jace. (jlightwood) wrote in expresslogs, @ 2012-08-14 10:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | !plot, alec lightwood, isabelle lightwood, {jace wayland |
Who: Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood, and Isabelle Lightwood
When: Tuesday - Late Morning
Where: Isabelle's Room - F 205 (Poor Robin Hood!)
What: Since things have calmed down for a bit as far as demonic zombies go, Jace is going to try and catch up with his siblings proper sans blood-gushing neck wounds. Expect lol baby times, too.
Status: Closed/Incomplete
Alec was healed and seemed to be fully recovered, and Isabelle had arrived shortly after Alec's almost fatal run-in with the undead they had come face-to-face with before moving again. It was a relief to have both Isabelle and Alec here with him given who was on board, and what was beginning to become apparent.
He wasn't entirely sure how to take Will's messages to him. The moment he had heard Will's last name, Jace immediate went on the defensive. He had his reasons. The last handful of times he had met people who claimed to be his family, well, it hadn't been fantastic family reunions. Being tortured and killed by a man who claimed he was your father, but then wasn't? It was just another reason why Jace was hesitant when it came to trusting others or showing just the faintest hint of emotion. Clary was the first person that he had every had those feelings for. Those months where they had been torn apart from the other believing they were siblings had taken quite the toll on Jace's already strained emotions.
It was hard to tell what exactly had brought him to Isabelle's door. He really did need to check on her; see how she was adjusting to the train. Between the two, Isabelle was more likely to adjust and know the entire train before Alec. He really should have been more concerned about how Alec was still adjusting to it than the younger Lightwood. Regardless, he was here, making a face at the name panels on the door. Who was this Robin Hood character? Had he spoken to him through the train's network? Jace couldn't immediately recall which meant, in his mind, that he was either just another mundane or Downworlder. Neither mattered unless the latter of the two were up to no good. Fortunately for all parties involved, most of the Downworlders on the train seemed to keep themselves out of trouble and in check. The mundanes; however, seemed to have a hankering for getting themselves in all sorts of trouble.
It explained Clary even more.
Shaking his head, Jace gave a firm knock on the door. "Izzie? It's Jace. I'm coming in." It was all the warning that was given before Jace opened the door and came to a sudden halt.
Alec was there...with a baby.
Jace physically recoiled as he leaned back against the door, closing it firmly behind him. "By the angel, which one of you were cursed with it?"