Immortal Instruments w/ ShadowKissed

[Jelly x Filled x Donut]

Elizabeth (Lizzy) Herondale


17


Race: Shadowhunter


Choice Weapon: Bow and Arrow


Bio: Elizabeth hasn't had the best life, more like the worst actually. She spent most of her young life in Idris along with her Shadowhunter famous parents. Of course, like most Shadowhunter's they died young and this left her to the life of an Orphan. Fun.


Lizzy is touchy about the subject, and doesn't take it too well when people talk ill of her parents or rather any on her family. She is a skilled fighter, graceful and swift, but when she is clouded with emotion it can set her up in some rather bad situations.


Elizabeth prefers not to let many people in, only a few who've been prying for years are people that Lizzy opens up to. Even then, it's hard for them to get her to say too much in the emotions department. Her strategy is to forget and act like nothing has happened, rather than talking about it and resolving issues. That usually leads to a fist fight with her.


She's been living at the New York institute most of her life having been shipped there after her Parent's died. If you were anyone in the downworld you would know about her and the rest of her family. They have all been amazing Shadowhunter's taken in their prime.


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Elizabeth, just like most mornings, was in the music room playing away on the grand piano. It was something she'd always done, her whole life and even more so when she'd come to the institute. It had only been about six years, when usually Shadowhunters either grew up in Idris, or an Institute there usually wasn't visits between the two. Lizzy's fingers slid along smooth white keys of the instrument in front of her, she was playing something by Bach, the famous composer. It was a normal choice for Shadowhunter musicians, considering the certain notes Bach used upset demons. Sometimes it was convenient to play in a crowded room to see which ones were human and which ones were pretending to be human. But Eliza preferred not to think about hunting while she was wrapped in her music. Somehow it only brought back bad memories for her.


Sunlight streamed from the window, dust dancing along to the melody in the air. Elizabeth's long blonde hair was lit with a halo of the sun behind her. She wore her hunting gear, full black and form fitting. It made her look older than she really was, though it wouldn't be long and she too would be an adult. Her parents would have been proud of her she thought as her fingers worked expertly. At least, that was what she'd been told by the elders of the Clave.


Both of her parents had been Shadowhunters, both had fought valiantly when trying to keep order in the Mundane world. But, like most shadowhunters they married and died young, which was an all too common of a thing. And though it wasn't new, the image of their bodies burning, as was custom, was still stuck into her mind. It was like a brand on her memory, and she was pretty sure that it wasn't ever going to go away.


Lizzy's mind snapped back to reality as a few sour notes were struck and she pulled her hands back. Sighing she pushed herself to her feet, the piano bench skidding loudly on the hardwood. "I better go train," She said to herself, thinking outloud. Then she shut the piano cover and went for the hall.

 

[ShadowKissed]

Name: Rori Willowsbane


Age: A lot older than you'd think.


Race: Warlock.


Rori took no enjoyment out of the things he's done to get where he was now, but what he did enjoy was the quiet and solitude his home produced for him. His books and his sword were all he needed, and though he rarely unsheathed it outside of his sanctuary he was skilled with the blade. His life began before the novelties of this world had even been dreamt of, the offspring of his father the great demon Belkos, he had inherited his innate ability to use shadows in his favor. Manipulation of it as if it was a physical substance like water or soil. He lived in a beautiful loft on the high end of town. Many a night he'd stand at his window and watch, waiting for that trickle of energy he felt lurking out there to arrive.


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Today felt like the day, Rori made quick work of getting out of his extravagant bed and fetching his favorite pants. They were form fitting leather and made his butt look great. Even if he was a hermit, there was nothing wrong with taking pride in what you looked like. He walked around the plush carpeted floors of his spacious loft.


"Today's the day!" he called out to the fish in his built in salt water aquarium that he really hardly ever spent time looking at. He should make a note to take more time aside for that. It was so strange for his opposition to be so...so.. so positive. He was so close to excitement you could almost call him giddy, though he'd deny it till the sun set in the west. He was going to journey out into the city today and prepared himself, though he'd wait till night time to do anything. He spend the rest of the day prepping for tonight's adventure.


8 O'clock hit and he was out the doors, heading down the executive elevator and out the lobby before a word was uttered to him by passed by. The city sky was musty but it smelled alive and brimming with possibilities. He stopped and centered himself focusing on that flickering energy that begged him to leave his modern day cell. What was it? Why was he so drawn to it? Frankly he had no idea but he made certain that he'd figure that out tonight, even if it killed him, which was rather hard to do...

 

[Jelly x Filled x Donut]

Elizabeth had been training when Elliot stormed into the room. He was wild eyed and panting, "Demon," He whispered in haste and ran for his gear. Elliot always seemed to get this way when a fight was coming. It wasn't often that they were sent out to get the demons that wreaked havoc on the downworlders and humans alike. In fact, it made Eliza's hairs raise with excitement thinking about it. A good fight was always a good way of distraction and it was also a great way to blow off steam.


