PEOPLE CHANGE !

[noellethestar17]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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the sun was setting low in the east as alec finally headed back to the institute. a myriad of colors dulled by the familiar new york haze was just visible on the horizon, fast fading into the black of night. alec was vaguely surprised to find that it had gotten so late so quickly. it seemed like only a few hours ago that he had been leaving for magnus's, but in reality he had been there all day. he wouldn't have even bothered returning to the institute at all if he hadn't left his pajamas there. as it was, he was only going back to retrieve said pajamas and head to magnus's once more. alec supposed he could have always slept over nude (magnus probably wouldn't have minded, at least) but he wasn't exactly sure he wanted to take that step in their relationship just yet. his parents used to call alec 'old fashioned' when it came to romance. isabelle just called him a prude.

alec quickly headed inside in an effort to take refuge from the chill of the streets. his somewhat dilapidated sweater could only provide so much warmth, and it was considerably warmer inside the institute. alec started immediately for the kitchen. yes, he needed his pajamas, but his stomach was grumbling uncomfortably and he figured it couldn't hurt to grab a snack before leaving again. he was taking great care to avoid his parents, isabelle and jace - alec didn't feel like engaging in a long conversation right now. he just wanted to eat something, get his stuff, and leave. the institute reminded him too much of the past; of pining over jace and reading comic books with max at all hours of the morning. he didn't spend much time here anymore, if he could help it. alec knew his parents didn't exactly approve of the amount of time he spent with magnus, and he suspected that isabelle didn't either, but he was an adult now. he could do what he wanted.

upon approaching the kitchen, alec began to smell something odd. it was a combination of the smell of burning hair and rotting dead bodies. not a particularly pleasant odor, but one he immediately recognized as isabelle's cooking. alec winced, tugging at the ends of his sweater in nervous habit. damn. he didn't really want to talk to izzy at the moment, and he most certainly didn't want to sample whatever it was that she was cooking, but he was absolutely starving. maybe he could somehow sneak in and out again without her noticing? there was always the possibility that she wasn't even in the kitchen, that this smell was left over from an attempt at making lunch. somewhat reassured, alec entered the kitchen. only to find that he wasn't alone. "oh, uh, hey isabelle." he said tentatively, hoping beyond hope that she would let him get his potato chips and leave in peace.

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[isabelle]

When God made me, he thought of Perfection

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I don't know what he was thinking about when he made you

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The smell did not go unoticed by the young woman sitting on the counter, long legs folded underneath her as a wooden spoon turned the unmentionables inside. Pert nose was scrunched up in disgust at the 'food' she had created. Even now she couldn't tell what she had put inside the large pot, but she did know her creative juices were flowing and she had the urge to make something. Said something was not edible, she rightly new. Sighing, an elegant hand reached out to turn the stove off, waving her other in front of her face, trying desperately to lessen the burnt smell, and having no success. Black eyes darted the room, wishing a spray would magically appear in mid air to help her, but alas, no such thing was given to her. Crap.

Rolling those eyes, jumping down from the counter in one smooth move, she was just about to pick the pot up and dump it in the sink. Something she had done many times with her failed attempts at cooking, and each time the sink clogged up, as well as she didn't care. She never learned. On most things. But the sound of footsteps falling had her stopping, cocking her head to the side as if trying to hear better. Recognizable, of course, or she would have already gone in fighting mode. But even so she flipped her long black hair behind her back, forgetting to have braided it when leaving the shower, and blowing out a wisp of bangs from her face. Turning slowly, she was in perfect view to see her brother walk in with a nervous look on his face. It said "I hope she'll let me get my potato chips and leave in peace". Her look? "Not on your life, which right now, is in danger." Grabbing the wooden spoon from the counter where she had left it, she gave it a slow curious look, weighing the pro's and con's of the action she was about to take, before finally deciding. Hurling the spoon at her brothers head, she finally let her emotions show.

Isabelle Lightwood, was not very happy. "Alexander Josiah Lightwood. Where have you been? Wait! Don't tell me. With Magnus Bane."

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Teeth gritted as she said his name, the name of the wizard who had captured her brothers heart not so long ago. She swore Clary would be trouble, and indeed she was bringing all this mess into her life. And yet, the girls had become close. Or, as close as Isabelle would let her, and truth be told she actually liked her. Kind of. Would you get her to admit it? When hell froze over.

