stelecharm: (✔ casual)
[ Jᴀᴄᴇ Lɪɢʜᴛᴡᴏᴏᴅ ] ([personal profile] stelecharm) wrote in [community profile] tampered2013-09-30 03:49 am

Well, some nights I wish that this all would end, 'cause I could use some friends for a change.

When; Late night the 29th and through the day on the 30th September
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Jace, Clary, and anyone who happens to wander across him/them
Summary; He knows of carnivals, he's even run through one on occasion, but he's never purposely gone to enjoy one.
Log;


[ A: 29th September ]

It's late when Jace enters the carnival, walking casually through with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket like he does this all the time, and even though his favourite blades are missing from his back, he's still got some tucked away beneath the layers of clothing he's got on; he doesn't plan on taking any chances, though, especially since the last time he passed through somewhere like this was when he was chasing down a demon who used the noise and motion of the crowds to its advantage. And, besides, he's mainly here to see for himself what all the fuss is about, and to ensure that there's no dangers lurking around the corner biding time before sneaking up on the City.

He doesn't initially plan on staying, though, sticking to the paths as he follows them around, occasionally making faces at some of the food on offer, because surely it can't be healthy, and most of it doesn't hold any appeal to him in the least. Still, if he happens across anyone he knows, he could be persuaded to let loose a little and enjoy himself.


[ B: 30th September ]

After a long debate with himself the previous night, and coming to the conclusion that the carnival isn't some kind of trap for the people of the City, Jace decides it's not so bad, and arranges to meet up with Clary by the entrance. If he's going to truly experience the mundane world as it comes to him here, he wants to do it with her at his side, to create and share the memories with her, even if things aren't quite the way he hoped they would be. But he misses her, her company, her companionship, and the one real connection he has to their world.

He got here early, gaining cautious looks from others that pass through, as he paces around the entrance, perching on whatever's available before growing restless and jumping back up again. He doesn't know whether or not she'll show up for certain, but he hopes, and whatever happens, he plans to deal with it better than he has been doing so far.
lefthandedgenius: (amazed)

[personal profile] lefthandedgenius 2013-10-02 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
She's not terrific at this following thing. And it's more out of curiosity than any desire to be a stalker.

When she finally makes it to the food van, she frowns. Lost him, dammit.

At least there's elephant ears.
lefthandedgenius: (everything's coming up lydia)

[personal profile] lefthandedgenius 2013-10-14 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
She intakes her breath in surprise, but Jace's voice is rather distinct. Her mouth curves into a smile. "Hmmm. Someone who's going to share an elephant ear with me? Preferably while wearing tight leather pants."
lefthandedgenius: (someone could be falling in love with yo)

[personal profile] lefthandedgenius 2013-10-16 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Trust me, there are advantages to sharing." Lydia promises. Her fingertips gently rest on the crook of his elbow. If he offers it out further, she'll take it.

She doesn't seem to have a problem with purchasing the elephant ear smothered in cinnamon sugar, either. Liberated girl, and all. Tearing off a hunk, she offers it to him. She doesn't hand it over though; instead she holds it up to his mouth.