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matthxmas:

Looking back at his roommate, he nodded his head slowly before smiling back at him as he closed the book he had been reading shut. “Okay. Into battle we go right?” he said putting the book in his hands down and getting to his feet, “What exactly is it that we’re doing?”

Freddie couldn’t help but smile a little bit at Matt’s willingness to help out, regardless of the situation. He’d gotten insanely lucky in his roommate assignment. So he figured that this would be a good opportunity for the two of them to actually work together. “Have you ever been demon hunting before?”

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iamdimitrihighsmith:

Dimitri nodded his face serious even though he was giddy inside, he had been on missions before but never anything big. He took the cigarette out of his mouth before saying“Course mate. Which case is it?”

Freddie breathed in deeply and then held out the file he’d been carrying with him. “Standard demon; he’s just a little more clever than usual. Apparently they put a newbie on it back in Boston and he let it get away. So it’s my problem again, surprise surprise.”

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adelaidewren:

The electricity running across her palm fizzled out rather quickly, realizing that it was a young Nephilim. Granted, she wasn’t his biggest fan, but she knew he was trying to promote unity and kindness and something more than just alliances out of necessity between Downworlders and Shadowhunters. So he wouldn’t be one to attack her and sneak up on her out in the streets.

And he gave no indicators that he was lying; there was no shortness of breath, no looking away from her uneasily. Maybe he was actually just coincidentally in the same place as she was. 

In any case, however, she didn’t quite like his tone, but he was hard to read. She couldn’t tell whether he was being sarcastic or whether that was a legitimate offer of him to sit and put distance between them. In either case, she just simply looked at him, replying with a vague, “Do whatever you wish.”

Freddie tilted his head to the side just a fraction, examining her expression. He recognized Juliette’s new roommate, Adelaide, and was displeased to see she still hadn’t warmed up to him at all. The best he could do was continue to be kind and accommodating and hope that eventually she’d come around at least a little bit.

“Well, if you don’t mind, it’s rather cold. Not fantastic sitting weather,” he replied, offering her a charming grin before starting to continue down the sidewalk again, adjusting the leather gloves on his hands. New York winters were just as brutal as those in Boston, he was displeased to realize.

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katxherondale:

“ i am sorry, these curls take ages to get dry. ” she apologized and smiled. “ i like that nickname, keep it up freddie and we’ll soon be best friends. ” the ginger joked as she walked out of the institute with him by her side, a grin on her lips. “ did you find your way around the institute easily? —– i hate it when i don’t know my way around. ” she admitted, shrugging it off as she burried her hands in the pockets of her jacket.

“i imagine. i’d never have the patience for long hair,” freddie replied easily, grinning back at her when she commented on the nickname. “it’s not too bad; like i said, i’ve been here before so i had a pretty good idea of the place going in. but i’m still exploring a bit. it’s easy to get lost in a place so big.”

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artemisxtrang:

“You seem polite enough, if you weren’t I wouldn’t be so welcoming.” Making her way straight to the cupboard she took her kettle, filling it up before setting it on the stove as she waited for the water to boil. “I figured that my pack and I should help out. This doesn’t just effects shadowhunters, it effects everyone.”

“That’s to be expected,” Freddie commented. “Give respect, get respect. A lot of people around here aren’t all that familiar with that concept, unfortunately.” His eyes moved down to his hands where he was twisting the ring on his finger mindlessly; a habit he’d picked up from his father. “You’re right. But this has never been just a two-sided fight; there are a lot of groups that are just as against the Clave as they are Morgenstern.”

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caiusfaust:

“There are no straightforward solutions with Greater Demons.” They were worlds away anything the Nephilim were trained to face. “For now, there’s little for you to do but keep killing the demons as they appear.” He shrugged, unruffled, although his mind was filled with the possibilities.

“I mean, yes, but the longer I put off dealing with the direct problem the more people will die,” Freddie said, standing a little bit straighter. “There must be something else I can start soon. You have all the details there, I need to know how to fix this and what to say to the Clave. Waiting isn’t a good answer.”

