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[steleheart]

Everything smells like fruit salad today.

[ Clary's sitting on a bench outside of the library, free hand cupped around her Styrofoam coffee mug, the other holding her device up to talk. ] And I literally mean everything. I don't have perfume that smells like peaches so I'm really, really hoping this isn't one of those curses where we turn in to whatever we smell like. That would suck.

[ She ... has a temper, that much is pretty true. Red headed and furious ( at Jace most of the time ) but she is still literally made of sweetness and light and angel wings so she smells good. It probably started sometime after she helped an old man put up a sign in the early morning and it's just gotten stronger and stronger since then.

Holding her cup up to her nose and sniffing. ] Even the coffee smells like fruit. [ A shrug. ] At least it's not sandalwood?

Comments

[steleheart]

if i see them i'll make sure to bring you some ice!

[unwheeled]

Bring me good scotch to go with it and I'll be your friend for life.

[steleheart]

help me get a fake id and youre on!

[unwheeled]

[ Erp. ]

How old are you?

[steleheart]

16. but hey thanks if you thought i was an adult!

[unwheeled]

You're quite welcome, though now I feel it necessary to amend my suggestion of friendship to a product that doesn't require forgery to accomplish.

Tea and pleasant company to distract from rampaging lampposts, how does that sound?

[steleheart]

:) yeah that sounds good at least i won't get in trouble with captain america?

[unwheeled]

I might die of embarrassment and true shame if Captain America found reason to suspect me of encouraging minors to break the law for me.

[steleheart]

well my boyfriend could probably do it

[unwheeled]

Or I can buy my own scotch and save him the trouble.

How have you been?

[steleheart]

good! a little bored though. how about you? why's your voice gone?

[unwheeled]

Boredom is unfortunate. Then again I've been a bit of a shut-in recently, perhaps I can't speak on it.

I made an exchange for some property from back home. Come next Sunday I'll have my voice back.

[steleheart]

oh! the literal mansion that showed up?!

[unwheeled]

Yes, in fact. And it's currently overrun grounds.

[steleheart]

wow. it's amazing looking.

[unwheeled]

I'm afraid I'm unsure if I should say 'thank you' or not, as I haven't had much of a hand in it's construction or current rebuilding. That has all been Erik, and Axl.

I'm glad people like it, however. You'll have to come visit when it's habitable.

[steleheart]

so his other talents are house building?

[unwheeled]

Erik possesses the ability to interact with the world directly through the electromagnetic spectrum. It has had a lot of fascinating applications, truth be told; we're still learning everything he can do, it's amazing.

Axl is studying architecture or practical construction, if I remember correctly...

Oh if I've lost you, please, forgive me. I find it easy to ramble on these topic sometimes. Between the two of them, however, they have done the most fantastic job repairing the property.

[steleheart]

[ She thinks immediately of the comics Simon had made her read but ... that can't be possible, right? ]

im surprised you can ramble in text because i tend to get bored the 3rd word in. my best friend just texts me smiley faces now. or he does at home. because im so lazy