Third Floor Common Room, Monday Late Morning

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle had to admit, it had been nice to spar with another Shadowhunter whose moves she was not a hundred percent familiar with, this morning. Even if said Shadowhunter was a tiny one, and so she'd had to hold back pretty much all of her strength. And also had to use the wooden swords. But still. Yukon wasn't half bad – not that Isabelle had expected her to be – and it had been fun, in a different way from what she usually did in the salle.

What was less nice was when Yukon announced that breakfast made by Isabelle would not cut it, and that they'd either have to get Daddy to make it, or buy something. So in a fit of niceness, Isabelle had ordered in some super healthy breakfast from J,GoB. Hey, growing Shadowhunters needed their sugar! Or maybe they shouldn't have been left unsupervised. Either or.

So, now both girls were curled up on the couch, getting their all-important sugar fix, and talking about such important things as how much Yukon's poor dad still tried to talk to Shadowhunters about mundane things that fell to deaf ears.

And maybe there were even some pastries to share with people who happened to come by. Maybe. Lightwood girls were pretty fickle about sharing.

[ooc: Open!]

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[kaijuhunter.livejournal.com]

And now Yukon was eyeing Beatrice with something akin to growing horror.

"My dad is your dad too?"

Unacceptable.

[jaegersandwings.livejournal.com]

"No," Beatrice said impatiently. "My dad can't be your dad because he's my dad."

Emphasis firmly on my.

[kaijuhunter.livejournal.com]

"Nuh uh!"

Shadowhunters... tended to argue in more physical ways.

[not_a_moonie]

"Yuh-huh," Beatrice insisted. (Neither of her parents was renowned for their gift of gab, either.)

"Stop that," Alana interrupted. "Beatrice, he can be her dad too. Not that I understand how, but it happens. Just be glad you have a sister ... or whatever."

[seveninchmotto]

Yukon scowled, and Isabelle patted her on the arm. "Just another normal morning in Fandom, right?"

Confusing family relations and all.

[not_a_moonie]

Alana sighed her agreement. "All of a sudden I want to call my parents to thank them for keeping me alive."

[kaijuhunter.livejournal.com]

"I don't need my parents to keep me alive!" Yukon objected, much to Isabelle's... utter lack of surprise. "I protect Dad."

Yep.

[jaegersandwings.livejournal.com]

"Are you a Jaeger too?" Beatrice asked suspiciously.

If this blonde girl had taken her daddy and her job, it was going to be war.

[kaijuhunter.livejournal.com]

Yukon raised her chin defiantly. "And a Shadowhunter."

Oooh yeah, double threat!

It helped to know what a Shadowhunter was, but still.

[jaegersandwings.livejournal.com]

Beatrice had no idea what a Shadowhunter was, but she could tell from the way the girl said it that it was supposed to be a big deal.

"So what?" she asked, reaching for something to brag about. "I have wings. That's way better than being a Shadowhunter."

[kaijuhunter.livejournal.com]

"Nuh uh!"

There it was again.

"Shadowhunters fight evil. Some Fair Folk have wings too, and they don't fight evil."

Ergo, wings weren't better.

[jaegersandwings.livejournal.com]

"But I'm not Fair Folk," Beatrice argued. "I don't even know what that is, anyhow."

[kaijuhunter.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," Yukon said.

Because that completely proved her point! In her mind.

[not_a_moonie]

"Did you understand that conversation?" Alana asked Isabelle. "'Cause I sure didn't."

Beatrice ... pouted. Maturely.