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An Abandoned Warehouse, Monday Morning
Nov. 10th, 2014 01:56 pmIsabelle was awake. But ony barely. She'd stayed up all night, watching Flick (or the guy who looked like him) trapped in a cage made of light, powered by four seraph blades stuck to the floor. She'd wanted to make sure he stayed in there. Stayed safe so Flick would have less to regret when he came back.
She'd used a Mark to make sure she stayed awake. But that was wearing off now, and energy runes came with a price. The crash was coming. But it wasn't here yet, and she was watching the cage with half-lidded eyes. Waiting for him to wake up so she'd know for sure he was him, and that she could free him.
She was not looking forward to this, even though she'd had a long time to figure out the things she wanted to say about what had happened.
[ooc: For the boy mentioned! Shadowhuntery specifics NFB, plz!]
She'd used a Mark to make sure she stayed awake. But that was wearing off now, and energy runes came with a price. The crash was coming. But it wasn't here yet, and she was watching the cage with half-lidded eyes. Waiting for him to wake up so she'd know for sure he was him, and that she could free him.
She was not looking forward to this, even though she'd had a long time to figure out the things she wanted to say about what had happened.
[ooc: For the boy mentioned! Shadowhuntery specifics NFB, plz!]
