₪ One Mark ₪ [accidental video]

[markofthemind]

[She's hurtling through space and nothing makes sense and she can't feel Luke's hand on hers anymore. The scenery rushing up to meet her is nothing like the image in her mind, though judging by the trees and green and sky, it does look like Idris might. And the lake--

The lake is suddenly right there and her impact sends a shower of water into the air, and an image of splashing, flailing limbs to all the Dreamberry network-- because, apparently, someone has kindly left a studiously videotaping Dreamberry on the edge of the shore exactly in front of where Clary has landed several feet into the lake.

She's deep enough that, for a moment, the girl completely vanishes beneath the water. And then another splash and a wild tangle of utterly soaked red hair, and she's gasping loudly for air and swimming for the shore. Dragging herself out near the Dreamberry she hasn't noticed yet, Clary looks around wildly in obvious confusion, already shivering noticeably in the cold air, her hair and long green coat dripping lake water in a pool around her.]

Luke? Where are you?

[Was he here? She remembered he'd been holding onto her, and then he just hadn't been, and-- What happened to people if they got lost mid-Portaling to somewhere? What if they were just lost in limbo forever? Panic welling up suddenly, Clary stumbles to her feet, hugging her elbows to warm her shivering body, and yells again, more desperately.]

Luke!

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1/?

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[He's about to open his mouth to make some smartass comment...]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[And then he stops.]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[That's...]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[It can't be...]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[By the Angel, why the hell is she wet?]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[What time is she from?]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[You know what?]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[It's Clary.]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[He's so happy that he doesn't give a shit.]

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[So he doesn't reply to this.]

DONE

[ischarming.livejournal.com]

[Instead, he runs ALL THE WAY TO THE LAKE!

And yes, he grabbed a coat for her.

But forget that. He's too busy pulling her into his arms.]

hahaha ilu. <3

[markofthemind]

[A few minutes are spent hopelessly trekking around the area, calling for Luke and staring into the water worriedly, and still trying to ring water from her coat and hair.

She barely even has time to turn around at the sound of running footsteps. Clary gasps, eyes widening, heart leaping into her throat in that way that should have been too familiar by now and was still startling every time-- Jace.

For a moment, she freezes in his arms, too shocked to react and too reluctant to pull away. But the thought of Luke floating somewhere in the middle of nothingness is still pressing. Clary realizes belatedly she's been burying her face in Jace's chest and jerks away, hugging her arms around her own body instead.]

Where's Luke? Where are we?

[A pause. She bites her lip, looking somehow furious and hurt at the same time, little hands suddenly pushing at his chest to make him back up. How dare he do this, after what he'd just told her, after all that drivel about 'wanting to be just her brother?' She'd been so worried, but now he's here--wherever in Idris 'here' is--and suddenly she found herself angry that, despite the circumstances, he'd left her behind.]

Why did you leave without me?

[prettyhazknight.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. You're a little wet there, cutie.

[markofthemind]

[She jumps, startled by the voice and staring around-- before she notices the device. Bending to retrieve it, Clary frowns at the thing. It looks like a weird cell-phone of some sort. She taps the screen with a finger, confused.]

What?

[prettyhazknight.livejournal.com]

You're wet.

1/?

[nolessthanseven]

[another moron mundie with an amusing entrance-]

2/3

[nolessthanseven]

[...Luke?

[Her face falls slightly. She had been hoping that Clary would never show up. Selfish, but whatever.]

3/3

[nolessthanseven]

Clary?

Oh my God, you cannot be here.

[markofthemind]

[Clary, barely having noticed the phone-like thing on the ground and having bent to retrieve it, jumps at that familiar voice-- then realizes where it's coming from and snatches up the Dreamberry angrily.]

I know Jace didn't want me coming here but you didn't have to leave me behind!

[hotforwarlock.livejournal.com]

Oh. You're here.

[markofthemind]

Look, Magnus told me what happened.

I'm glad you guys are okay but I didn't like being left behind.

[hotforwarlock.livejournal.com]

Magnus told you--

Well, this wasn't exactly planned, Clary.

[Video]

[storychained.livejournal.com]

[Seeing as she was screaming incoherently recently, Ange is pinged by the outbursts of a new stranger.]

Hey. You alright?

[Video]

[markofthemind]

I think so.

[Video]

[storychained.livejournal.com]

Just checking. It sounded like you were pretty upset.