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Who: Lýdia and Heath; Shadowhunters verse
What: a lunch
When: right after this this

Lýdia had little to none of the prejudices against Downworlders that some of her fellow Shadowhunters harbored. With the exception of still being angry about the incident at the last party, she thought there was more to be gained from connections made between Shadowhunters and Downworlders than lost. That was a part of her excuse for instantly agreeing to a lunch with Heath. A tiny part of her excuse, at least. Mostly she just genuinely wanted to spend some time in the warlock's company. Though their connection was still on the tentative side, even though they'd had a few opportunities to spend time in each other's company, she thought they were hitting it off really well. She couldn't deny that Heath was attractive, and she was appreciating his personality, too, and she thought she would love to get to know him better. While the life of a Shadowhunter didn't leave that much time for dating, there was no reason to not give things a try. Especially when someone so sweet appeared on her radar. She wasn't even intending to play hard to get.

That he'd invited her to a lunch was a good sign, even if it had been just to distract her from her current feelings and mood. Though she thought it was perhaps more than that; Heath did enjoy the time spent with her, she was sure of that. One thing she was regretting, however, was that she'd agreed to meet up at such a short notice. It didn't leave her with much time to get ready and she hated the thought that she would look anything but flawless. Though she could do her makeup fairy quickly, having had enough practice, she needed more than half an hour to get prepare for a lunch with a man she was interested in. Though she had a few favorite outfits she could pick from, ones she was confident Heath had not seen her in before, she did need to choose carefully.

In the end, as much as she hated to be late to anything, she was forced to make the warlock wait for her a few minutes. Finally, though, she made her way out of the Institute, dressed for success. Heath could either like the way she looked or be wrong.

Who: Luka and Lýdia
What: lydia criticising luka's fashion choices pre-party. "do you own anythign that isn't black?"
When: afternoon before a Downworlder party
Where: Luka's bedroom at the Institute

Lýdia loved her twin brother dearly and trusted him with her life, but she couldn't trust his fashion choices. Sure, he always looked good, but she thought that with a little guidance he would be stunning. He could easily attract the attention of any man in the room, but Lýdia thought it would be much better if he made the men want to sell their left kidney for the chance to talk to him. It was the impression she wanted to make in any given room and couldn't quite understand why Luka wouldn't want the same.

And especially with Felix Goldstein around - the boy who left a lot to be desired as both a guy and a Shadowhunter, but whose eyes kept wandering to Luka at any unguarded moment - Luka should be making sure his pool of possibilities was as wide as could be.

So that afternoon Lýdia knocked on Luka's door decisively and opened it after only a second of waiting. "What're you wearing tonight?" she asked as she made her way in.

Who: Felix and Luka
What: an attempt to solve things that have been messed up
When: right after this
Where: Luka's room at the Institute

After the brief conversation with Heath, it wasn't clear if Felix was now reading the situation right. Yet what Heath had said gave him a new angle to look at it from, one which he found impossible to not explore. He felt it was necessary for him to talk to Luka again, if the boy would just let him.

That was why he was now running down the corridors of the Institute. Searching for Luka. He looked into the training halls, and the library, and a handful of other rooms. In his determination to avoid Felix, Luka had recently turned metaphorically invisible. A ghost. Felix bumped into a handful of other people, who found it necessary to scold him for his conduct at the moment, but not Luka himself.

Finally, an anxious flutter in his stomach, he reached the other boy's room and knocked on the door with determination.

Who: Heath, Felix & Lýdia
When: Mid-morning, a few days after this and a week or so after this
What: Texts~
Where: Heath's apartment/the Institute

Text to Lýdia - 10:33
I've figured out what happened at the party.

Text to Felix - 10:33
I've figured out what happened at the party.

Who: Felix and Luka
When: a few days after this; a middle of the night
What: awkwardness and attempts at Felix's life
Where: the Institute's training facilities

The past few days had been exceedingly unpleasant if anyone asked Felix. It become apparent very fast that Luka was avoiding him; that much was clear from having to practice with Lýdia, her unwillingness to answer Felix's questions regarding her brother, and her desire to make the training sessions as painful as possible without actually damaging him.

He thought maybe Luka had some right to be upset with him, but Felix felt he deserved the chance to talk about it. There wasn't much he could do about that, but it lay as a heavy burden on his chest.

That was, in part, how he found himself wandering the hallways of the Institute at night. Physical activity has always helped him when his mind wasn't in order. He wasn't sure how he'd made his way to the training halls, but it wasn't too long into his night walk that he got there. While he expected to be there alone, he hear someone else's presence before he got to identify the person by sight.

His heart made a painful flip, perhaps one of surprise or anxiety, when he rounded the corner and saw Luka in the middle of practicing on his own. So focused Luka could only be described as beautiful; dangerous and deadly, considering the objective of his training, but beautiful still. The impression was enhanced due to Felix not having seen him for a few days.

Failing to pay attention to his surroundings as he got caught in the sight he hadn't expected, he walked into an edge of a bench. The bench moved on the impact and it hit the wall. Felix knew how to make an entry.

Who: Luka & Felix; Shadowhunter AU
What: A Downworld party with unexpected consequences

Felix wasn't a stranger to parties, but Downworlder one were a new experience. Not that he was complaining - there wasn't much to complain about. It was an entertaining event, and a colorful one. He was quite glad Lýdia had dragged them to the party.

But not long into the event, he discovered he'd lost his companions somewhere and he wasn't sure he should be hanging around without a backup. He had no idea where Lýdia was and frankly, he wasn't sure he wanted her for a company. Instead, he looked for Luka.

He found him soon enough, to his relief. "Having fun?" he asked the Shadowhunter before the other boy even noticed him.

Who: Luka & Felix; Shadowhunter AU
What: The newest addition to the Shadowhunters needs some training...

Luka was unsure how he had ended up in the situation of having to help train Felix. He hadn't even thought about such a thing until he had been told by his sister that the powers above them - the Clave, most likely - had decided that he was to be the one to show the new addition the basics of physical combat. All shadowhunters needed training, that much was obvious, but it came as second nature to most of them. Being brought up in their society meant that Luka and those like him had been reared in the training halls, each weapon an extension of themselves, each combative move as simple as taking in a breath. It didn't even feel like training to him any more, merely practice to keep himself sharp and focused; a part of the daily routine. The same would most likely not be said for Felix.

It was early morning, sometime before eight, when Luka entered one of the numerous training halls of the London Institute. Dressed in his usual training attire, he took several moments to check over the weapons cabinet and make sure that everything had been replaced correctly and that it was stocked with everything they would need as he waited for Felix to appear. Usually he would have begun by warming up, though he thought it better to wait for the other boy first. It was going to be tough on Felix, that much Luka knew, and so he would certainly need to prepare himself before Luka got properly started with him.

Who: Felix and Heath; Shadowhunter AU
What: Felix wonders whether someone had slipped him a love potion

Felix had a problem. He had a bunch of problems, actually, which cropped out when he discovered that, against everything he knew, demons were real. And he was hanging out with people who hunted them. Yeah, those were very life-altering and life-threatening problems.

That only made more concerning the fact that he seemed to have a person on his mind instead. Luka occupied Felix's already unreliable mind. His eyes, his hands, his legs, his lips... Felix even had an opinion on his eyelashes and moles. That couldn't be normal, right? There had to be something else to it. Who knew, what was possible in this world?

Which was why he south out the one person he thought he could ask, the one person who wasn't in some way directly associated with the object of his strange infatuation. His questions brought him to awkwardly bouncing in front of Heath's door, looking even more nervous than he felt even as he tried to appear casual.