Look Beyond { A Shadowhunter RP } accepting!

[~*Malec*~]

Jace Wayland

I was already getting into action as they talked after hearing the problem " yeah that would be a nice idea." I say and then put the training sword back in the weapons closet " but while on the subject you never did explain. Does this happen to have something to do with what in out of the loop of or is this completely different?" I ask as I turn to him and hold the door open to the training room.

[Gelick]

Tristan||

-----He gave a dry laugh as he set the sword back on the table. He looked up at Jace with his green eyes; something in it sparked when he asked. "What do you mean "out of the loop?" Are you talking about what when down in the meeting yesterday?" He walked out of the door, but did not turn back to look at him. "If yes, then we're talking about the demon at the meeting yesterday.."

[~*Malec*~]

Jace Wayland

I look back at him and close the door behind us " There was a demon in the what now?!" I asked him a little furious as to why I had missed this. That and why no one cared to inform me sooner than this. Then again it was my own fault but that still didn't matter. I look over at him " what demon? " I ask him as we make our way down the halls. I was running on adrenaline and already going into battle mode.

[Gelick]

Tristan||

-----He waved his index finger as he headed over to the weapons room. "You really have been sick, haven't you?" He kicked open a door. "Samael. I think he may be a greater demon, but he somehow got out of the 'chamber.' I'm not quite sure the exact name for it, but he escape and entered the body of one of our fellow shadowhunters. Now she's- he's out and about, rampaging around the city." He picked up a seraph blade and some gear and threw it over to Jace. "Suit up, Wayland."

[~*Malec*~]

Jace Wayland

" sick? I wasn't sick. I was our for a few days. " I say and take the gear from him as well as the blade. I put the weapons in the weapons belt and looked at him " and this would have been food news to know yesterday before I went barging in like an idiot on an army of shadow hunters fighting the statue of an angel inside the sanctuary. " I say and let our a frustrated sigh " how is that even possible? I've heard of possession but we are talking big things. Plus how could the demon not have been effected by the runes? Anyone ever care to ponder that logic?"

[Gelick]

Tristan||

-----He suited himself up as well, and slipped on some fingerless gloves. He grabbed two seraph blades himself and looked at Jace with his cold, green eyed stare. "It doesn't matter right now. We need to worry about the sake of the mundanes, Jace." He slipped off his glasses, and placed them onto the table. "Uh..."

[~*Malec*~]

Jace Wayland

" yes, yes I know the sake of the mundane is important. But so are we." I say and get the gear on, thoughts going through my head like a tornado. " what is it now?" I ask as I watch him raising an eyebrow and putting the blades I would need in my belt, getting prepared. " is something missing, are you hurt, do you not know where we are going?" I strapped the belt on quickly and drew a few runes on my arms, completely ready now.

[Gelick]

Tristan||

-----He looked up at Jace and pushed him back into a wall. "I'm not an idiot, Jace," he growled, grabbing his shirt and pushing him to the wall again. Her glared at him with his green eyes, now with his glasses off. "Say something like that again, I will hurt you more."

[~*Malec*~]

Jace Wayland

" now your getting tough. Take it out on the demon." I say and push his hand off me " you seem unsure and I want to know why. Excuse me for trying to now get all the information. I'll just become an erchin into he institute from now on." I say " and by the way, the last guy that tried me nearly got his arm broken." I headed down the steps and towards the institute door, double checking I had everything with me before we headed out.

[Gelick]

Tristan||

-----He rolled his eyes, leaving his glasses on the table. "They weren't a worthy opponent then. Not worth your time." He headed out as well, flipping the blade in his hand. The moment another thing ticked him off, that wouldn't end well- unless it was the demon that ticked him off. His glasses lay on the table, away from its dangerous owner.