It's ... there's a guy there who used to destroy planets before the CDC snapped him up. And I have no idea what Lust's deal is only that she turned up to our rover the first day covered in blood. That kind of intense. [ She's perfectly safe, she knows that. But there's something about not being able to relax that has her on edge.
At his second statement she rolls her eyes but there's a fondness tugging at her mouth. ] Okay, god, fine. [ Conversationally. ] I guess I do have a big brother spot to fill.
[ Said with some distaste. A man who destroyed planets before anyone forced him to? God, what sort of life had he led? Already, d’Artagnan dislikes the idea of Clary staying there.
Of course, then she goes on to drop that little bomb into casual conversation, and he stops short. Suddenly smiling, he looks down. ]
Big brother, is it? I see. I suppose I could do that. It doesn’t sound so bad.
[ She'd said it without thinking but then he smiles and Clary's own turns a little sweeter, a little more childlike. It's true. Whenever she'd been younger and thought of the brother she might have had, it would have been someone like d'Artagnan. Someone who cared about her and would defend her, but also someone who laughed and joked with her like he does. It gives her a pang in her chest to thing about it. These things don't work out.
Immediately she puts her glass of water down and stands up, holding out her arms. ] Okay, it's hugging time. [ Because she'd missed him, because he'd gone home and he looks so sad, because comfort is important in a place like this. ] C'mere.
[ He certainly doesn’t object. Reaching for her, he pulls her into his arms and keeps her there.
He really has missed her. He remembers being intensely worried about her at first, wanting to get a message to her and then resigning himself to just hoping she was safe, wherever she’d ended up. She’s certainly not safe here, but at least here he can watch out for her. ]
You say things that are incredibly sweet. I’m very glad to have you back, Clary.
[ It's easy to let herself be held by someone like him. D'Artagnan is kind and sweet and so very noble that she finds she can never distrust him. He has no ulterior motive, no bad bone in his body and it's so very soothing after so long a time of second guessing. So she lets herself be hugged and clings back just as much, the same soft smile lighting up her face as she finally pulls away. ]
Well, I couldn't stay away for long, could I? [ She's so glad she's back with this crew. If she can't go home, at least she's here. ]
Now, let's stop being sappy. Have I missed any gossip?
[ Honestly, it's as if you think he pries into other people's business and then spreads their secrets around. And he may well do the first of those, but he definitely doesn't do the second. ]
I don't really remember, Clary. I haven't been back here that long myself. You would be better asking Alina, perhaps.
Oh c'mon. Alina's not the gossip. That's all Sturmhond. [ She grins as she's saying it. For all her teasing and taunting though, she genuinely likes the other man. ]
I'm going to have to start making new friends if I want any juicy details about what's been going down with the crew.
He tried to dump me in the ocean! [ She's still so very indignant about that. ]
Why do I even like him? He's a jerk. [ But she's smiling either way so it's clear that despite his jerkiness she's still so very fond of their mutual friend. ] I saw him yesterday when I got to camp. Has he been okay?
[ D’Artagnan shrugs. He doesn’t think it’s right that people who are in love have to keep themselves apart. He’s never cared much for the scandal, but he knows it’s there. Two people living together, as a couple, out of wedlock, would have been shocking for most of French society.
D’Artagnan would do it in a heartbeat. ]
They’re lucky that no one cares here. If that changes in the future then you’re lucky, too. You’ll not be forced to stay with someone you don’t love, just because you’d be judged for it. I’d like to think society gets better than that, braver than that. Maybe it will.
[ Well, society would still have a thing or two to say about who she does love. But it's sweet that he's so passionate about it. ]
My mom had me after she left my dad. [ She's not exactly sure why she's telling him that, but part of her understands that in his world that too would be frowned upon. And she'd like for him to know that people can make it. Jocelyn is strong, stronger than Clary ever could be. ] And she would have punched anyone who told her she couldn't do it. It's not so bad now, but some people, mostly old people, still get upset about it.
[ D’Artagnan glances up at her. That would have been even more of a scandal than an affair. A pregnant woman leaving her husband, raising her child alone? ]
And your father, what happened to him? Didn’t he come after you?
[ Maybe he hadn’t wanted to know. Maybe that was why Clary’s mother had left. All this time her friend, and he’d never known that about her. ]
[ She pulls a face, a little twist of her mouth before she shakes her head. ] No. He ... well, my mom thought he was dead. But he was kind of a huge evil dick so she ran away anyway, moved to a different country, had me.
Turns out he's not dead. [ She does a small, sarcastic little jazz hand. ] He's still an evil dick though. Kind of like if Dagger was your dad with the trying to kill you thing.
I don't really talk about it, it's okay. [ She shrugs, takes a sip of her water. ] He's not not that person to me. He's not family. My mom is. She was all I ever needed.
[ She's not used to having sympathy because of Valentine. It makes her look slightly surprised. ]
The people in charge, they don't trust me. I'm not one of them and when they look at me they see Valentine. It's worse for Jace, he holds himself like him. [ She sighs a little, glancing up at d'Artagnan. ] He convinced a lot of people to join him in this ... I guess you'd call it a cult. And they hurt a lot of people. Shadowhunters died because of him. And my mom, she ran away. She wanted to protect me and let us live normal lives. But he's back. And he ... he did something to her.
[ Glancing away. ] That's actually how the CDC got me in the first place. They said they could help. I didn't know what I was signing up for.
[ That’s what they’d told her. Or implied to her, which is almost worse. They’d made her believe that they could help her mother, and of course, she hadn’t thought of the cost. Neither had d’Artagnan, originally. No one imagines that they’re about to be required to destroy actual planets. That’s insane. What sort of person would that ever occur to?
