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Jace Lightwood ([personal profile] 1charmingangel) wrote2011-07-19 01:07 pm

Mark 8 - Video

Lu and Jill, we need to move some things around in the main living area.

[He's rubbing a towel over his face and neck as he moves through the halls of the building. As usual, he's shirtless and covered in those black tattoos.

There's even a new one right over his heart.]


We have a delivery coming and we need room for it.

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-19 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
You were right the first time.

[He picks up the heavier things like they're very light in reality and gets everything that is higher up. He's around six foot so he can easily reach that high.]

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[identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks over to Jace, that same smile on her lips and then gets back to moving things from the bookshelf.]

The piano saved my life. I mean it's really important to me.

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't say it saved me but now we'll have one anyway.

[He likes playing sometimes.]

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[identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Where did you learn to play?

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
There was a piano at my father's house. I decided it would be nice to learn and taught myself.

[And now it's up to Jill to figure out what is the truth and what isn't there.]

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[identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[She pauses, turns to look at him again for a brief moment, and then goes to get a cloth from the kitchen, from there she continues talking.]

I taught myself too. I mean I kind of got a kick start from this elementary music teacher but...

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Jace heads over to grab one too, cleaning the top shelves without being asked. In fact, he's meticulous about making sure every last bit of dust is gone before moving onto another area.]

Nephilim don't spend a lot of time teaching the arts.

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[identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Jill starts at the bottom and works her way up.]

Why not?

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Who has time for the arts when you're learning to kill demons instead? Not to mention vampires, werewolves, fae, and warlocks.

Besides, my job means I could be dead before I'm twenty.

[Said so casually he might as well be talking about the weather.]

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[identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[She pauses in her cleaning to watch him as he lists off all of those things she's only ever seen in film or read about in books. It's her omg he might be crazy but he doesn't seem crazy face. Finally, she resumes, lifting her shoulders in a shrug.]

Anyone could be dead before they're twenty. That's life. [Jill can be very morbid and dark if given the opportunity.]

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you will know truth, and the truth will make you free."

[He just throws out that quote because it clearly fits the moment.]

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[identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com 2011-07-22 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes. [She laughs lightly, partially at the cliche comment and also at her own cynicism about it.] Cause for some people there's no such animal.

[She stands up, looking up at the bookcase.] So how do we move this?

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[identity profile] 1charmingangel.livejournal.com 2011-07-22 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Not everyone has read the Bible too.

[He slings his cloth over his shoulder then grins at her. He still has a strength rune on him sooooo...

He grabs one end of the bookcase and just starts dragging it along the floor like it's not a two person job.]


Where do you want it?