un: fairchild | text

[creatio]

so, i can't be the only one wondering where our stuff is, right? because i don't know about you guys but i don't usually use a jumpsuit as pajamas, even if i'm taking an impromptu space nap. and even though i'm trying super hard not to think about someone playing nasa barbie while i was unconscious, i can't help but want to know what they've done with everything else.

( Her stele is the thing she's most eager to get back, if she's honest. But she'd take her knife too. Hell, even her actual underwear. )

has anyone come across a closet? or like, a sinister collection of momentos.

Comments

text; un: aphrodite

[wingstosee]

huh.
i guess i hadn't really thought about that?
all i had were my clothes so it didn't really matter.

but there are definitely closets!
or i guess wardrobes?
i haven't found anything but space clothing yet though
so
take that with a grain of salt?

[creatio]

i guess i'm just uneasy with some unknown entity taking whatever i had on me.
i kind of need them back, you know?

( Already she can feel her strength going. Pretty soon she'll be back to square one. Albeit with slightly more training. )

[wingstosee]

oh yeah. totally.
it's definitely creepy.
like. super creepy?
i've been trying not to think too much about it. haha.

what are you missing?
it's not much but we can probably look for replacements for at least some of it.
you know?

[creatio]

um, a rock? a thing that looks like a metal stick with runes on it? a knife.
i'm pretty sure if someone had seen them i'd know about it already.

( Awkward. She's hoping she can hide behind her username for a little while. So the only person this will make any semblance of sense to is someone who knows exactly what she's talking about. )

my wallet and cell phone are gone too? but i doubt they're useful in space.

[wingstosee]

[ don't worry, clary. even if venus had any reason to suspect you, she still wouldn't put it together. she's sort of... oblivious like that. ]

oh yeah. that was mainly why i was asking
i was worried about my cell phone for a while but there's probably no reception in space?
so like. you know
i definitely haven't seen any rocks up here though. or metal rune sticks.

actually no knives either? that would have made altering the jumpsuit a lot easier.
wing room and all. you know how it is.

[ literally nobody aside from you knows how it is venus. ]

[creatio]

check out the kitchen.
i kind of liberated one the other day.
because of the wall screaming.

( She is not a serial killer. )

if you need help slashing that up then i'm your girl.

[wingstosee]

oh my gosh.
i didn't. actually think of that?
of course there are knives in there. wow.

well i feel kind of stupid now? haha.
and i think the jumpsuits are fine. my wings fit through now so like. no more ripping needed?
hopefully.

[creatio]

i only know because my brother had one.
i probably wouldn't have thought about it either.

( ... Fuck, now she's just laid claim to Sebastian as her family. She was going to pretend. )

i mean, yeah they're fine.
but i miss my jeans :c
i feel like some kind of space criminal.

[wingstosee]

really? a criminal?
i kind of felt like...
i don't know. some sort of badass space worker?
like. maybe just a repair technician or something, but in SPACE

have you tried rolling the top part down?
i just wear a tank top and that honestly helps

[creatio]

note to self: find a tank top.
preferably not one belonging to the people who left everything behind, bc they might be dead.

[wingstosee]

i mean.
they aren't using it anymore?

[creatio]

i know but every time i think about it my skin crawls.

[wingstosee]

that's fair.
i guess i don't really like it either?
but like. i like having clothes more. haha.

[creatio]

true.
okay, if i find anything i'll just come to you for moral support when i freak out.

[wingstosee]

really? haha.
well, uh. sure, if that helps!
my name's venus. you can just, like, find my inbox?
you didn't ask how to use the smartwatches or anything so i'm guessing you probably know what you're doing.

[creatio]

oops.
it's me.
i mean hi, it's clary.

i'm amazing at this secret identity thing, right?

[wingstosee]

oh!
oh my god. hi clary!!
you're still way better at it than me. haha. i wouldn't have even thought to do it in the first place?

[creatio]

i mean, i've kind of announced it now so i probably shouldn't have been evadey in the first place. but it's a thing back home.

i'm p. sure if i announced i was a shadowhunter on twitter the clave would murder me.

[wingstosee]

oh right. that thing where you fight demons, right?
i guess it makes sense that you'd keep it quite but wow.
that name's. sort of the best??

actually i guess "the devil" is kind of hard to top

[creatio]

yeah. you got me beat there, satan.

although it could have been worse, i might have been clarissa morgenstern instead of clary fray. too victorian. i mean i still am to some stubborn jackasses.

( She's using Fairchild as her last name. )

i have a complicated history with surnames.

[wingstosee]

haha. that's got to be the best part of being the devil?
winning badass name competitions.
also clarissa morgenstern is. crazy good??
like not to have, that would suck
but just. as a name.

[creatio]

you should meet my boyfriend. he's had like a billion last names.

( She types it before she thinks about it, and the realisation practically kicks her breath from her chest. No one is ever going to meet Jace. He's dead.

She has to stare at her phone for a moment, holding it tight enough she's afraid it might crack. )

shadowhunters are weird.

[wingstosee]

huh. i guess he changes it a lot?
or maybe he got married like ten times.
hm.
is that really just a shadowhunter thing?

[creatio]

he's 19, that's a lot of marriages.
but no, he uh, thought he was from a different family, then he took his adopted family's name, then he thought he was from *another* family, when really it was neither of the two.

but it's probably not just a shadowhunter thing. weirdness can happen anywhere.