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May 20, Just another Saturday night
Who: Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, and Izzy Lightwood
Where: The Lightwood-Bane household
When: May 20th
What: The family discusses the strange phone calls.
Warnings: Will update if needed
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Alec had heard the messages, but hadn't reacted in obvious ways. He'd sat down with a book, pretending to read while mulling over what was going on. He didn't know anyone who had made the announcements but they seemed to believe their warnings. Alec had felt something in his leg after the accident, the tracker he assumed, but he'd thought it was a remnant of an old injury. He had enough scars to make the idea plausible.
Video cameras. Trackers. Bodies that weren't human.
Just another Saturday night...
Shaking his head, he knew that the cameras and the trackers weren't normal in relation to the life he'd had in New York. Unidentifiable species didn't faze him either. Technically, most of his friends had been in the 'not-human' category and Nephilim and Warlocks might not be classified as human either. If the Mundanes in town started to fear their Downworlder neighbors...
Standing, set down his book and he poked his head into Magnus' workshop, smiling at his husband to hide his worries. "Didn't you want Izzy and me to show you the staff work we're starting to remember?" The training room would be perfect for the three of them to discuss what was going on.
Where: The Lightwood-Bane household
When: May 20th
What: The family discusses the strange phone calls.
Warnings: Will update if needed
[Closed]
Alec had heard the messages, but hadn't reacted in obvious ways. He'd sat down with a book, pretending to read while mulling over what was going on. He didn't know anyone who had made the announcements but they seemed to believe their warnings. Alec had felt something in his leg after the accident, the tracker he assumed, but he'd thought it was a remnant of an old injury. He had enough scars to make the idea plausible.
Video cameras. Trackers. Bodies that weren't human.
Just another Saturday night...
Shaking his head, he knew that the cameras and the trackers weren't normal in relation to the life he'd had in New York. Unidentifiable species didn't faze him either. Technically, most of his friends had been in the 'not-human' category and Nephilim and Warlocks might not be classified as human either. If the Mundanes in town started to fear their Downworlder neighbors...
Standing, set down his book and he poked his head into Magnus' workshop, smiling at his husband to hide his worries. "Didn't you want Izzy and me to show you the staff work we're starting to remember?" The training room would be perfect for the three of them to discuss what was going on.
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Watching the exchange between the siblings, Magnus is once again struck by how good they both are at this kind of thing. Alec and Izzy are both trained fighters, but it's more than just combat; they're hunters, which required them to be as intelligent as their prey.
Magnus chuckled, turning a grin from Alec to Izzy. "Now now, no one get jealous. I don't want to have Lightwoods fighting over me," he teased, kissing Alec on the cheek. Turning to lead the way down into the basement, he tugged on Alec's hand along the way. "Good thing we're practicing where no one can see my crushing defeat, right?" he asked, glancing sideways at Alec in a silent question. It would be easy to disable the cameras, if necessary, but just as easy to disguise their conversation beneath a training routine.
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Knowing that being angry over the situation wouldn't change anything and could possible get them watched more closely, Alec pushed aside the negative emotions, rolling his eyes at Izzy's banter with Magnus. It helped to have Magnus close, knowing that he wasn't in danger. "I'm not going to get jealous of Izzy," he countered, arm automatically sliding around Magnus' waist. "I already know that she's amazing and could steal me away from you if we weren't married."
Stepping away from Magnus so he could take the lead and deal with the cameras, he gave his husband's fingers a light squeeze to indicate he understood the question. "Only me and Izzy, but we promise not make it too painful." Looking over at Izzy, he gave his sister a wry smile as he made sure that she was following. "You and me with staves and then Magnus against me with magic?" If they needed the cameras disabled for more than what was normal for them, flying fireballs should distract whoever was watching the video.
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And despite what she's saying, Izzy knows that she'd never do that to anybody. She doesn't want to steal someone. She'd much rather have someone that isn't attached. And someone that has integrity. A girl has to have her standards, after all. Maybe that's a part of why she's single?
Playing with the bangle on her wrist, her electrum whip and favored weapon, Izzy smirks. "I'm sure it won't be a crushing defeat, you stand a chance. But whatever happens here stays here, promise." She follows that with a nod directed at her brother, remaining light about everything. "Including me beating my big brother in a spar with staves!" Her tone is bright as she finishes descending the stairs, exuding confidence. Her brother may be bigger, but they have similar training and she is confident in her abilities....even if she doesn't win she approaches pretty much everything with gusto and confidence that she may not always have. They're not addressing the cameras because whoever, exactly, it is that is watching them doesn't need the warning of what is coming.
And Izzy's just doing her part to play into making them look just like any othe saccharinely cute family unit, sort of. Dropping her hand from her wrist Izzy poses a question. "You don't mind if I use my own, right, Alec?" The question comes out as she feels the cool metal slither on her wrist, almost as if anticipation.
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Chuckling at the trash talk, Magnus lazily waved a hand through the air like he was wafting away silly details. While the gesture seemed casual, in reality it was to cast a spell that turned the camera originally aimed at the main sparring area until it was directed, very unhelpfully, at a wall. It wasn't exactly a subtle move, but it always wasn't enough to get them noticed in the short time it took to have a conversation.
"I wouldn't be as concerned if I could use magic, but the point is to hone other skills." He took a step closer to Alec and pushed up onto his toes to give him a kiss before retreating to the couch nearby where he could both act as audience and also participate in the conversation that was the main reason for them being here. "I have plenty of memories of watching Alec train, but never the two of you together. This should be as interesting as it is instructional."