[closed] all in the golden afternoon

[appetitive]

Who: Magnus Bane (appetitive), Alec Lightwood (angelic_archer), Clary Fray (babyhunter)
Where: Go Ask Alice teahouse
When: April 2nd, afternoon
What: Clary had been looking for someone named Magnus Bane and happened to come across his protective husband. Setting up a meeting for the three of them in a public place just makes sense, right?
Warnings: None!
[Closed]

Though he's not entirely sure why, Magnus is suspicious of the girl asking them to meet—him to meet, technically, but he's thankful to Alec for coming along. His hand is being firmly held by his husband's, and even though he doesn't have any of his weapons with him, Alec is an intimidating force in black leather. It makes Magnus bite back a smile to see him here, sitting in a tufted armchair and surrounded by floral wallpaper, drinking from a delicate china teacup. The teahouse had struck Magnus as an ideal place to meet, not only because it was a relaxing setting but also because Alec enjoyed tea so much. And really, with other caffeinated options such as coffee, it would be difficult for anyone not to find a cup of something to enjoy.

Sipping from his cup, rings clinking against the porcelain, Magnus glanced around as they waited for the third and final member of their party to arrive. "Maybe I should put in a job application here," he said, glancing over at Alec, cat eyes glinting golden in the sunlight streaming in from the windows. He was partially trying to calm his own nerves, especially because he had no idea of what caused them. Clary Fray was, from the description Alec gave him, completely ordinary and non-threatening. Yet something niggled at him from the back of his mind, and without any recollection of his past, it felt safer to be cautious until they could find out what it is she might want from them.

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[appetitive]

Feeling both confused and unsettled about the entire demon-hunting conversation, Magnus allowed himself to be distracted by the piece of cookie that Alec offered to him. It was a small gesture, yet it made him break into a smile that took the place of the pensive frown he'd previously been wearing. "Thank you, dear," he said softly to show his gratitude without interrupting the flow of conversation.

"If magic only exists in stories," he said, lifting a hand and stirring the spoon in his cup merely by twirling a finger through the air a few inches above it, "Then clearly, at least some of the stories are true. The ones involving magic, for starters." He made to say more, but Clary's outburst startled him into silence. His concentration gone, the spoon handle bent itself in half and sank below the surface of his tea. Slouching down in his chair, he pushed the cup aside.

Seeing the shadow of doubt in Alec's eyes, Magnus reached out to rest a hand on his shoulder. "There's still a lot to process, and even more that no one at this table knows. We may remember sooner or later, but for now, perhaps we shouldn't strain ourselves to answer every question in one night."

[babyhunter]

Clary felt relief wash over her at Magnas's words. They didn't need to know everything right now, they had time. Time didn't feel like it was on he side but she wanted to believe him. Her eyes dropped down to her tea while thoughts clattered and scampered in her mind. She didn't think she was a child of an angel but as much as she wanted to scream and yell about it she knew she couldn't. It wasn't Alec's fault and it wasn't Magnas's fault either.

"You're right. Beating our heads against the table trying to remember won't help any of us." She exhaled a slow breath and then pushed a bit of he hair over her shoulder. "Thanks for meeting with me, anyway." Clary felt like the conversation had run it's course. Now she wanted to go home, go to where she thought was home and draw, do something to spill her thoughts from her head.

"Oh." She looked down at the tea. "How much was this?" She hadn't even thought about it but she should probably pay for her cup before making her exit.

[angelic_archer]

His expression turned worried as he watched Magnus. For whatever reason, the turn the conversation had taken was having a negative effect on his husband. Maybe I'm not good enough. As soon as he thought it, he pushed the idea way. Magnus chose him. He must have wanted Alec even with the strange backgrounds they both had. Doubting their relationship when they didn't even remember it was asking for trouble.

And this wasn't about him. This was something else that was causing Magnus to be uncomfortable. Alec gave him a reassuring smile while carefully ignoring what happened to the spoon. Magnus' magic was unpredictable at times, but he hadn't seen something like that happen before. Whatever it was about magic and Angels that was unnerving him needed to be discussed in private.

"You're welcome. We'll figure this out eventually" The words were polite, but Alec wasn't sure if he really wanted to be polite. The happy bubble that had surrounded them had been broken and doubt was making it difficult to rebuild. "Don't worry about the tea. It's our treat."