♬ I Said, I Know it's Only Rock 'n Roll but I Like it ♬

[angelic_archer]

Who: Alec Lightwood and OPEN
Where: The Vinyl Destination (The music store)
When: Weekend of April 29th
What: Grand opening of the store
Warnings: None at this time
[Open]

Grand Opening

It'd taken awhile for Alec to get used to the store. It was brightly colored compared to his usual tastes, cluttered, and filled with items that he only half-recognized. Part of that was because of his amnesia and the other... he had a feeling that pop culture really wasn't something he understood unless it was related to music.

But music... that was something that he quickly realized that he loved. It was something he knew as soon as he'd set a record onto the turntable and the needle touched the vinyl. Opera filled the shop as he straightened it up and got it ready for the public. The place wasn't like any space that he'd called his own, but Alec felt like he belonged here and in Pines.

Now, the shop was brightly lit with a cheerfully colored and glitter covered sign announcing OPEN in the window. He probably should have done something more flashy to commemorate the day, but Magnus was handling that side of things. He was the expert on that particular subject so he let his husband plan that side of the business. The opera was replaced by whatever song the jukebox in the corner selected. Alec hummed along with each song, in tune instead of the tone deaf attempts he had used to annoy his best friend, and sorted through records. Occasionally, he looked toward the door, watching people walk by the window, hoping someone would come in and prove that the shop hadn't been a bad idea.

Help Wanted

After he was sure that the store looks the way he wanted - artistically disorganized (according to his husband) but everything carefully placed so Alec could find things easily with an upbeat mix of music playing in the background - he set a sign in the window that said HELP WANTED. Alec wasn't sure that anyone would actually apply for a job, but looking for someone to keep an eye on the shop wouldn't hurt.

The Upstairs Party Room

Anyone wandering around the Vinyl Destination would notice the brightly colored fliers that were scattered throughout the shop.

Live DJ and Musicians on the Weekends

Beneath the large, fanciful type was a description of themed events based on certain genres and eras of music. There was also a call for musicians, singers, and anyone else who might be interested in entertaining at one of Magnus' events. At the bottom of the page there was a note to talk to either Alec Lightwood or Magnus Bane if anyone wanted to discuss the parties planned for the next few months. Eventually Magnus would probably show up to keep the shop proprietor company but if anyone was interested, Alec would be happy to discuss the parties that his husband had lined up for the shop.

Comments

[angelic_archer]

"Uh - that might not be the best place to keep a magical weapon that has a tendency to burn things." Despite the assumption that the sword had been safe there for so far, Alec couldn't help imagining Clary's house bursting into flames because something set off whatever spell was cast on the blade.

"Training?" He assumed that was what she meant. What could he say without discussing the past.
"I have and I have practice weapons we can use. Magnus and I are still trying to figure out what styles we know so we haven't been using anything that could cause a serious wound."

He understood Clary's frustration since he wanted to know what his strange memories meant but he also knew that pushing wasn't going his memories return at the pace he wanted. "We can try to figure it out and I might be able to tell you what your Mark means. I started remembering what mine are."

[babyhunter]

Clary had no idea where else to put it. She couldn't very well let someone find it. She just imagined what her mother would say if she found that Clary had been hiding a sword under her bed. "It's hidden." Those two words sounded very lame and Clary quickly regretted saying them out loud.

"Yeah. That." She waved her hands a little bit to indicate what she had meant. "Practice weapons sound good. Are you and Magnus any good at this if you're still figuring it out too?" Clary had a feeling that she was awful at it. She didn't even need to test this feeling to know that it was probably right. She was just an art student, nothing special about her.

"Really? It's almost faded." She pointed to it and while it hadn't disappeared, it was only lightly traced against her skin.

[angelic_archer]

Alec barely remembered that rolling his eyes would be rude. Where would she store a magical sword if she didn't have a warlock to ward someplace to keep it? Under the bed was probably the best option considering the limited choices she had.

Arching an eyebrow, he crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for her to realize what she said, then answered. "I'm one of the best archers among my kin." How did he know that? Somehow he knew and Alec intuitively knew it wasn't bragging. He was that good. "The reason why it's taking that long is because we're still trying to figure out how many different fighting styles and weapons we know how to use.

"If the rune's faded, it's one of the temporary ones. I've remembered the majority of them and most of the ones you showed us. It's like - " For a few seconds, he struggled with the strange haze that wrapped around his mind whenever he tried to think of his childhood. "It's something we practice all the time. We memorize each pattern."

[babyhunter]

Clary was very aware of how silly she sounded and was thankful that Alec chose not to comment. She'll figure out something better later but for now it's what she has and it's what she's stuck working with.

"Oh. Well, I know I can't do any of that." She questioned her ability to walk down the stairs at times, let alone fight. Clary wasn't particularly uncoordinated but everyone had trouble in their constant battle against gravity.

"Like the ones in my sketchbook? But what if I don't know what they mean?"

[angelic_archer]

"You don't know that. You have amnesia." Alec hadn't known what weapons he was able to use until he tried and Magnus was still learning what spells he could perform. Both of them knew they had skills but not the extent of those abilities.

"If you looked at hieroglyphics long enough, could you draw them?" After seeing Clary's sketches, he knew that she could recreate the symbols. "Knowing what something looks like isn't tied to understanding meaning. You could have seen them on something and you're repeating the patterns. Or it really is something important to you like they are for me."

[babyhunter]

Clary's lips tugged into a frown. She wanted to believe Alec but she found it difficult. She always remembered being an art student. Even the Stele was another drawing to her, something that she could visualize in her mind. Fighting? No. She's never fought anything in her life.

A memory crept to the forefront of her thoughts. She was in her house except it wasn't her house here. Her mother wasn't home but that create was there. The one that she'd drawn in her sketchbook.

A shiver ran down Clary's spine and she pushed the image away. "Probably." She answered his question, trying her best not to look shaken. "I hadn't ever seen them before. At least not that I can remember." She exhaled slowly, forcing herself to calm down. "Sometimes I know what they mean but sometimes I don't. I wish there was like a book for all of this." Maybe it'd be titled; The things that you forgot.