud of it) all at once. her intent is more sincere when she leans over toward the coffee table to snatch up her sketchpad from the unorganized spread of books and toss it in his direction, filled with places and faces he may recognize — and some she knows he won't. ]
But I do have other tricks up my sleeve, believe it or not.
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Where's this?
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Brooklyn, New York. I don't know if I did it much justice.
[ if she sounds nostalgic, almost wistful, it's because she is. nostalgic can't ensure she's gotten the details just right, nevertheless, especially when it's been some time since she's been home instead of starting anew in the new york institute. ]
Right behind my mom's loft. Definitely not the safest place to grow up, but it was ours.
[ the graffiti on the walls in the sketch should make that apparent, but clary can't ever say she was left wanting for much in the way of anything material, even so. ]
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