Clarissa Fairchild

The moon is a loyal companion.It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.But there’s something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour that creates a language of its own. There’s a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we’d never say in the light. Words  are such unpredictable creatures.

No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.  You can get the words out after you start feeling it. He always wonder about raindrops.He wonders about how they’re always falling down, tripping over their own feet, breaking their legs and forgetting their parachutes as they tumble right out of the sky toward an uncertain end. It’s like someone is emptying their pockets over the earth and doesn’t seem to care where the contents fall, doesn’t seem to care that the raindrops burst when they hit the ground, that they shatter when they fall to the floor, that people curse the days the drops dare to tap on their doors.He was a raindrop. Love is a heartless bastard.Hope.It’s like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It’s a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it’s the only thing in the world keeping him afloat. Things were finally peaceful. Laying in their bed with ivory fingers running through those scarlet locks of hers like they were his homeland. The warmth of her small body perfectly contoured against his runed chest. Gold cat like eyes reaching to meet jeweled emerald. Clary had picked up his shards and made a stained glass window for her to shine through. The heavenly fire behind them. The war finished. Of course, they would fight the cold peace, but they were institute heads old enough to be completely alone and enjoy eachothers company. Only Clary could make the sarcastic young man warm or vulnerabile by every account.

“You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth. And you don’t even know it. You have no clue how beautiful you are or how brightly you shine.” He whispered in the darkness against the soft exposed skin. Free hand running gently along a runed down the exposed part of her arm not clad in the star wars t-shirt,

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As it is in the life of every rper, we make mistakes. We break rules, misunderstand prompts, misunderstand answers, and maybe even take certain things personally that were only meant to be rp only. All of these can cause bad vibes, hurt feelings, and deep misunderstandings and misgivings between rpers and partners. Thus it is imperative that these events, actions, and choices be recognized by those involved—especially the one who made the mistake—and that those involved take the next step: apologize.

“Hey, I misunderstood/was hurt/made a mistake and I wanted to say I’m sorry.”

It is indescribable the kind of healing and communication this opens up to rp partners. Admitting you made a mistake and then apologizing for it is an important step in being accountable and taking responsibility for yourself. Accountability, humility, and the care it takes to make sure one’s apology is both honest and sincere builds trust and confidence in both yourself and your partner and visa versa, and most often leads to good reconciliation.

Reconciliation is what will then help give both you and your mutuals a good basis on which to deal with and solve conflicts between you in the future.

However, if you do make a mistake or not-so-great decision, know that you will feel bad about it either now or later. These bad feelings, if not dealt with properly, can fester and become anger and resentment toward yourself and your partner, leading to bad things. Don’t fall prey to those feelings. They aren’t a measure of your worth, but an alarm system letting you know that something bad just happened and that your partner likely feels the same.

Be aware of them and how they affect you and your partner(s), but also realize that you are not responsible for their feelings, only your part in what happened. Don’t approach the situation from the “I did this which hurt/upset someone, so I must be a bad person”. Approach it as a friend who made a mistake, who’s coming to apologize because you honestly didn’t mean to hurt or upset them and go from there. Do your best to apologize and reconcile with your friend but don’t force them into accepting your apology. Just give it and wish them the best.

If you are the one who was hurt, let your partner know but try to be tactful. Get some space between you and the event, pinpoint what it was that hurt or upset you and how, and then bring it up privately with the other mun. Chances are, they didn’t mean to hurt or upset you. If they did, well, time to block and unfollow. If they didn’t, then there’s still a chance for reconciliation. Be open to their side of the story and the apologies they make, as this process is a 2 way street.

A good way to begin might be with a phrase like this.

“Hey, what you did -insert issue here- really bothered/hurt/upset me. —insert how and why—” 

Once the conversation is started, then you can start working through the problem with your partner and receive both closure and reconciliation between you, building deeper friendships and a stronger foundation between you in the future.

John looked at clary as she came in with izzys protests behind her. She looked at John as she didn’t remember what he had done that had made these people fear him so. And when she tried to remember it was if she wasn’t allowed for remember. Clary looked to alec.

“Alec I’m sure if he hasn’t done anything to request this treatment. Has he?”she asked. Partially demanding. “Clary, your not ready.” Izzy tried to reason before looking to Alec.

The guards removed John and she was still lost as to what the man who claimed to be her brother. Has done to deserve what they are saying he has done.

