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wok and roll.
6pm.
you're meeting me for dinner.

( Strangely enough, she is very much like Jace in just assuming things. But she doesn't it nicely. Hopefully. She just wants to see Izzy, hang out with her, talk some. )

It's about time someone took me on a sushi date.

( don't worry, clary. she admires your blooming tenacity. )

Tell me it's good news and not the opposite. I could use some good news.

have people been slacking? it's okay, i'm here now.
and there's no news.

( Lies. )

i just miss you. it's different in the institute. i can always find you.
so let's eat so much we end up sick and gossip about the people here.

I mean, to be fair I haven't really given them the chance to slack. You and Jace are just about my only saving grace.

( well, and a ~~boy~~, but that's way to much to spill over texts. soon enough. )

I know. I miss you too, C. Everything is different here.
Some part of me thought it'd be a relief, you know? But it's difficult for me to keep my head straight.

Ugh. You don't have to tell me twice. Not even once, I'm there.

( Tell her about the boy, she will approve. )

you know i'm here if you ever need me, right iz?
like for anything?
even if all you want is to talk dresses all you have to do is call.

( Because Isabelle was her port in a storm once upon a time, obviously she wants to return the favour. )

but now i'm extra glad we're going for food.

Of course. It's nothing I haven't been able to handle, though. Don't worry. ( then again that's pretty much everything for izzy. accepting a hand wasn't her strongest suit. )

I just may have to call on you for a bit of outfit advice. Yes, really. I'll give you the full scoop when we meet.

( and speaking of things that are better left for in-person: ) I haven't seen much of Jace, is he alright?

oh!
he's fine, he just had some stuff on his mind.
you know jace, he's got the world on his shoulders.

( But! Good news is afoot. And while Clary doesn't want to gossip, she thinks he'd allow her a conversation with Izzy. )

and it doesn't matter if you can handle it. we're friends, so you can totally just tell me anything even if you've got everything under control.

Unfortunately I think that comes with being part of the family. The infamous Lightwoods.

I'm glad he's at least talking to someone, he needs that.

( if the way she's felt is any indication, anyway. there's never a day where she isn't thankful that they'd taken jace in, but she's well aware of the pressures that come along with the name. even if, for quite some time, he's fallen under many. )

Always love that little protective flare in you. It's why you adapted so well, you know.
Things will feel much more under control when I have my spicy sushi rolls.

well, infamous or not i like the lightwoods i know, so.

( She likes Izzy, she like Alec too. And Jace, well that's obvious. Their parents may be difficult, may have their issues. But it was the children who saved her, who took her in and took care of her. Despite the differences they had, she knows she wouldn't have made it without them. )

just say the word and i'll punch people for you.
but okay, i can grill you better in person anyway. i'll see you later?

( she's faced many quarrels in the urge to essentially become her mother, and while she loved her, isabelle was thankful that she differed vastly from so many characteristics known to her parents. )

I'd love to see you try and grill me. It's probably cute. ( look, she doesn't doubt clary's determination. but it would be cute. )

No one needs punching just yet, but stay tuned. I'm sure there's plenty of willing volunteers just waiting to show themselves.

You will. Don't be late, hell hath no fury like a hungry woman who needs her gossip.

stop calling me cute.
i'm a fierce warrior now.

( No, she's still herself so she's definitely cute.

That's the last message she sends though, spending the rest of her day fixing some of her artwork and trying to reorganise her new room. When it gets close enough that she won't seem overeager, Clary heads out, opting to walk instead of take the tramline. Of course, she doesn't make it there before Isabelle, but at least it looks like she's only got their herself when Clary skips over to hug her. )

You know, I'd tell you how good you look but that's pretty much always for you.

( She's so glad Izzy's here. )

😉

( the last of her own sent through, before phone is set aside and bottom's pushed off the edge of the bench she'd settled on in wake of clary's text. sucker punch had become somewhat of a solace for her, a means of expelling all the haunts that'd followed her to cadelle, the sort of things you couldn't really run away from.

everything that'd happened so recently with max, alec at the head of the institute, and it falls distant all the more the moment she spots familiar fiery locks giving their joyful bounce nearer to her, standing up from the cute little dimly-lit table she'd secured from them to return her embrace. )

Did you expect me to show up any differently? ( a snicker against the girl's hair, and she's pulling back, holding her at arms length with a mix of relief and familiarity crossing her features. )

It's so good to see you.

( That relief on Isabelle's face is echoed in Clary's. She can't help her smile, softer for all the feeling behind it. She's selfishly glad Isabelle is here, because the other girl has been at her side for so long it felt unnatural to not have her there. Every time she's picked up her phone to text her something, Clary's had to remind herself that she can't. It's hurt a little more each time. And while she'd known she was here for a reason, that she needed her wish to come true, there's still been something in her that had yearned for the comfort of the Institute. It's better now.

It's easy, to take her seat opposite Isabelle, shrugging off her coat and tucking her bag beneath the seat. All the while she's smiling helplessly, far too pleased. )

So, how are you? Have you been settling in okay?

( honestly, izzy isn't quite sure where they should even start—coming to cadelle on it's own had been an adjustment, but there's been so much that's happened already along the way. she's not used to nor has she ever often preferred the attention to be on her, but it wasn't as if there wasn't a topic that wasn't ready to spill from carmine lips the moment they'd finally been within the same vicinity as one another.

she's never really had anything like what she does with baby, hasn't really had someone to confide in with those things, either, aside from alec—and while she loved him to death, he didn't exactly carry the same reactionary flare clary did when it came to such subjects. she supposes the best way to start is honestly, before she gets too ahead of herself. )

It's been... I don't know, different? ( a gesture to the side for them to sit once more, placing palms over the menu folded just before her, though mind's mostly absorbed in the whir of thoughts keeping her company. ) I've never known anything but the Institute, you know? Not having Alec, ( until just recently, ) having no briefings and anything to report to, it's made me restless. ( if the bruises she's yet to iratze along her knuckles speak anything of the matter. )

But things have helped. ( sucker punch, training, late night runs to spike her heart rate. him. )Someone's helped, a lot.

( Different is an apt way to describe things. Clary's not sure she would have been able to cope had she not found Jace almost straight away. Izzy has always been an independent kind of girl though, and she can only imagine things were much different for her. ) You're having to adjust to a Mundane life. I think it would be hard for any Shadowhunter. ( Even she's been restless, unsure of herself. But for most of her life it's been like this. Normal. ) But you'll get there. There's time here to deal with everything.

( Personally she thinks they need it. They've all been through so much and instead of getting the space to work through it they just have to keep moving forward. Clary just hopes that the time doesn't have any detrimental affect.

But then Izzy mentions a someone, and Clary's eyes go wide and her smile turns delighted. She leans over the table a little more, grinning. ) Oh? Have you been holding out on me, Lightwood? Have you found yourself a cuddle partner? I want details! Immediately.

( The poor waiter who keeps eyeing them from the other side of the room. He's in for a night, if it's going to be gossip central. )

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me: thought wok was sushi this whole time. glad i know nothing

is it ... not ... sushi ... admittedly i know nothing.

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