#glitterywarlock

Jackson Taylor's muse is gone... and so I have decided to kill him off. I can't play him anymore. All he is, is a ball of sadness and depression. It's hard and a long decision I have been making. I just can't play him anymore. There's nothing I can do to change him or make him better. It's the end for him... He loved who he adored, and the friendships he acquired. Those tagged, are the ones closest to him and he wants them to know that they made him as happy as possible. 

It was a a tediously long day. And if he were an average person he'd be absolutely dying to get home. But he couldn't help but sigh at what awaited him at home. It wasn't that he was dreading seeing Camille...It's just she was always wanting to go out and party or do something ostentatious or ridiculous. Camille had a good heart..or at least he liked to believe so. But they were hardly a perfect match. Alec liked understated things and staying in. While Camille liked the opposite. If left to their own devices they probably never would have ended up together without his parents constant pushing. 

And frankly his fathers pushing was most likely due to the one incident when his dad had caught him with another man when he was younger..after that there had been a lot of pushing towards women. But it had only been a phase of course. 

He dragged himself out of the car and made his way up the walk way. It wasn't uncommon for Camille to have a flock of people or a small get together at a spur of the moment and he was never sure what to expect when he opened the door. Though when he opened it today it seemed fairly quiet. Though he heard a light laugh from Camille in the kitchen. And then a heartier laugh that he found simply pulled a smile on his lips. He followed the sound, poking  his head tentatively into the kitchen. Setting his briefcase down 

"Hey Camille." He called softly. 

"Hey would you listen to him, it's like he was raised in a barn. I'm joking of course darling." she said with a grin in his direction. "Oh Alec, you've never met my dear friend Magnus, Magnus Bane. Alec Lightwood." She said gesturing from one man to the other.

Alec found himself rather frozen in place, staring at the oriental looking man sitting in the kitchen. He'd never seen anyone quite like him. He had wild black hair and gold-green eyes that shone almost like a cat's. A bright smile curling at his lips. He was..stunning really. Down to every detail really. Could a man really be gorgeous? Magnus Bane surely could. 

"Alec, don't just stand there gaping like a fish. Say hello. And you wonder why i haven't brought him to parties." she said with an exasperated sigh and a flippant wave of her hand.