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Isabelle Lightwood  » — Shadowhunters, 1x03, “Dead man’s party.” 

Isabelle Lightwood  » — Shadowhunters, 1x01, “The Mortal Cup.”

Isabelle Lightwood  » — Shadowhunters, 1x04, “Raising Hell.”

Silas: Hey there!

It was just another Thurdsay. For some reason Alan had it in his mind that doing charity work throughout the week would pay off for whatever partying he did for the weekend. But the matter was, he loved the work. His favorite things were playing with children, they loved to ask him about how his eyes got so blue. Or how many hotdogs he could eat in ten minutes.

But unfortunately, today wasn't a day with the kids. Alan was helping out with gathering supplies for the homeless. He found out his team assignment, and walked to his station to see who he would be working with. One of the girls was very beautiful, causing his attention to be completely on her, even though he was supposed to be sorting foods out.

Clotaire slightly recognizable by his new worn out appearance set out for the familiar streets of the provincial town of Colmar. He had been wandering about the French countryside for what seemed like about a week or two. He preferred to sleep on the streets or find the local inn anything to avoid going back home to the castle. The towns people grew more and more suspicious of the young princes' strange behavior as he was observed walking through the hustle and bustle almost everyday and though they were not sure if it was Clotaire in the flesh what with his missing arm, and those who did believe it was the missing assumed dead Prince they were unsure and almost afraid to turn him in for fear he would become violent. 

Clotaire tried his best to be on somewhat normal behavior as he avoided going home to his parents but he wouldn't do that until he had a good set plan. He entered the town bookstore then avoiding any kind of eye contact as he made way for the deeper book shelves of the shop. Clotaire hopped up on a stepping stool reached for the highest couple of books his long arms could get and pulled about three rather books sure to contain what he was looking for. Burying his nose right away into one of them he hurried out. Eventually he stopped at the fountain at the center of the town and instead of sitting on the ledge he sat on the cobbled stone surface just right next to it leaning his back up against the wall before the fountain.

He started turning the pages of his book roughly looking for a specific map of he wasn't sure just what yet. Each page contained colorful drawing and prints out of just about every type of map with just about every type of place to go. Clotaire was so concentrated and engrossed in the maps the towns people couldn't help but stare for a moment at how odd he seemed to act reading and looking and turning each page like everything depended on it. Finally the young prince looked up from his book for what reason he wasn't sure but he came into eye contact with an oddly familiar looking young brunette woman. She looked like she was walking his way but that he couldn't be entirely sure about. Clotaire dug into the deep depths of his memory then and knew he had seen the girl from somewhere, she was the significant other of none other than Gaston LeGume's son Blaise he would make sense why she would be here, probably visiting him or on vacation. 

Archie was visiting Abby in Corona and he couldn't be any happier. They had been together for almost seven months now, and every single day looked brighter for him.