He closes his eyes. ]
I’m sorry. Maybe they can help. Maybe they will.
What of the ordinary authorities in your world? Doctors, guards. Can’t they help? Are the Shadowhunters so completely separate?
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[ What does that even mean, Clary? D'Artagnan eyes her strangely. ]
I'm always going to look out for you, so you can stop that argument before it starts.
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At his second statement she rolls her eyes but there's a fondness tugging at her mouth. ] Okay, god, fine. [ Conversationally. ] I guess I do have a big brother spot to fill.
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[ Said with some distaste. A man who destroyed planets before anyone forced him to? God, what sort of life had he led? Already, d’Artagnan dislikes the idea of Clary staying there.
Of course, then she goes on to drop that little bomb into casual conversation, and he stops short. Suddenly smiling, he looks down. ]
Big brother, is it? I see. I suppose I could do that. It doesn’t sound so bad.
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Immediately she puts her glass of water down and stands up, holding out her arms. ] Okay, it's hugging time. [ Because she'd missed him, because he'd gone home and he looks so sad, because comfort is important in a place like this. ] C'mere.
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He really has missed her. He remembers being intensely worried about her at first, wanting to get a message to her and then resigning himself to just hoping she was safe, wherever she’d ended up. She’s certainly not safe here, but at least here he can watch out for her. ]
You say things that are incredibly sweet. I’m very glad to have you back, Clary.
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Well, I couldn't stay away for long, could I? [ She's so glad she's back with this crew. If she can't go home, at least she's here. ]
Now, let's stop being sappy. Have I missed any gossip?
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[ Honestly, it's as if you think he pries into other people's business and then spreads their secrets around. And he may well do the first of those, but he definitely doesn't do the second. ]
I don't really remember, Clary. I haven't been back here that long myself. You would be better asking Alina, perhaps.
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Oh c'mon. Alina's not the gossip. That's all Sturmhond. [ She grins as she's saying it. For all her teasing and taunting though, she genuinely likes the other man. ]
I'm going to have to start making new friends if I want any juicy details about what's been going down with the crew.
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[ Clary, he is an honourable man, and honourable men only gossip with other Musketeers. Besides, he's not going to break anyone's confidence. ]
Have you told Jack that you're back?
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Why do I even like him? He's a jerk. [ But she's smiling either way so it's clear that despite his jerkiness she's still so very fond of their mutual friend. ] I saw him yesterday when I got to camp. Has he been okay?
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[ He shrugs, smiling at her. ]
I'm just glad you're back, and know he would be too. Ocean-throwing aside. Did he ruin your hair?
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Has something happened? [ Taking her seat again, looking up at him with concerned green eyes. ] Between you and Jack? Are you guys not okay?
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We're fine. We fought a while back, but we're fine.
Jack's like my brother, Clary. I just haven't seen him today, that's all.
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[ Because she will mess you up if not. ] How's your friend? The grumpy one? Is he still here?
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He's here. Alina lives with him now.
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It must suck for a couple to share a rover with other people though, like do you think that ends awkwardly?
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[ Not that he would really care if it was, but still. ]
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[ SCANDAL!!!!!! ABOUT PEOPLE!!!!!!! LIVING TOGETHER!!!!! UNMARRIED!!!!!!!!! ]
Sometimes I forget you're from a different time than me. I mean, aside from the clothing.
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D’Artagnan would do it in a heartbeat. ]
They’re lucky that no one cares here. If that changes in the future then you’re lucky, too. You’ll not be forced to stay with someone you don’t love, just because you’d be judged for it. I’d like to think society gets better than that, braver than that. Maybe it will.
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My mom had me after she left my dad. [ She's not exactly sure why she's telling him that, but part of her understands that in his world that too would be frowned upon. And she'd like for him to know that people can make it. Jocelyn is strong, stronger than Clary ever could be. ] And she would have punched anyone who told her she couldn't do it. It's not so bad now, but some people, mostly old people, still get upset about it.
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And your father, what happened to him? Didn’t he come after you?
[ Maybe he hadn’t wanted to know. Maybe that was why Clary’s mother had left. All this time her friend, and he’d never known that about her. ]
I’m sorry. I never imagined anything like that.
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Turns out he's not dead. [ She does a small, sarcastic little jazz hand. ] He's still an evil dick though. Kind of like if Dagger was your dad with the trying to kill you thing.
I don't really talk about it, it's okay. [ She shrugs, takes a sip of her water. ] He's not not that person to me. He's not family. My mom is. She was all I ever needed.
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I'm sorry. I don't know how I'd handle that, in your place. Most likely, not well at all.
[ He takes a breath. ]
Is there none who could help you? Law enforcement. Guards. Anything. If your life is in danger, there must be someone who can offer aid.
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The people in charge, they don't trust me. I'm not one of them and when they look at me they see Valentine. It's worse for Jace, he holds himself like him. [ She sighs a little, glancing up at d'Artagnan. ] He convinced a lot of people to join him in this ... I guess you'd call it a cult. And they hurt a lot of people. Shadowhunters died because of him. And my mom, she ran away. She wanted to protect me and let us live normal lives. But he's back. And he ... he did something to her.
[ Glancing away. ] That's actually how the CDC got me in the first place. They said they could help. I didn't know what I was signing up for.
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[ That’s what they’d told her. Or implied to her, which is almost worse. They’d made her believe that they could help her mother, and of course, she hadn’t thought of the cost. Neither had d’Artagnan, originally. No one imagines that they’re about to be required to destroy actual planets. That’s insane. What sort of person would that ever occur to?
He closes his eyes. ]
I’m sorry. Maybe they can help. Maybe they will.
What of the ordinary authorities in your world? Doctors, guards. Can’t they help? Are the Shadowhunters so completely separate?
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