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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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I'm super calm, on the inside? It's just that - it's a Crawford defense mechanism, thinking outloud. When Jamie's around, my rambling gets drowned out by his, but there's no point to compare it by now.

[She will keep on walking. In all honestly, the gun doesn't help her feel safer, because it's weighing down on her shoulders, the knowledge that if she takes it out of her bag and pulls the safety off, a stupid scare or mistake might end in tears and blood and murder. Conclusion, she needs something to hit with. Maybe a broom, or a bat.

She wishes she'd asked Stiles for a bat, if he even have them in spares.] Anyway yeah, yes - we'll find each other.

[ She almost trips as the ship gives a lurch, swears under her breath as her hand catches the wall. ] I really hate boats.

[ Because she keeps thinking of Valentine, of Jace and Simon and the panic and pain they have in their lives. She wants to close her eyes and curl into a ball and give up because it hurts, because she's never going to heal from what he did to them. ] Okay, okay keep talking. Tell me stuff. I'm going to do circuits of the halls.

I've got that - that is something I can do. Well, not as well as other people I know. [And so begin the stories.] Alan, Nick's brother, he had a way of calming your nerves with nonsensical trivial information - the man was like going to a Wikipedia page while stressing over an essay. Suddenly you were distracted by all these facts, and he made them sound interesting - I think you'd like him, everyone does.

[She turns the corner and finds herself facing down another hallway, less spooky than the previous one.] How are we not running into more people?

I don't know, that's the thing that's creeping me out the most.

[ She pushes towards another flight of stairs, out of breath but urgent in her movements. ]

You said you met with Jem - surely, that means we can meet, just as long as we keep walking.

What if we're walking away from each other though?

It's a closed off environment. At one point or another, we'll run into each other.

It's better than any of us standing still, I think.

Yeah.

[ She sighs, stops to run a hand through her tangled hair and listen out for noise. ] Can't we just go back to dragons and wrong texts? This curse is awful.

Everytime we get something remotely fun, we should know to expect something equally horrible.

But then we'll be living our lives constantly anxious?

You're right - better that we try to keep a cool head, for now. Although I agree, why can't we just have texts gone wrong and dragons.

I hope Jace is okay.

[ Because she hasn't managed to find him yet and it makes her feel sick. ] Not everyone is on the boat, I checked the network. It's so weird.

Clary, it's Jace - he'll be fine. And look on the bright side - at least we know it's an actual curse and not the remodelling of the City, now.

I hadn't thought about that.

[ Living on a boat would have been awful. ]

Living on a boat would've been awful.

[ A small laugh as she pulls herself around another corner. ]

You're reading my mind now.

I'm just stating what is on everyone's minds. Boats, murky waters, ghouls - these are all things that suck.

Yeah.

[ She doesn't sound too happy but all of that changes when she rounds a corner and sees a flash of familiar pink hair. ] Mae!

[Oh thank goooood! She rushes forward, relief and joy all condensed into one, and practically lunges for a hug.]

I was seriously thinking I wouldn't see you.

[ Holding her tight. ]

We found each other, it's okay now.

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