Clary sat on the bed and looked at the three ,”I don’t understand any of this “she said finally.

“Your brother has murdered a lot of innocent people, Clary.  Our people.  Even if he is innocent this time…he needs to be in prison for his crimes.”

This was Alec who spoke, and as the High Inquisitor, his word was law.

“The only difference between true innocence now and not, is weather or not you’ll be able to visit him.”

Alec left the room.  He needed to call Magnus.

Jace stood with his arms crossed and his jaw tight.

She turned to look at Jace. “Jace. Was he the reason I lost my memories. Jonathan. I mean”she asked seriously. “Please I need to know”she said as she had most all of the runes she had before again aside from the ones that she had created. But they had not told her about that yet.

“He. “She felt izzys hand on her shoulder and she stayed back. John Was waiting in the room for clary to get back when he saw Alec lightwood come in with Jace. “To what do I owe the pleasure. And where is my sister?”he asked curiously to them. “Odd how I am no threat to you. Yet you are apprehensive?”he asked in addition.

“Given your track record I’m sure you can understand.  You’ll be in lock up until we can get this all sorted out.”

“Alec I’m sure if he hasn’t done anything to request this treatment. Has he?”she asked. Partially demanding. “Clary, your not ready.” Izzy tried to reason before looking to Alec.

The guards removed John and she was still lost as to what the man who claimed to be her brother. Has done to deserve what they are saying he has done.

“Fine”she surrendered. I’ll go with you to talk to Alec and Izzy alright ?”she said as Alec was here in New York for vacation with Magnus and using an office next to the old one of his when he was head of institute to keep things in line while they were out. When they got there Izzy and Alec were taking about some other mission that was going on. “Is this a bad time. “Clary asked as she had practically dragged Jace with her. She knew John was waiting in the room still.

Izzy was with her brother when the door opened. It was clary. She was finally starting to understand things once again. So it was nice to see her here. Where she belonged. Granted it was strange that she was an underling of hers. “Alec has already been informed of your remembering clary. It’s fine “she eyed her brother as if for support. Nudging his shoulder a bit.

“It’s not that. We. “She looked to Jace. “We may have a problem “she stated

“He’s back.  Jonathan is back.  He says he’s human and has the site.  But he’s back.”

Alec looked startled.  “Are you sure?”

“I saw him with my own eyes!”

“Jace! “She went after him. “Jace wait. Please. “She said catching up. “Jace. Fine. But before you kill him or report him. Can you at least talk to him?for me?”she asked before he went to report that John was returned to her as human.

“Clary, it won’t help.  He can’t be trusted.  Because of what and who he was before, you can never really know if he has ulterior motives.  Besides…he was sick!  He wanted…”

He grew pale.

“He wanted to be with you in more than a sibling sort of way.”

But hadn’t he as well?  When he had thought they were siblings hadn’t he still wanted Clary, even though he denied himself?

Izzy was with her brother when the door opened. It was clary. She was finally starting to understand things once again. So it was nice to see her here. Where she belonged. Granted it was strange that she was an underling of hers. “Alec has already been informed of your remembering clary. It’s fine “she eyed her brother as if for support. Nudging his shoulder a bit.

She noticed when he seemed to not talk about the creation of runes aspect her headache seemed to improve. She nodded. When they made it to his room she went to the bed and sat down. “Will you lay with me tonight?”Clary asked curiously as she saw Izzy briefly come in and give her some pjs and some spare clothes. When she left she came back and sat on the bed. “I’m willing to try anything to recover. “She admitted honestly.

“New memories then.  And I would love to lay with you tonight.  I’ve missed holding you in my arms.”

He smiled softly at her, before looking to the sky as if begging for the angels to allow them this.  He changed into pajama pants and slid into bed beside her, pulling Clary into his arms.

Into the unknown

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Johnathan had shown up in their room one day claiming to be mortal and human and with the sight. So she had willingly let him into their room to settle down. He had been agitated that he was this way. But after all. He was her brother. And if anything. It was a shot to have a real relationship with him. That was till Jace came back from his hunting mission and she blocked the door. “Now hold on. Before you are rash. There is an explanation “she stated honestly.

“He’s a monster, Clary!  He should be dead!  This is the angels.  It has to be.  They did this as punishment.  It’s all going to go to shit again.  It’s all going to fall apart.”

He took a step back.