─ ; Herondale, Jace

”Watching me play Scrabble is enough to make most women swoon. Imagine if I actually put in some effort.” TMI & TDA | book club president | has many last names | will rip his clothes off | co-head of NY Institute | no ducks or faerie drugs allowed | #Insolent

@SelflessShadow -- to be heading their way, Jace squared up his shoulders. "We can help. If you give us more information. Or go to Alicante in your stead, that is if you tell us what you know." Jace elbowed Alec, seeking agreement or encouragement from him.

@SelflessShadow -- to investigate?" A humourless chuckle escaped her lips. She shook her head and placed her palms on her hips. "I don't know if we truly mean so little to the Nephilim or if you're lying to me." Gripping the hilt of a blade, which was now lowered as no threat seemed --

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@ShadowedMisfit Jace moved to the sink to wash his hands, then dried them with a paper towel. "I would like that. We can do it when you're not as busy." Jace saw no point in coming over if Robert would be away for work or be able to see him only once he returns home, all tired.

@NaturalBlondeW — his arms as he looked back at Jace, who he saw as a son. “I have taken Max many times. It just means you may be away from the field for a little bit.”

Robert smiled sheepishly, “it is, but it’s different. Pizza is made with Marinara sauce which has a tomato base but uses something different. Though Pizza sauce is a bit different than marinara too… it’s a lot to process. But if we put ketchup on a pizza we would make Izzy —

@EtherealRunes -- sad kicked puppy. While he ate, his golden gaze kept wandering over to Clary, examining her face as if expectant of changes. "Is there anything I can do to help you feel any better?"

@EtherealRunes -- dwell in sorrow, but Jace needed food to survive. And for now, he decided that his mood ought not to be ruined because of hers. Pancakes were delicious. Whoever made them did an amazing job, which is something Jace would have voiced out if Clary didn't look like a --

Starter for: @EtherealRunes The Fall | triggering The world burned, just as Sebastian promised. Life was flowing out into the universe, rivers of blood circulated about, becoming younger sisters those in the land of the faeries. Sebastian's forces wiped out the --

@EtherealRunes -- explained as he placed the tray on the bed.

@EtherealRunes -- Rushing to the feet, Jace was out of the room in no time. Some time later, he returned with a tray in his hands: two plates with pancakes with honey and blueberries, two glasses of water and coffee for Clary. "I found some coffee. Black, just how you like it," he --

@SelflessShadow -- you doing here?"

@SelflessShadow -- of a woman hadn't appeared. "Enough!" Jace managed just to scramble to his feet and reach for Alec when she approached. It was a woman in her forties; she was stern, and yet there was something else about her that Jace couldn't figure out. "Who are you and what are --

@ShadowedMisfit -- thinking of it was giving Jace, who was a guy of action, the shivers. "Oh, I know that. I don't blame you for being there. Nobody does. As long as you are happy, so am I. But I do wish I could see you more often, that's on me as well for not coming to Alicante."

@ShadowedMisfit Having finished placing the topings, Jace pressed his palms into the edge of the table and leaned into them. Every word that fell off Robert's lips was soaked in, like a child adoring his father would do. "Paperwork is the worst. Honestly, I don't know how you do it." Even --

@EtherealRunes -- pushing the crimson locks out of her face. “Bad dream?”

@EtherealRunes The silence was starting to bother Jace. It had already been a few minutes since Clary had started holding onto his shirt, and now he was certain that she was awake. “Are you awake?” he inquired silently still. "The head raised to peek at the redhead on his chest, while --

@EtherealRunes -- Yet what she didn't understand was that it was necessary. War brings casualties on both sides. Clary will just need some time to grieve, but she will get over it at one point.

@EtherealRunes -- against the scalp to soothe whatever was on her mind. At the same time, the other hand came to rest on top of Clary's which clenched his shirt. Jace maybe didn't feel what Clary did, but he understood that she felt bad after the war and all the losses. It was sad. --