"Where?" Lizzy asked to the changing Elliot, who was now hidden by a changing curtain. He was hopping around on one foot she noted, trying to get one pair of pants off while simultaniously putting another pair on. Of course, this ended with him falling on his ass and she couldn't help but laugh silently to herself. For a Shadowhunter, you'd think that he would be...erm, more graceful? Though he was a great fighter, during his down hours Lizzy was sure he spent more time on the ground than on his own feet.


"Alphabet district," Elliot answered back, "I think he's looking for something specific, but of course no one really told me much...just that I needed to grab you and take care of it." He pulled his shirt on after he came out and loaded up with seraph blades and a few other weapons. Elizabeth followed suit and then quickly made her way out into the street along with her friend (one of the select few).


"Is it anything too difficult?" Lissy inquired and Elliot shook his head.


"Only a Moloch Demon," He explained with a shrug. They weren't much of a threat, more of a nuisance really.


"Here," Elizabeth pointed to a dark alley and pulled Elliot in. There they painted runes on to one another, for strength, invisibility for mundanes, and a plethera of others they'd need. It only took them a few minutes, since the ritual of the thing was so well practiced.


When they were done, they slipped their steils away and headed for the alphabet district.

 

[ShadowKissed]

Rori's feet quickly tore across the streets of new york, stopping only momentarily to take in a sight or two. Whatever it was he was following, he could feel it even more now, and it was moving. He stopped at a red light, waiting for it to flash green and in that moment focused a bit more gaining a sense of direction.


He darted through the always packed streets and followed his invisible path that would lead him to an answer. He was so eager to find out what this way, that he barley missed a biker as it sped past him, clipping the hem of his jacket for just a moment. He frowned at the slight tear but moved forward. It didn't take long for him to hit the busiest part of New York. The Alphabet District... it's brightly colored sign made of broken restaurant signs and movie theater boards flashed in a erratic sort of way. That's what this place was though, Chaos in the form of street vendors, looking around he noticed there were more than just humans here and he suddenly became eerily aware of the fact he'd left his sword at home.


"Damnit!" He cursed out loud, garnishing the attention of several passers but only for a moments glance. "The ONE time I actually might get to use it..." He grumbled shoving his hands in his pockets, determined to not let this ruin his adventure. He'd just have to rely on magic like usual.

 

[Jelly x Filled x Donut]

Elizabeth and Elliot had made their way down to their destination. It was packed, considering it was still sort of early on a friday night. People slunk around the sidewalks smoking, drinking, and laughing far too loud for her taste. "I don't see anything..." Elizabeth called out. Elliot had come up with the idea that they'd get a better view if they were jumping roof to roof, which wasn't so hard considering their skill and the lack of distance between buildings.


"Magdalen said it was around here some where, they're not bright, it couldn't have gone far," Elliot pointed out without looking over to see if Eliza was following him. He was one building ahead and watching the streets beneath them. For once she was glad that the signs in this district were so bright, it helped them view things better. Even with runes to help things were hard to make out at night with this many people around.


"Maybe it got uncomfortable with the amount of people?" Eliza wondered, and shrugged at her own thought.


"Yeah. Maybe.." Elliot responded with a frown, "I wish Mundanes weren't so...stuck up." He said and sighed. "I wanna show off my skills, but instead I have to be hidden behind runes because a mundane girl might faint or something." He smirked at the thought and finally looked back at Eliza.


"You've always been such a ham," She said and smiled at him slightly. But it faded when Elliot's expression dropped suddenly.


"Shit, LOOK OUT!" Elliot sprung forward which sent Eliza into action, the Moloch demon must have snuck up behind them while they chatted. Twisting to face her attacker with Elliot now at her side she saw that her suspicions were in fact true. There it was smoke and oil bubbling and stinking, it even splashed here or there.


The fight was on.

 

[ShadowKissed]

Rori was puzzled, perplexed and down right confused. He could hear that line of energy he'd followed to get here, it was vibrant and loud, but it was muddled with a stench he was unfamiliar with. Making his way about a small line of food vendors he shot down an alley following the stench more so than the energy now, though they were close. It only took a few moments for him to turn the corner and see two shadow hunters in full swing against what he could only imagine was stinking. Then it hit him, He glanced up and looked to the blonde girl, her hair was bright and framed her like an angel's aura. He felt that energy well up and shoot out at him, like he was supposed to be here. Absent minded as he did, he walked down the small street space to directly behind the qualm. Eyeing the oozing beast that snarled at them, he looked at it for a moment. Almost curious in what it was firstly. He'd hoped he wasn't getting in the way, but chances are they hadn't realized he could see them yet.

 

[Jelly x Filled x Donut]

Eliza gracefully ripped a sword form her back, it was crystal and twinkled in the moonlight. "Dumah!" She cried and it raged to life, filling with a bright light. The blade was live now, and cute though the demon as though it were butter. It had been too distracted with Elliot to focus on her so she took it from the back. Once it was down, she sheathed her sword and slowed to catch her breath. "Good swinging El," Eliza complimented and clapped his shoulder with one of her hands.


