₪ Two Marks ₪ [voice]

[markofthemind]

Wow, I slept... a long time, didn't I? I'd heard this happens but-- it's still really weird.

Um. Anyone mind catching me up real quick? Did I miss anything important? ...except Thanksgiving, apparently.


((OOC: Clary's waking up from a sleep coma since a few days before Thanksgiving! ♥ ))

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[markofthemind]

You just like shopping, don't you?

[nolessthanseven]

[grin!] You tell me.

[markofthemind]

[she laughs, shaking her head.]

When do you want to go?

[nolessthanseven]

I'm down for whenever you are. My schedule is flexible.

[markofthemind]

How about tomorrow?

We can get lunch too. Even if this place doesn't have great Downworlder cafes.

[nolessthanseven]

Sure thing. We can wake up at ten and tell Alec he can stuff his training because we're going shopping.

You know, you can fix that by bringing Downworlders.

[markofthemind]

And telling them to make a cafe?

[nolessthanseven]

Hey, there's an idea. You think we can round up enough of them for that?

[markofthemind]

[She laughs.]

It was a joke, Izzy.

[nolessthanseven]

A plausible one. There's enough Downworlders here.

[markofthemind]

Is it really the same if they're from different universes, though?

[nolessthanseven]

How isn't it? I mean, you have the basics anyway. I've dated two Downworlders from two totally different places that may as well have been the same. I mean, the Fair Folk are the Fair Folk no matter where you go, and Remus is pretty much like every other werewolf I've ever met.

[markofthemind]

What about other people? There are those who use magic here who aren't warlocks, for example.

I'm just not sure the same categories hold inter-universally.

[nolessthanseven]

Magic is magic is magic, isn't it? It's mostly pretty colours and being totally lazy anyway. [dismissive flap of the hand.]

Most of them haven't complained so far. Besides Harry, but I don't know that that could be considered complaining.

[markofthemind]

I don't know enough about magic to be able to tell you that, but I still think it might be different.

[and, because she doesn't want to get into an argument right now, subject change]

What sorts of things d'you think you need to get?

[nolessthanseven]

I'll ask Remus. He'll know.

Oh, everything. I have to get things for you, for Alec, for Jace, for Desmond, for Remus... [she keeps ticking people off on her fingers, finally sighing.]

You?