Jace was lazily draped over Magnus's sofa, Clary sat next to him. It really was rare to see Magnus so nervous, to see him pace the room lightly.
"So remind me why we have to meet this person again?" Isabelle asked, and the warlock turned to face her.
"Because she wants to meet you, and I can't really say no because I dated her brother once and she thinks that I should not have introduced him to alcohol and clubbing."
Alec bit his lip but didn't say anything, before the door burst open, blasted back by magic. A girl of about fifteen stood there, amber eyes glinting happily. Clary thought distractedly that Simon's friends would have adored her. She had long white-blond hair, with a beanie sat on top that had 'TROUBLE' stitched into the hem, black jeans with skeleton hands on the pockets, and a shirt that read 'DECIDE WHERE YOU RUN', and a long coat over the top of that, surely too big for her, altogether giving off the air of a shonen manga heroine. Magnus slapped a palm over his eyes.
"I told you, Nee, stop torturing my poor, overly expensive door…" he pleaded, and she hissed several times in succession, rather sweetly, before Clary realised that she must be laughing. Her gaze landed on Alec and she stopped laughing, before rushing over to him and clasping his hands.
"If Magnus has told you about him and my brother, let me assure you it did not mean anything to him and that..." her voice dropped, but when she finished speaking, Alec looked both pleased and surprised, while Clary blinked rapidly. This was the girl that Magnus spoke of? He spoke like she was a terrible woman!
The girl closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a secondary eyelid slid back with the normal seeming one, Isabelle giving a little strangled sound of surprise.
"So, may I say that all of you are extremely pretty?" she asked, grinning and showing off sharp teeth. Jace raised an eyebrow.
"Magnus, when did you create a female version of yourself?" he asked nonchalantly, and the girl frowned immediately.
"Baby Magnus is most definitely not a male version of myself. He's too young for that."
Alec choked. "Baby Magnus?" he asked in a strained tone of voice. Magnus looked embarrassed for once.
"Um…This is Neoma …Neoma Chandrake. Nee, this is Alec, Jace, Clary and Isabelle."
Neoma's amber eyes landed on Clary and she tilted her head, curious, doing the same to Jace.
"You have angel blood, don't you?" she asked gently, before grinning again. "And abilities from that. I would say that it makes you a precious thing to the Clave, or would do if he didn't have the ability to be more annoying than anyone would think possible." She slid her tongue across her teeth, grinning in such a feral manner that Clary was reminded of a cat taunting a pack of dogs – if it had snake's eyes, that is. They looked human enough, but the image of that white secondary eyelid had burned itself into her mind. Magnus looked actually ill at this point, as if she exhausted him.
Jace looked vaguely put out. "I am not more annoying than people think possible!" he pointed out, and she stared at him with a raised eyebrow for a few minutes, and then grinned.
"You blinked! I won!" she cheered, and Isabelle frowned.
"But you don't have to blink. That's unfair," Magnus pointed out. Neoma wafted her hands dismissively.
"Details."
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