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dax-mendoza:

    —- dax readjusted the straps of his backpack. “friendly place,” he muttered, glancing around. he looked up to see a shadowhunter walking towards him. “kinda,” dax calmly replied giving a nod, “just pop in and out of institutes.” he briefly explained. “so, no institute head?”

“busy place,” freddie corrected. “there certainly is one, but there have been so many newcomers that they hardly have time to meet all of us. there’s a registry and whatnot, i can show you the way if you’d like.”

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xjuliettew:

When growing up, not even once the two had been spotted indulging in different activities alone. They’d do everything together to the point where Juliette wouldn’t leave her house or compromise herself to take part in other social events unless Frederick were there to laugh with her through the boredom and speak his calming words before accepting some big challenge. Furthermore, after her sister’s death, the brunette had grown too fond of his own sisters. She had learned to look after them as she wished she had taken care of her own sister, repeating to herself over and over again that she would never be able to forgive herself if she were to make the same mistake. Not even during their year apart the two had minded their own different businesses and taken interest in distinct things around the Institute. However, Juliette could tell that things were gradually beginning to change and Frederick seemed more engaged with the cause than she was. Partially, the brunette had seen this coming. He was the one who had insisted on leaving Boston to help around New York’s Institute. And Juliette couldn’t make him. He seemed to have a goal, a purpose. He was motivated and his girlfriend would always be willing to give up some of their time together if it meant he’d be satisfied with his own progress. On the other hand, Juliette still couldn’t understand where she stood in all that mess. She was going around, trying to get a reaction out of others in order to feel something - something that would distract her from how homesick she felt from time to time. It was mostly a facade, she told herself: looking extremely comfortable around there, walking as if she owned the place and neither of them deserved to be under the same roof as them only to push them further away and hoping they would never be interest in who she was - who she truly was. She had noticed the different way she seemed to face life now and how she was hoping being able to handle that around Freddie, wanting to still come across as the woman he had once taken in his arms and never let her go. Whilst the woman wanted to remain as compromised with everything as he was, she was well aware of the fact that time was ticking and if she didn’t figure out her own troubles first and put them aside instead, a snowball effect would be awaiting. So, of course…when in doubt, bring a happy excuse to ask for the alone time the two had been lacking.

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Freddie smiled a little bit at the memory; Christmas had always been a big event for his family. His fondest memories took place in the month of December between the decorating, celebrations, and food. There had been nothing but joy, even in the darkest of times. Unity and love, the two things most important to Freddie. 

“I’d hardly call that complaining, Ma’am,” he replied, accepting the kiss and allowing himself to be pulled off. “I’m just trying to make life a little easier for the both of us.” He shut up on the topic, though, and by the time they were stepping out the door they were hand in hand, arms swinging lightly between them. “Alright. Where do you reckon we go to find a live Christmas tree?”

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seraphina-lightwood:

    —- seraphina was lounging in the library, casually flipping through one of the books. she had been, well, terribly bored. upon hearing someone speak, she looked up to see freddie. “my help?” she asked, raising her eyebrows. a large smirk took over her features. “thank the angel i’ve been waiting for something exciting to happen,” the girl sighed. she closed the book, setting it on the table next to the chair and jumped up. “let’s do this.”

“Your help,” Freddie confirmed. He’d been trying to get out and meet as many people as possible, and working with his new Nephilim acquaintances would only help future situations. Cooperation was key. “My last report was outside a bar in Brooklyn. Might want to grab your coat. It’s freezing.”

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caiusfaust:

Suddenly, Caius was much more engaged than he had been a moment ago. Accepting the file, the warlock flipped through, the expression of recognition growing in his eyes with every piece of information. “It’s no wonder the Conclave doesn’t know what to make of it — I haven’t seen this since a millennium before your kind was created.” He shut the file, not needing to read any more. “Beelzebub. Or rather, his vanguard.”

