Pandemonium Club

@☪ Felix Zayn Jace chuckled."yo warlock. Calm your tiny , we all know who would win here" he hummed, looking around, his eyes scanning each and every single person. As his drink was brought, jace didn't even bother touching his lips to the drink set in his hands. He just swirled it as the rune on his hand glowed. "You know? Good for you! Stay out of my way , while I handle my business than" he nodded as his target approached, Jace sipped the drink, but made no move to swallow it, he held it in his mouth and drew a rune on his cheek,while his target was busy.

@✩Jace Lightwood His warlock sences caught some commotion on his right and Felix was still contemplating on whether he should turn to it and join in, or if he was too tired and just sit around, when the bloody arrogant Lightwood boy infiltrated his personal space. The young warlock growled and his eyes turned black for a second "Don't ever do that again, Lightworm. As a matter of fact don't even touch me." he added as an afterthought. Then he scoffed and his lips turned into a knowing smirk as he sipped his drink "I don't need to ask. I know why you're here." he stated, taking small sips.

@☪ Felix Zayn Chuckling Jace looked around. "I want a drink! " he grinned cockily at the bar host. "But something humans drink, don't ing feed me your faeries " he glared at the bar tender, and turned his head to spot Felix. Smirking the male stood and made his way to the young warlock, he flicked the males forehead and sat beside him. "Don't ask why I'm here, confedemtial information" he quickly stated , before even greeting the warlock. Jace didn't care, this Is how he usually was. (less than a se

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@✩Jace Lightwood It's not often that you will see a warlock hanging out in th Pandemonium Club. Felix knew that, and also acknoledged the attention he attracted from the second he set foot (clad in high black boots of course) in the dimly lit room. His crystal blue eyes scanned the place - mostly mundanes, drugged at that. Ugh, why was he even here, was he that deprived of puny mortals trying to feel like gods for the night. Truly, there were a couple of demons, but none so interesting or dangerous, a group of vampires, that seemed to be celebrating something, most holding a glass of a tad bit too realistic looking Bloody Mary cocktail in hand. And of course the always creeping handfull of werewolves scattered in the crowd. The young warlock scoffed and completely ignored the need to look for signs of a shadowhunter being present - people like them didn't visit such places, they thought is was too low for them. At least that's what he thought as he took a vacant place at the bar and ordered a Ballylikey Bait cocktail.