The fight hadn't lasted long, and the demon wasn't much to fight so it wasn't long before things settled back down. But both Eliza and Elliot gave eachother a funny look and walked to the edge of the roof, looking down they notice a man staring up at them. Right away Elizabeth knew just what she was looking at, a warlock. "Were we bothering you?" She asked sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. Downworlders and Shadowhunters didn't exactly mix all that often, it was rare to find a Downworlder who didn't hate the Shadowhunters.


"Be nice," Elliot murmured to his friend, but of course, classic Eliza she ignored him.


Swiftly both El and Lizzy slipped down the piping on the side of the building to stop in front of their on looker.


"What?" Demanded Eliza, but Elliot stepped forward after giving a concerned look to her.


"Do you need help?" Elliot asked, looking around for any immediate danger.

 

[ShadowKissed]

Rori stood there in total dis array. 'A shadow hunter? that light was a this girl?' He thought to himself, practically cursing at the gods mentally. 'Now what am I supposed to do.... How is this, oddly beautiful shadow hunter going to help me at all?' He seemed lost in thought, mostly ignoring the male shadow hunter entirely. Instead he stepped to the side, peering around the male to admire her some. "You might be of use to me, though I'm not entire sure yet." He muttered some, reaching up to tousle his hair some. "Oh! How rude of me!" He extended a gloved hand to the girl, a charming grin dancing over his handsome features. "My name is Rori" He stopped the introduction there not even bothering to look at the man beside him. "And your name is?"

 

[Jelly x Filled x Donut]

((Not trying to be Anal about stuff, but I noticed your replies are shorter. Is it possible you could shoot for at least 2 paragraphs a post? It's pretty important to me.))


Elizabeth rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest, "I'm not a thing, I don't get used, Warloc--" She'd started to spit the word out but Elliot stepped in, taking the young warlocks hand, "I'm Elliot and this is Elizabeth." He explained and shook his hand.


"You'll have to excuse her, she's...a little rough around the edges," He murmured the last part smiling slightly before getting punched in the back. He hardly flinched, and rather laughed instead.


Rolling her eyes again, Eliza started down the sidewalk, she didn't want anything to do with this conversation. In fact she was perfectly fine finding her own way back, without Elliot. "See ya, loser," Lizzy threw her hand up in a brief and nonchalant gesture is if she were brushing her shoulder of the two of them, "I'm not waiting, I'm starving!" She stretched as she walked, and scratched the back of her head. She'd noticed that she'd broken a slight sweat while fighting. It'd be nice to get out of her gear and into something less form fitting. Of course, she loved her gear as much as the next Shadowhunter, but it was annoying when she wore it all day long. There was something about being in gear that put her on edge, like she was looking for a fight. In fact, she usually was looking for a fight when she had it on...so that made sense.


Shaking her head to herself she heard Elliot stammer something up a goodbye and start running after her. For some reason he never left her alone when they were out together. Probably afraid she was gonna start a fight with someone or something. Elizabeth had been known to do that every now and then, so it was exactly far fetched.

 

[ShadowKissed]

Rori's eyes went to the blonde haired fireball as she began her barrage of quips at him. She knew he was a warlock, of course, it was obvious for Shadow Hunters. "They must be wrong, you can't be it." Rori sighed, tossing the girl a glance with a bit of sadness behind his old eyes. He turned and scoffed, heading the direction he came, he'd felt his entire night was ruined. "There must be something i'm missing" he thought to himself, quickly determine that he'd have to summon up some answers.


And summon is exactly what he did...


It only took a few minutes for him to get back to his private loft, shuffling back inside eager to rid himself of the world and lock back into solitude. He wasted no time in drawing his circles, speaking his incantation as if he'd said it everyday, flawless and clear in it's sounds as they echoed through the room. A twisting darkness whirled up about the circle, moving faster in rotation before expanding and then contorting. When the darkness contorted it was in the shape of a man, and as it faded a face came into view.


Rori smiled and sat back onto his couch. "Hey dad."

 

[Jelly x Filled x Donut]

The rest of Elizabeth's night went pretty much normal, except for the warlock stuck into her brain like a brand. He'd said she would be of use to him, what had that meant? Something about it made her feel uneasy, but at the same time excited...in a weird sort of way. Frowning, Elizabeth sprang up from her bed where she'd been trying to sleep. But, when the lack of relaxation came, she knew she had to get out. The night was still stirring in the city that never slept, and she was excited to get a taste of it alone.


Quietly, Eliza slipped on a pair of jeans and a sweater and slid out her window. It was a ways down, but it wasn't something she hadn't gotten used to. In fact, she snuck out a lot, and usually Elliot caught her and forced her to let him go along. She liked Elliot, but he had a hard time with knowing when to leave someone alone. She liked to be alone, and though there were times she'd wished he'd leave, she was glad later that he'd been there. Sometimes she even scared herself and wondered what she might do if someone left her alone to long.


Trying not to think about it too hard, kizzy walked down the street, headed back to the buzzing Alphabet City.