"You have a family you know! Or have you forgotten? Apparantly so, I haven't seen you all day. Then you sneak in here to feed your belly, then sneak back out to see him! It's pathetic that you can't even tell your own family hello once in a while."[/i] Think she's done? Not by a long shot. "That man has barged into your life and turned it upside down! I'm happy for you, really I am Alec but we need you here as well. If you haven't noticed by now we love you to! Not just that warlock you seem to be spending all your time with. And let me guess, you'll be spending the night with him. Don't try and deny it, I know you were. How disgraceful."[/i]

Ok, yes she's done. Arms folded over her chest, a pretty pout placed on her mouth. "Well? What have you got to say for yourself?" [/i][/center][/size]

[noellethestar17]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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the expression on his younger sister's face was suddenly and completely familiar. it was an expression reminiscent of a volcano getting ready to erupt in an explosion of ash and lava, destroying everything in its path. his past experiences with this 'your life is in imminent danger' look had usually involved angry tirades and sometimes, depending on the severity of isabelle's anger, bodily harm. but this wasn't that big of a deal. so he hadn't been at the institute for a couple days. it wasn't anything isabelle would actually harm him for ... right? the spoon suddenly hurtling towards his face immediately disproved this theory. alec yelped in surprise, grabbing the spoon from the air just before it collided with his head. it was times like these that he thanked god for his shadowhunter reflexes.

and so the tirade started, beginning with the recitation of his full name. alec grimaced. damn, she was angry. he mentally weighed his chances of getting out of this situation alive. maybe, if he played his cards right, he could successfully calm izzy down enough that nothing else would get thrown at his head. unfortunately alec doubted he would be able to go back to magnus's tonight, not with isabelle so angry. he would probably have to stay the night to convince her he didn't mind spending time at the institute. and the possibilities of getting his potato chips any time soon looked slim. alec sighed audibly, running a hand through his already mused hair as isabelle launched into her rant.

no, he hadn't forgotten that he had a family. and alec missed them, really he did. but it was hard for him to stay in the institute - the place reeked of old memories. it reminded him too much of max, and too much of the days of being in love with jace. now that he was finally happy, that his life was going reasonably well, he didn't need those memories to drag him back down again. alec winced. how had she known he wanted to spend the night with magnus? stupid little sister intuition. and it was disgraceful that he wanted to spend the night with his boyfriend? one eyebrow went up. that was a little extreme, but then again, he had always known izzy was prone to overreacting when she was angry. it was only thirty seconds ago that she had chucked an eating utensil at his head, after all.

and finally she was done, looking at him defiantly with arms crossed and a familiar pout playing on her lips. alec sighed again. what did he have to say for himself? that was a good question. he had to be careful not to upset her again or she might throw a knife rather than a spoon. "isabelle, i think you're overreacting just a little." alec said cautiously, choosing his words carefully. "of course i haven't forgotten about my family. i just want to spend time with magnus, too." he shrugged nonchalantly, attempting to downplay the situation as much as possible. maybe if he could make her see reason things would go more smoothly. "i bet jace doesn't spend all of his time at the institute." alec pointed out, furrowing his brow. "i bet you don't even spend all your time here. how can you say it's disgraceful for me to spend the night with magnus when you're in and out of downworlders' beds every other day?"

alec scowled, allowing some of his irritation to filter into his last words. it did seem hypocritical for isabelle to be criticizing him. and besides, he was eighteen years old! he didn't need his little sister to be telling him how to spend his time. that was just ridiculous. he was an adult now, he could do what he wanted. "i'm eighteen years old, isabelle. there's no reason why i should have to spend all of my time here." he said matter-of-factly. alec's tone was superior, which may have been unwise. he knew isabelle wasn't fond of the whole age superiority argument, but he couldn't help it. he was getting frustrated, and she was being illogical. and if there was one thing alec hated, it was when people were unreasonable and illogical.

" ... and not to change the subject, but did something explode in here?" alec asked, wrinkling his nose in disgust.

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[isabelle]

When God made me, he thought of Perfection

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I don't know what he was thinking about when he made you

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The pout never left her face as her brother defended himself to her accusations. She realized that maybe her words were a bit harsh, a bit to hypocritical. But honestly, she had to live here to. With the ghost of Max running up and down these halls, every room she visited, including his own. It was still the same, messy with the bed rumpled as if he just got up. The thought made black eyes glisten, and she hurriedly turned pretending to be busy with the pot of....... stuff. She had a grip on her emotions finally turning back to Alec. "I never get to see you Alec. Why does Magnus get all your time."

