revivalproject | [Event] The Messes We Get Into

WHO: Tommy Shepherd, Alec Lightwood, Open
WHERE: Warren Gathering Area, Warren Maze Route
WHAT: Some Pre-Exploration Fretting, and some Maze Exploration
WHEN: November
WARNINGS: Dangerous traps in Maze thread

1. Touching Bases (Since Grass Is Unavailable) | Open

Octobers suck. Which of course went without saying. That had been true of this place since just short of the beginning of being the captive of aliens. They left Tommy's skin itching with nervousness.

He just wasn't used to it rolling over into the next month. He wasn't used to being forced to stay underground so long (okay maybe he was). He sure as hell wasn't ready for being down here and feeling so off and on sluggish (another lie, he was very used to it).

Okay, if he was honest, he was just mopey and annoyed and missing his brother and his boyfriend and his mentors and his list going on and on. Which was probably why, just about once every day, Tommy did his rounds. Literally running as fast as his unstable powers would allow so he could check in. Especially after his boyfriend disappeared on an adventure like an ass.

"Hey," he says, jogging up behind a familiar face probably not for the first time since they had come down here. He reaches out to pat a shoulder, not bothered if he got dodged either. "How you doing today? I'm thinking about making a stir fry from supplies. Rice or noodles your preference?"

2. Desperately Seeking Boyfriend and Failing In Style | Closed to Alec

The news comes on the network. There are doors open. Maybe. A chance to find someone important to him. Tommy doesn't even hesitate to make his plans. He doesn't check in with his brother, he doesn't let other people know that he's going. He just gathers what supplies he feels he needs and runs off full speed down the corridor. Bolts off at a jog, then a blurring blare of speed.

The problem is that he doesn't know the right way to got to find his missing friend, his missing boyfriend. Frustrated Tommy ends up sticking his head in a few different paths before running back to check the next. To look for any sign that the people he cared about had gone down one path or another. It's frustrating and his lingering fear and concern makes him indecisive.

Which leaves him freaking out when he hears something heavy and metal slamming back up the corridor. Cursing he races back up the path, past a figure standing there, and to the now closed bulkhead. Which he pounds on.

"Come on! What the fuck! Open up!"

Which of course it wans't going to do. And so Tommy just cursed again in frustration.

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"Then hurry up and lead on," Tommy counters. He doesn't want to waste time just sitting around.

"Just... don't touch anything. You got lucky ignoring that first warning. I don't want to press that luck."

Maybe it's just this place putting Alec on edge. But he doesn't like it, and he can't help expecting some kind of trick. That's exactly what Shadowhunters would do, especially if they want to keep something safe or secure. Like this neither of those two qualities are assured.

He'd argue luck wasn't real, but his mother's powers were about manipulating luck in a negative way soooooooo....

"Are we just standing here then? Like, seriously?"

"Because it's a little hard to keep one eye on you at the same time as looking around." And Tommy's firmly planted himself in Alec's do not trust column. Maybe he can really handle himself, and that's fine. But the disregard for warnings in an unfamiliar place doesn't sit well with Alec.

But the place does have him on edge and after a moment Alec steps away from Tommy's side, fingertips reaching for the nearest stone column. It's cold, which is exactly what he expects from it. But it's a familiar cold; for all that Alec's been to the City once, he knows he won't forget it. He doesn't like that it's here.

"Children of angels," he murmurs to himself. "So what are you trying to show me?"

"Lots of runes on stone walls, clearly," TOmmy grumbles as he stands there, hands buried in his pockets. See, not touching anything!

Alec just rolls his eyes. If they don't have to work together after this, he'll be very happy. It's far too close to working with Jace when Jace is in a Mood, except that Jace is actually trustworthy. Tommy's to much of a loose cannon.

And thinking about Jace makes Alec homesick in a way no one here will ever understand.

"Not just runes." Alec looks over his shoulder at Tommy, who's at least staying in one place. "Some of these are, and some are just rubbish squiggles." Which is really weird, in Alec's eyes. Why waste the time carving something meaningless into stone? It's not exactly the easiest material to shape.

"The night hides well her children," he quotes another section of Latin and frowns. "Tommy, you're not a vampire, are you?"

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Vampire? Tommy scoffs.

"Nope. Not even close. Technically the origin of my soul is a purified fragment of the soul of the demon Mephistopheles. And it's totally fully mine now. So I don't think it really counts."

"This is just weird then. Why would the first carving restrict entry to the Sh- the children of angels, and this one speak to the vampires?"

It's not like those two groups really like having anything to do with each other. Accords or not Alec knows that Shadowhunters barely tolerate — and are barely tolerated by — the Downworld. Working together with a vampire in a place that looks like the City of Bones? That's not natural at all.

"I don't know. Maybe because vamps are people too, even if they have fallen. They're still redeemable if god is real and all of that. Because I bet most of the time they didn't CHOOSE the path they were set on."

Or he's talking out of his ass.

"Yeah but there wouldn't be crossover between the two groups. You're one or the other. It doesn't make sense."

Maybe a Shadowhunter could be bitten and turned? But Alec doesn't think it's that straightforward.

"I'm going to see if there are any more carvings. There has to be something we're missing."

"What, you don't interact with vamps?"

How weird was that? Right? Tommy looks around the arch and shrugs.

"I don't suppose you can do some sort of shadow magic? Night hiding her children well could just mean, you know, make it dark?"

[Event] The Messes We Get Into

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