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Isabelle Lightwood ([personal profile] seveninchmotto) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2013-09-02 08:14 pm
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Third Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

Isabelle had had no classes yet. And sure, she could have gone and found Alec already, but it was almost like a game now, to see how long it'd be before he'd realize she was around. Or when she'd get bored and go find him. Whichever happened first. So instead, today, she'd used up all that time wandering around the island and getting accustomed to the town and the feel of its streets under her feet. It was no New York, she knew that much. But she supposed it had its own charm. Maybe. Really, she was reserving judgment – of which she had quite enough to go around – until later. It was too quiet, though, she knew that much. She was used to the buzz of a big city.

But Izzy was a resourceful girl. And since it was only her third day on the island, she was perfectly content (for now, anyway) to be perching on the edge of the couch in her common room, getting acquainted with mundie television. Which really meant all television. And for something that seemed to take up so much time in other people's lives, Isabelle was not finding it that interesting.

Until she found Food Network.

"... Ooh."

Fear the great Shadowhunter, paying rapt attention to the secrets of soufflé making, with her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands.

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[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2013-09-02 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cookie dough ice cream," Toby informed her, holding the container aloft victoriously. "Or rather, my floor's sad lack of it."
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Listening but not buying.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-09-02 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cookie dough ice cream," Isabelle repeated. "Sounds healthy."

It didn't.

But of course in her line of work it didn't really matter whether foods sounded healthy or not.

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2013-09-02 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well... milk products are an important part of the food rainbow?" Toby said with a laugh. It was a pretty weak justification, and he was well aware of that. "Or, yeah, no, it's totally unhealthy, but it tastes good."
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Give you a chance.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-09-02 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, no wonder Jace seemed to like some of the food here."

Oh, hey. There was a clue!

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2013-09-03 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jace... Wayland?" Toby asked, raising an eyebrow. Maybe that would explain her face!
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seveninchmotto: ([neu] Listening but not buying.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-09-03 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded. "That one. You knew Jace?"

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2013-09-03 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"He was my roommate," Toby explained. "I'm gonna take a wild guess then and say you must be related to Alec?"
seveninchmotto: ([pos] Looking up.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-09-03 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you're that Toby." That bit of realization was a bit fake. She had few recollections of Jace talking about his roommate, and none of an actual name. "And, yes. I'm his sister."

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2013-09-03 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Toby wasn't going to call her on the fakeness of that realization, of course. "I wondered why your face looked familiar," he admitted. "Did Jace end up sending you pictures of the time we all turned in to girls? Alec looked just like you." He remembered his former roommate threatening to do so, but had no idea if he'd followed through.
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Lost for words.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2013-09-03 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Heard about it, never got any pictures." She shook her head sadly. "And that's a shame."
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