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the mortal instruments - clary fray

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[ Clary's video is a little shaken like she can't quite keep her hand steady. When it trembles, it shows off more of her hiding place - the little cupboard she's wedged herself in. Her arms are covered in runes but she hasn't had time to glamour them or hide them well and they show up stark against her skin. Blood trickles weakly down her temple and her eyes are wide but her voice comes out calm. ]

This is madness, I don't know what's --. I hate boats. [ She's not going to kill anyone, she's not. She still dreams of Valentine and the way she'd torn through the hull of his ship with a thought. She could do it now, but that scares her more than the man trying to find her. She's being hunted and somewhere in the fray she's lost her weapon. She can't find her friends. It's hard enough to not panic instinctively. Now she simply breathes out and presses a hand to her head. ] Jace? Mae? Are you on board? Are you okay? Please tell me if you are and where you are. And Jem, Jem if you're here too let me know. We need to --. [ Stick together.

Clary freezes when she hears a noise outside and the camera dips to her waist as she presses her ear to the door. There's nothing for a moment before she's whispering. ] I have to go. Please be safe. Please.

( ooc: so I'm npc'ing Clary's attacker and after this video she's likely to start running again. If you'd like to run into her feel free. )

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[ Wherever he is, Jace appears to be cast in shadow, hair sticking up in places, which alone is a sign that he's not exactly having the greatest day ever, and he's ducked behind something to keep from sigh, voice kept to a low, soft whisper, even though it threatens to turn into a concerned and angry hiss. ]

Clary! Where are you? Are you hurt? Is there so-- [ The shot goes out of focus, the image shaking as he looks around him, as if he's heard someone approaching. ] I'll find you.

Jace.

[ It comes a minute or two later, her feet pounding against the floor as she runs. ] Oh god Jace, are you okay? Please tell me you're okay.

[ Her breath is hard and heavy and she kind of sounds like she wants to burst into tears but this is pretty much the only thing that keeps her going. ] I don't know where I am. [ Skidding round a corner, the feed dipping again. ] I can't stay in one place, he keeps finding me.

I'm fine. [ Because, of course, he's always fine, and he makes it carry as confidentially, and as self-assured as he possibly can; the last thing he needs is her getting herself caught because she's worrying about him. ] I'm fine, Clary. I've got a high count on the demon killing front, remember? I can handle a homicidal psychopath or two.

[ It's taking every he has not to visibly show how worried he is for her, and then he's not convinced he's pulling it off. ] No, you need to keep moving, unless you find somewhere with only one entrance that you can block and defend, you can't risk it.

[ He's already moving, bent low as he shifts from one thing to hide behind to another, distracted, but between the two of them, he's got the better chance of winning if he comes up against whoever's after them. ]

They're human. [ That's the thing that's holding her hand, because they're human and not demons and how could they possibly kill a human being? ] They think if they kill someone they're going to get home - right? You got the letter too, didn't you?

[ There are stairs to her left and Clary throws herself through the door, skidding against the ground. ] I can't find anyone.

You mean the letter that said I was the only one who received it? Yeah, I got it. [ It didn't make him want to go out and murder someone in order to get a ticket home, though, even if his main reasoning was that Clary was here and wherever she is then he wants to be there. ]

I don't think anyone's going home, though, not unless they were planning to move into a prison cell. [ He's moving, winding his way around the ship, but there's no one in sight. ] Have you run into anyone? Besides whoever it is chasing you.

No. [ She twists a little to squeeze down a narrower corridor. ] Jem replied, he's fine and on his way. Did you know he was a Shadowhunter too?

[ Now she's out near a main foyer area, her head turning to try and figure out where she should go next. ] I hate our luck.

[Jem is dressed in the modern day clothes of a shirt and jeans. His own body is prepped for battle with the runes and his eyes are bright. The handful of Yin Fen isn't going to last him in this city. However he can't leave her or anyone to fend for themselves.

His video is carried high as he runs down the corridor.]

You have runes.

Do you have anything you can use as a weapon?

[He doesn't hearing the fear in her face. It is too much like Tessa.]

I was going to tell you.

[ But she'd wanted to talk to Jace first and then this had happened. Clary's response comes minutes later when she's sneaking down a corridor, her face pinched and her breath a little ragged. ]

But I wasn't sure. I haven't been a Shadowhunter for very long. [ Her back presses against a wall as she hears movement. Her voice drops to a whisper. ] Where are you? Are you okay?

It's okay [Jem reassures her.] I doubt Shadowhunters have become any less secretive in over one hundred years.

[There is a pause while Jem stands silently in the shadows and lets someone go past.]

I'm okay. I will find Clary. You shouldn't be alone.

[ She's inching closer to the other end of the corridor now, her red hair falling into her eyes and her mouth twisted in unhappiness. ] For your first curse this is pretty rough.

[ She goes to say something else when whoever's been following her steps out in front of her and makes to grab her. Her device goes sliding out of her hands but she's quicker now, has had some training and she tries to move as fast as she can to duck out of the way. ]

[Jem's video blacks out as he sees someone else appear on Clary's device. He's put it away and is moving quickly down the next corridor looking for her.

He see's her red hair first and launches himself at her attacker, aiming a strike at their shoulders to get their attention away from Clary.]

[ She doesn't have time to marvel at his skills because they both need to get out of here as quickly as possible. So she scrambles to her feet and twists around to grab the nearest thing - a fire extinguisher. The weight almost makes her stumble but she lifts it in time to shout at him. ]

Jem, duck.

[If he was working with Will there would be no need for words. Jem ducks without question, trusting she had a plan. His eyes were on her attacker, watching in case he proved too fast.]

[ She hits him hard enough that he crumples and drops the extinguisher, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. She had to, she did, he'd already come to close to hurting her and she'd wanted to protect Jem. But her stomach twists and she thinks of Valentine. ]

Is he -- I didn't ... [ Please don't let him be dead. ]

[Jem's fingers go to the guys pulse point and he looks up at Clary.]

He's still alive [He reasures her.] Do you see any where we could store him so he can't come after you again when he wakes up?

[He needs to be practical before he can take the time to make sure she is okay.]

There are rooms around here.

[ She twists round the corner and nods, coming back. ] We could put him in one, lock the door I guess. I tried to ... I tried to tell him the notes must've been a lie but he just wouldn't listen.

[ Frowning as she moves to help him lift the man. ] Thank you. For coming for me.

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