[/i] At the mention of her extracurricular activities she shrugged her slender shoulders, leaning back against the counter. "Well it's not like I see them all the time. I visited Tommy just last night. A vampire I met at the club. Or I think his name was Tommy."[/i] She searched her brain flipping through her mental files of men and coming up blank. "Oh well anyway. Jace is spending all his time with Clary, and you with Magnus, and Caledonia and Indigo are always together! So yea, I'm going to go out and have some fun every once in a while. I refuse to stay here when no one else will either."[/i]

Unknowing that she was the one that started this trend. It was she who went a bit wild when coming back from The Glass City, she going out all night sleeping all day. Ignoring her studies and training, switching those for her late nights and wild partying. Bags could be found under her eyes with no makeup on, more times than not she can be found drifting off to sleep if she stand still for longer than 5 minutes. She was getting out of control, more brash and sarcastic with every word that comes from her mouth. And maybe Alec just gave her an excuse to let it all off her chest.

"No, you don't have to spend all your time here, but maybe just a little bit of it."[/i] With a rare show of her child like persona, she gave her brother a pleading look, head tilted to the side, hair falling in her face. But at the mention of her food, the walls came back up. "look, we all know I'm not the best cook around, and I tried to make.... Something I can't remember what it was. and something happened, it didn't turn out the way it was suppose to. I don't know what happened."[/i] Frowning she peered into the thick bubbling mass of stuff. "Dare to try it?"[/i][/center][/size]

[noellethestar17]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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"that's not true. you're seeing me right now, aren't you?" alec countered, despite knowing that wasn't exactly what she had meant. "besides, he is my boyfriend." he reminded her, completely missing the fact that her eyes had brimmed with tears. it felt good to be able to actually say that out loud. though it had been months since his coming out of the closet, the novelty of not having to keep magnus a secret had not yet worn off. alec rolled his eyes as she mentioned some vampire she had med at a club. her promiscuity was absolutely insufferable. "you don't even know his name?" alec asked incredulously, shaking his head. "it's a miracle you haven't accrued some sort of sexually transmitted disease by now." he said disapprovingly. maybe it was just the big brother coming out in him, but alec wasn't at all fond of isabelle's antics.

"see!" alec exclaimed. "jace spends all of his time with clary and i don't see you chastising him. it's completely unfair." maybe isabelle just thought that he was more easily guilted than jace. which was undoubtedly true, but alec refused to give in when it came to this particular situation. "you were the one who started partying as soon as we got back from idris, isabelle. you were never around then." alec said sternly, going into reprimanding older brother mode. "or maybe you don't remember that time i found you passed out in the street outside of pandemonium?" he looked at her pointedly.

alec sighed at the pleading look, immediately feeling guilty. "i do spend some of my time here." he argued weakly. he hated that stupid pout of her, it always guilted him into doing whatever it was she wanted. but not this time, alec told himself. he hadn't done anything wrong, and he wouldn't give in just because she had that childlike look on her face. alec turned his attention to the pot of bubbling ... something with distaste. "no way in hell." he answered shortly at her offer that he taste the food. it looked like some small animal had curled up and died in that pot. "maybe it would be better if you didn't try cooking for a little while." alec said as gently as possible, glancing back at the pot of whatever it was. "you know mom's going to be upset about the smell," he added. "it's like toxic fumes, izzy. you can barely breathe in here."

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[isabelle]

When God made me, he thought of Perfection

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I don't know what he was thinking about when he made you

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She said nothing to the seeing him comment. A droll stare was all she let him have. The look on his face told her that he answered his own question. Nails were being studied as he played the big brother card. A disease? Her? As if. On he went with Jace, which reminded her she'd have to have a little talk with him. A reality check was what this family needed and they were about to get one real soon. The thought never crossed her mind that maybe she herself needed one most of all. Loosing herself in the dancing and drinking every night, demolishing the pain of the past, the echoes of her brothers ghost.

Lifting one lone finger her gaze stayed on her brother. "One, I do know his name. It's Tommy. I remember now."

[/color] Which of course was a lie. The name Randy was running through her head at the moment so maybe Tommy was the guy from the other day. No matter, Alec did not need to know that. "Two"[/color] Another finger was added to the first. "I will not get a disease because despite it all I am actually careful. And besides vampires can't get diseases."[/color] And yet another finger joined her first two. "And last but not least, don't worry Jace will get his thats coming to him. And Clary. They both need to get their heads out of each others butts, as does someone else I know."[/color] A stare was rewarded to him as she briskly turned away to the pot.

A pure black brow raised at the boiling trouble inside. He was right. Mom would be mad about the smell it was emitting. Wrinkled nose and a small sniff that probably burned a few nose hair. "Your right, I think we should get rid of it."[/color] She gave him a smile, one that a little sister gave a big brother when said little sister needed some big brother help. Which at the moment meant hiding this evidence and getting rid of the horrible smell. Which would prove a bit difficult. "Maybe Magnus could brew up a potion."[/color][/center][/size]