Thousand Year War || SootRunner & VineStar12 ONLY

[Corporal Rivaille]

Clary, regaining herself, rolled her eyes, swiping at James's face with her claws before taking his hand, swinging onto the buck behind him and holding onto his waist. "Don't you mean you're the lucky one? Sleeping near a beautiful young Wolvan and then having her hold your waist all the way home?" she teased back, smirking.

[k i n g]

James rolled his teal eyes, clucking his tongue as the buck took off. "I am lucky, but in several different ways. My natural good looks, my charm, my abs," he pulls off his mask once they were out of twon limits, wiggling his eyebrows playfully at Clarissa with another laugh.

[Corporal Rivaille]

Clary snorted, her grip tightening as the buck took off. She squeezed her eyes shut, burying her face in the back of James's shirt again. "Yeah. Blessed, alright..." she muttered, though a small smile played across her lips.

[k i n g]

James chuckles. "Do I smell like pine? Everyone in my platoon makes fun of me for it," he pouts playfully as the buck jumped over a log, picking up speed.

[Corporal Rivaille]

Clary's nostrils flared as she smelled James's shirt. "Yeah..." she muttered, trying not to stab the human boy as she clung to him, trying to stay on the buck's back.

[k i n g]

The buck slowed dow ndrastically unpon coming to camp, stopping. James unwrapped Clarissa's arms from hsi waist and picked her up, then set her down o nthe groudn again with a smirk. He saw Machi and frowned. "Where's Silver?"

[Corporal Rivaille]

Machi, who had been leaning against a tree, face buried in his hands, looked up. He recognized Clary, of course, but who was the boy... "Domovoi has her. He got me, and she traded herself..." he replied, voice cracking, purple eyes pained.

Clary punched James's shoulder with a roll of her eyes before turning around slowly at Machi's words. Her golden eyes hardened, she stood up straight, and suddenly she was no longer the playful Wolvan girl who had been with James all day. Now she was the mature, wise, Second-in-Command of the Warriors of Peace. She walked over to Machi briskly, staring him in the eyes. "How long ago was this?" she snapped.

[k i n g]

James frowned, beginning to pace. Silver was gone. Possibly dead. "We have to get her back."

[Corporal Rivaille]

Machi avoided Clary's gaze. "About twenty minutes ago..." he murmured in a low voice, and Clary swore. "And you didn't think to come and tell me this?!" she growled, for the first time since meeting him, completely ignoring James. She shoved Machi back, the elven boy stumbling and falling, purple eyes wide.

[k i n g]

James's teal eyes widened, laying a hand on Clarissa's shoulder. "Clary, he didn't know where you were or who you were with. Calm down."