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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
romanoff if you'd like to do something. ]
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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
» clarke.
then again, she isn't trying to travel very far, not initially. the first few hours proceeding the attack are spent slotting together what information she can, salvaging market displays and calming the local populace, before she pays any attention to the cold sweat forming on the back of her neck. it's stubborn, admittedly, but she resists as extensively as she can until the ache becomes too much — and an evident cue she isn't as unaffected as she would prefer to believe, but that much can be faulted on her patrol schedule.
of course she would be chosen to guard the market district when it's been chose as the prime target for a chemical ambush, but there's little time to pettily resent being assigned to that particular job. the network is already clogged with posts the moment she does pause to scroll through the information, and the sanctuary isn't any different when she steps through the door in immediate search for clarke, needing to wriggle her way through the gathering crowd to peek over the tops of heads and around cots alike to hone in on that familiar head of blonde hair. ]
Clarke. [ it's nearly a shout to get her attention and be heard over the chatter and (warranted) unease, but it seems the attempt is enough to earn her some wriggle room through the gathered natives and refugees to make her way closer. ] I need your help. [ direct and straightforward. she struggles visibly to bite the words out afterward, but she does ultimately manage. ] Would you mind looking me over? It should only take a few minutes.
[ ... mostly because she doesn't intend to stay afterward, but semantics. ]
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» bellamy.
her break isn't much of a break, admittedly, given it involves a watchful eye on the network and a ploy to head back into the fray. still, its more for the sake of those around her — and a begrudging acknowledgement that the vertigo she's experiencing won't be eased by running around — that she pretends to hole up inside of her room, somehow managing to avoid being hauled off to the sanctuary.
— she's likely only managed to avoid it because of others' exasperation with her bullheaded attitude, more aptly. either way, she'll need to apologize to both clarke and robb when the matter is settled. for now, she's taken to what reconnaissance she can achieve while impeded as she is, ignoring her mounting frustration with herself. chasing after associates won't get anywhere, so it's back alleys and seedy corners of the city she sticks to.
unfortunately, that type of self-assigned work comes with the caveat of avoiding familiar faces, certain she'll flub in any attempt to deceive them. the mask over her mouth can only conceal so much, after all, and it's with that thought in mind that she comes to an abrupt halt and turns to head in a different direction the instant she spies bellamy a few feet ahead of her. ]
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» robb.
fortunately for her facade, she's done a decent job of steeling herself, convincing others (and, most importantly, herself) that she's up to the task of pursuing any criminals they come across. it might be a little suspicious how quickly she retracts her hand when she's certain she has robb's attention, but she conceals it with a tentative smile. ]
Hey. Slow down for a sec. [ ironic, coming from her, but robb looks like a man on a mission. she knows that look, if only because she's witnessed countless times, both on herself and in the faces of nearly everyone around her: alec, izzy, jace, simon. ] Have you heard anything?
[ it doesn't feel like that much of a stretch to ask when his expression is as determined as it is. it certainly can't hurt to ask, especially if she intends to do something about what's occurred. ]
does whatever i want try and stop me
whatever, it's nothing, it's just Peter, though admittedly with worse hair than usual. though, is that even saying that much? )
Clary, hey. ( he's breathless, and he looks exhausted, but other than that Peter is all in once piece. his dark eyes narrow as he looks her over, though, because apparently he decides that perhaps Clary is not. ) Hold on a second, would you? Are you okay? You look... ( he doesn't want to say it, but what is left unsaid is pretty easy to guess at. )
there's no gif of peter being a stalker therefore you're banned
stays anyway o(〃^▽^〃)o
😠
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hey hey
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