Jace truly didn't think what Gia had said was true, until he saw her. Then he knew. He just knew. You could tell in her entire appearance. Her hair a deep natural red symbolizing the fire coursing through her veins. Then there was the water blue eyes that were so blue it was quite difficult for him to even look at them, while it was physically impossible for him to look away. The pupil of her eyes seemed to fade into the electric blue of her iris, making them look almost alive. Showcasing the water in her very being.
Her skin was dark and earthy, a natural golden color symbolizing the earth that was tied to her very DNA. Then finally, her essence breathed innocence yet darkness, like air. A suffocating yet undeniable need for life. Fire. Water. Earth. Air. She was all of them rolled into a seductress, a tight lithe body that would have any sane man dropping to his knees.
Her eyes inquired Jace with near . . . amusement. Yeah, he didn't like that. "See something you like, kitten?" He asked and her eyes slammed up to meet his own, he waited for the untimely flush most females got when he called them on their ogling, but it never came. A small smirk played at full, poetic lips, one that could challenge his, and that's saying something.
"Perhaps, but not as much as you." She purred, winking at him. He ignored the tightening in his nether regions, thankful for the tight pants that thankfully hid the tent that would have formed. His jaw tightened and her eyes trailed over to Gia, Isabelle, Alec, and Magnus.
"Magnus, love, you look great for an old man." She said simply and turned back into her kitchen, going back to making tea. Magnus merely rolled cat like, glowing eyes and took in her body.
"Yes and you've kept in shape, Clarissa." He purred right back and she turned, a wicked glint and smile overtaking her facial features.
"What can I say? We're both gorgeous." She said, leaning forward, giving Jace and anyone else a very, very nice view of cleavage belonging to full round breasts, yes, perfection.
Jace didn't like it, mainly because of the effect it was having on him, but still, he didn't like it. "Clary, we're here to speak with you about certain . . . developments." Jace nearly snorted at Gia's comment, Clary, however, did. She turned, warm blue turning to cold ice in the matter of a seconds. It sent an unwelcome surge of pride through Jace's chest as he watched her.
"Developments?" She very nearly spat the word, "Why don't we just say what we mean, Gia, no need to sugar coat it. You forget I've fought in countless wars." She waved her hands animatedly like it was obvious, before rolling her eyes and turning back to her task at hand.
Gia scowled at her back, before schooling her facial features. "Right, someone is killing, in the same way Sebastian had and it's becoming harder and harder to keep quiet. Our kind are dropping like flies." Gia said with an indifferent shrug. Clary didn't react like Jace had expected, meaning, she didn't react at all.
She merely turned off the stove and poured the steaming water into the sink before pouring cold water into the hot metal pot and looking up at Gia with true indifference. "Okay." Clary said, she didn't even blink out of character, merely poured the colder water back out and set the metal down, exiting her kitchen with ease and confidence.
"Okay?!" Gia's voice was shrill and Jace, along with everyone, but Clary, grimaced. Clary just walked around, straightening up her apartment as if it were a normal Monday night.
"I just told you, that some psychotic bastard is killing our kind like every other minute, in the same way your evil brother had and all you say is 'okay'?" The shrillness had nearly turned to hysterics and Alec glanced at her with a twinge of annoyance at the shriek of it. Jace merely stared in amusement.
"Frankly, Gia, yes. Because I warned all of you, decades ago that this could happen. With Magnus and the angel, as my goddamn witnesses. All of you shoved up your snotty noses and basically told me to go fuck myself. So give me one reason why my answer should be anything but, 'okay'?" Clary snarled, fury lacing her voice and shielding her eyes as flame slid along her arm in a wisp like fashion of barely contained rage.
Gia didn't have an answer, she swallowed thickly and cleared her throat. "Clary, the war with your Valentine and Sebastian had just ended. We all figured that there was no way anything like that could happen again . . ." Gia trailed off before releasing a relenting sigh.
"We were blinded by our own relief, many lost their lives. Brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, friends, daughters, sons; friends. Thousands died, everyone just wanted peace. Our need for silence and the calm, blinded the reality of just how far in the dark we had gone. You remember what it was like, blood painted the streets and rained from the skies. Everyone just wanted naivety. Hope." Gia murmured, Jace, Alec, and Isabella were tense behind Magnus and Gia.
The three of them hadn't been alive decades ago, they wouldn't reach their immortality for at least another half a decade. Female shadowhunters froze at twenty-one while the men froze at twenty-five and they were all eighteen, so Jace figured in three years Izzy would be frozen and he would be in seven, as would Alec.
Jace didn't understand the pain people experienced during the dark ages, but he knew it was paralyzing. Some had lost their minds, others their souls, while the unlucky ones lost families and loved ones. Then there were some, who just lost, forgotten in the midst of bloodshed and horror. It sent a shudder of pity and anger through his veins. Three people stood in this room, each of them knowing the pain he was imagining and each looking dead inside by it.
"I understand, Gia. I mean, I was smack in the middle of it all." Clary reminded them and both flinched. Magnus ruffled his hair and released an emotion huff of air, his eyes glistening for a fraction of a second.
Gia nodded, "We're asking for your help. With utmost respect and hope, we really, really need your help, Clary." Gia was on the verge of begging and it was so uncharacteristic of her that Jace couldn't stop his features from twisting in surprise.
Clary stared off to the side for a while, so quiet that Jace briefly wondered if she were even alive. Then she looked directly at Gia, her eyes flaming with uncontained excitement. "I'm in."