Concern deepened on Freddie’s face and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Beelzebub’s vanguard. Great.” He locked gazes with the warlock and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. “Do you know how to stop this? How was it resolved back then?”

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seraphina-lightwood:

    —- seraphina let out a laugh before covering her mouth with her hands. “you suddenly became very formal,” she replied, leaning against the training dummy. she looked over at freddie and tilted her head, “maybe,” she replied. “maybe. there’s way more to do, so that’s already a gold star.”

“I wouldn’t say formal,” Freddie said, suddenly a little sheepish. “One gold star’s a good start. Hopefully they’ll add up quickly; might make the next several months a bit more pleasant than they would be if you relied on keeping busy for happiness. But I’ll leave you alone to your training now.”

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caiusfaust:

Caius glanced at the Nephilim, rising to look at him. “What is it?” He had no doubt his definition of big was different from the shadowhunter’s, but after a dull day he welcomed the diversion.

Freddie shook his head a little bit. “Honestly, I assume it’s a demon but it’s nothing like we’ve dealt with before.  The destruction almost seems too organized, which is why some back home think it’s a rogue vampire or werewolf. I...” He shrugged, at a loss for words, and handed over the file covering the case. “I was hoping I could get your opinion on it since you’ve seen a lot more than any of us ever have. Maybe you’ve seen something like this before.”

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Freddie stood in the doorway, calm and resolute as he always was when he had business on his mind. “I need your help,” he said. “One of the cases that’s been tripping the Boston Institute has made its way here and I have orders to take care of it. But I can’t do it by myself; it’s gotten... big.”

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adelaidewren:

Though living in the Institute kept her in the know and available if she was needed for whatever sort of task, being stuck inside the stone walls drove Adelaide crazy. The witchlight irritated her eyes and she felt as if she was stuck somewhere underground, where it was unreachable, where she couldn’t get out. So, in order to keep herself sane, she got out in the streets of New York, Glamoured, of course. It was dusk and she was walking along the pavement, her rain boots splashing in the puddles from the rain. She looked behind her, with the eerie feeling someone was watching her. But, not even the slightest movement could be seen. So, she continued on, her eyes following the mundanes on the other side of the street who just went about their everyday activities. Then she saw it; the shadow that came up behind her, so close she could almost feel their presence.

Her almost ghostly-blue eyes narrowed and she spun around, hands automatically going out to her sides, golden tongues of electricity dancing across her fingertips. It couldn’t be a mundane who spotted her, at least not simply a mundane. “Why are you following me? What do you want?”

Freddie wasn’t much of a gift-giver. Receiving gifts was uncomfortable and giving them even more so. He had a tendency to leave presents in peoples’ rooms so he wouldn’t be forced to watch them open them.

His girlfriend proved quite the unfortunate exception, though.

So he took the one free hour of his day to go out and try to find a few small things for her and her sisters so that he knew her reaction would be elated come Christmas. The locket would be the big thing, but some new shoes and earrings wouldn’t hurt, either. 

He didn’t really mean to start following the warlock, but she was going in the same direction as him. So when she stopped, he was kind of expecting it. The mistrust between species was still there despite the temporary alliance, after all.

“I’m not following you on purpose,” he replied. “We just happen to be going the same way. If you’d like I can sit on this bench here and wait for you to move on down the road a little bit?”

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dax-mendoza:

    —- dax slowly opened the front doors to the institute, looking around slowly. slightly different from the others, but same drab feel. “gotta find the head,” he muttered to himself. normally he would wander in and just look on his own. but this institute apparently had all sorts of downworlders in it as well as nephilim. he fiddled with the mendoza ring in his finger. “ayy, anyone know where the institute head is?” he asked, hoping for an answer.

freddie glanced up from his tablet when he noticed a mundane walk in and couldn’t help but smile when he called out for help. everybody ignored him, of course, but he was quick to stand up and walk over to him. “you’re new?” he asked without much more of a greeting.