shadow market

she stared at him for a moment, wishing she could take out her sketchpad and draw him without it looking weird, she had been so caught up in the weirdness surrounding this one guy, and her, then she didn't notice until now just how...perfect...he was. and somehow that only annoyed her more, because it made it hard for her to say no
fine.../just/ this once okay? and his name is Simon
rolling her eyes she moved closer to the booth, ignoring the shock that coursed through her body as she brushed past him, before sitting down

/shakes his head lightly in amusement as he watches her expressions closely, before shrugging a shoulder once again
perhaps one day you’d learn to care
/mutters underneath his breath as he looks away from her, and glances at the booth next to them once again and nodding his chin in its direction
I’ll take it as a compliment then. anyway i wouldn’t say all of the stuff like this is real, but some are. like i said, just try once, no harm in trying, right? you aren’t making any progress in finding that sam guy anyway.
/he grins at her, daring her to follow along

I'm sure it is
rolling her eyes before furrowing her brows
runes? what the hell are runes? you know what- I don't care
glances at him before scoffing and turning to look at him fully while folding her arms across her chest
you really think stuff like this is real? You're even crazier than I thought

everything about me is different
/he shrugs a shoulder again and trails after her again before pausing when she does and raises an eyebrow at her words/
the symbols are called runes, i knew you could see it.
/smiles again though it appears to be smug and cocky more than anything else, before glancing at the booth/
most mundanes do tend to believe in those, even some of the people like me. but you do look like the kind of girl who would love this sort of stuff. most of them are not real, but some magic users do know what they're doing. say, why don't you try once, perhaps it will tell you where your boring mundie friend is at

oh yeah? what makes you so different
she glances at his hand, noticing the rune and furrows her brows
I drew something like that the other day
shaking her head she continues her walk before stopping, spinning around to face him
why do I keep drawing those symbols or whatever huh?
she glances at the booth they've stopped in front of and lets out a soft snort
tarot? of course I don't believe in that stuff. it's not real, it's all tricks. if you're lucky intuition helps you connect the dots. People believe whatever they want to believe. especially when it comes to love, which is what most people do these stupid readings for anyway

i am a human, just not like you
/he says distractedly, as he takes her hand into his, momentarily distracted by the fact that he's holding her hand before snapping back into reality as he gazes at her hand, searching for the familiarity of a rune that isn't there/
you're not left handed, are you?
/he drops a hand with an almost regretful feeling in his heart, but immediately ignores the feeling as he holds out his left hand that has a voyance rune on it/ searching for this, but you dont have it, unsurprisingly.
/he stumbles back in disbelief and surprise as he blinks, before catching up with her again in a few stride/
well maybe he just so conveniently got lost every time i'm around, cause you know, i bring fun time and he doesn't-
/glances at the booths that she occasionally stops at, a thoughtful expression on his face as he speaks/
you believe in those tarot reading, don't you? like most mundanes do

plain normal humans...as if you're not human
she raises an eyebrow, apprehensive at first but somehow feeling within herself that there is nothing wrong with it she gives him her right hand
what are you looking for?
her eyes flashed with fury as she shoved him, uncaring of what he could possibly do to her
Simon is /not/ boring okay? That's my best friend you're talking about be careful. You know what? Whatever-
she pushes past him and starts to walk away, stopping at a few booths that catch her attention before moving again, now only half searching for Simon

mundanes are plain normal humans, like you. but maybe..not. let me see your hand.
/he says, holding a hand out waiting for hers as he tilts his head, growing curious at her words yet unable to help the snarky remark escaping him /
simon? a name that already sounds boring. i have to say, i have nothing to do with his disappearance, he sounds like a lot of boring time and awkward flimsy attempts at being cool

you keep saying that word. Mundanes. What does that even mean? You act like you're above everyone but you're just like me. The only difference is that you kill.
she stops talking as he gets a little closer, staring her down as she leans back a little to avoid him yet unable to look away from his eyes
for...as long as I can remember. I guess always? I-I don't know
she shakes her head as if to break herself out of a spell and moves away
Simon is plenty of fun okay? If only he would stop disappearing on me. That's when you always seem to pop up

call me a monster if you want, but you mundanes never learn how to appreciate people like me doing the dirty job and protecting you guys
/shrugs a shoulder coolly before leaning down a little to stare into her eyes, genuinely intrigued/
how long has it been since you felt like that? and it's a good thing you're here cause this place is probably more fun than your mundie best friend

she stops suddenly as to avoid running right into him and looks up at him in annoyance
monsters? the only monster i see here is you. there's no reason for me to be scared. besides I don't have to answer any of your questions now do I? no. but if you /must/ know...I don't know what I'm doing here okay? I just felt this pull to this place but now I regret it because you're here and I can't find my best friend.

you actually got that right. both the looking for victims part and the killer part
/he says, smiling proudly as he steps in front of her, blocking her view/
at least i know im doing good by killing. you know there are monsters 'round this place, you sure you wont get scared, little girl?
anyway you didn't answer my question, what are you doing here?

taking a deep breath, she resists the urge to run the guy through with a sword, an idea that seems to get better and better every time she sees him
what are /you/ doing here? this doesn't seem like your scene. what? looking for more victims?
shakes her head and sighs in exasperation as she resumes her search for her best friend
you know I don't even know why I'm talking to you, you're a killer.

of course it's me again. people tend to be pleasantly surprised when they see me.
/grinning, he leans against the wall as he keeps his gaze on her, swiftly opting to ignore her comment about her name/
what are you doing here anyway, little girl, this doesnt look like a place little girls like you hang out at

heaving a sigh after losing Simon for the third time, she readjusting the strap of her bag and glanced around, her eye stopping at the sight of a rune she knew she knew, yet couldn't place how she knew it. as she tried to rake through her memories for some form of explanation, a voice instantly brought her back to reality. spinning around with a gasp, her surprise quickly turned into annoyance as she rolled her eyes.
You again. My name is /not/ little girl. It's Clary, get it right.

/strolls around the place, mostly just trying to blend in by pulling the hood of his jacket up, his face hidden in the shadow as he passes by the various booths, until he sees a familiar face and grins/
oh hello little girl, fancy seeing you here