₪ One Mark ₪ [accidental video]
Oct. 8th, 2011 11:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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 astudiously 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!
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
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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Date: 2011-10-09 08:40 am (UTC)I'm...not joking.
[He looks away and holds out the coat he brought.]
It's too cold for you to just be wet out here.
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Date: 2011-10-09 08:45 am (UTC)She looks away, shaking her head again slowly.]
Jace, I don't understand...
How can we not--? I mean, what you're saying is... [absolutely ridiculous and makes utterly no sense at all.]
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Date: 2011-10-09 08:52 am (UTC)Valentine raised Jonathan and I in different houses. My mother was Celine Herondale and my father was Stephen Herondale. Two people I don't even know.
He lied to us. My father...Valentine lied to us. [He sticks his hands in his pockets and looks out at the water. It's easier than seeing eyes that don't believe him.]
This isn't Idris. We're in Somarium. It's a different world. Some world of dreams. It brings people from different times and worlds...
[He looks down at the ground.] In my time, we know we're not siblings and that we can be together. We fought so hard and won. You named me Jace Lightwood.
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Date: 2011-10-09 08:59 am (UTC)There are so many questions, and they only lead to more questions, and it's all too much. Her voice is tiny and lost.]
Let's- let's go inside somewhere and- and talk. I'm cold...
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Date: 2011-10-09 09:01 am (UTC)[He reaches out to wrap an arm around her then hesitates.]
There's space for you.
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Date: 2011-10-09 09:10 am (UTC)But she wants it, wants him to embrace her and keep her from falling apart because that's exactly what this feels like. Her head hurts.
Slowly, Clary steps closer, letting him wrap that offered arm around her comfortably. If they're really not siblings... Although, honestly, she's not even sure what she believes anymore. She didn't even understand half the things Jace just said.
Suddenly exhausted, Clary merely nods, letting him lead her.]
Okay.
[Isabelle and Alec aren't a surprise, but Magnus...? She glances toward the dark lake again, uncertainly.]
Are you sure about Luke? He grabbed me as I went into the Portal...
[At this point, after everything Jace has just said, after being informed this is a different world or the future or something, it seems almost laughable she's still stuck on that. But no matter how angry she'd been with Luke... he's still her family.]
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Date: 2011-10-09 07:07 pm (UTC)[He holds her close as he gets out his Dreamberry and pulls up the contact list. A quick scroll through and...]
Luke isn't here.
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Date: 2011-10-10 01:58 am (UTC)[That's something of a relief. Jace, Simon, the others... not Luke, but--
She still doesn't understand, her mind spinning, and though everything else is confusing and there and trying to be made sense of, the single thing that keeps going around and around in her head the most is We're not siblings. At this point, despite the fact it's everything she's wanted, Clary just doesn't even know how to react.
Take it slow, then. One thing at a time. First, getting out of the cold and finding something dry to wear.]
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Date: 2011-10-10 06:27 am (UTC)[Yes, he has been keeping tabs. Don't ask why, he just has.]
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Date: 2011-10-10 08:05 pm (UTC)[Things just keep getting weirder.
Jace isn't her brother, Simon has actually moved on, and for all she knows, Isabelle is secretly related to a Burmese python. Deep breaths, Clary.]
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Date: 2011-10-10 10:15 pm (UTC)Apparently. Not that I know how that managed to happen.
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Date: 2011-10-11 02:29 am (UTC)[She sighs, reaching up to rub her temple absently.]
Okay. Let's try this whole explaining thing again, but slow down this time.
I thought Herondale was the name of the Inquisitioner. [and, frankly, she did not leave a pleasant impression.]
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Date: 2011-10-11 05:06 am (UTC)It was. She was also my grandmother. She didn't know it until she saw the mark on my shoulder. It's a birthmark that goes through the Herondale line.
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Date: 2011-10-11 05:12 am (UTC)Birthmark?
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Date: 2011-10-11 05:52 am (UTC)No. He isn't. He raised me but he isn't my father.
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