Normally when Alexander came home, they would go out to dinner somewhere, the High Warlock liked spoiling his boyfriend, considering Alec's condition, Magnus opted for conjuring dinner for them. Sushi for the two of them and while he knew he should be feeding Alec food appropriate for a cat, there was no way he was going to treat his lover any differently despite the fact he was in a different form. Though Magnus did admit to himself, his Alexander was an amazing looking cat.
After dinner, it was time to work some magic. While Magnus was easily understanding Alec, he needed to find a way to communicate with him. He found a simple spell to cast upon Alec so that they could talk to each other. While Magnus could speak out loud, Alec could telepathically answer him, he had lengthened the spell for the duration of Alexander's condition. Once Alec was in his own body the telepathy would sever.
"Try it out Alexander, just think to me and I'll hear you," the cats eyes went wide with amazement at the possibility.
"I feel weird," was the only thing that Alec could think of to say off the top of his head. Magus smiled, he could now get information from Alec to help him with his condition.
"Do you remember anything, anything big or small when you were walking home?" Magnus needed some information, while he could unravel the spell. Anything to speed up the process would be great.
"No, I was lost in thought, trying to get rid of the stress from today. The Institute was too politically active. The madam inquisitor was in a mood today." Alec went through his walk backwards in his mind, "wait, I remember some guy going through his pockets, like he lost something. After I walked by, I felt a tingle of magic down my back. It felt faint and when I looked back the guy was gone." Alec shrugged. "I didn't think about it, I thought it was me coming down from stress." Alec then stretched his haunches and flexed his paws, releasing his claws. "Wow, they look sharp," he picked his paw up and stared at his his claws. He bit down on them to sharpen them more.
"Focus Alexander, anything else?" Magnus knew there were be some feline traits but was hoping that if he kept his lover focused that his feline traits would be minimal.
Alec was finished with studying and biting his claws then answered his boyfriend, "hmmm, what? I want to scratch something. Your couch looks amazing and could easily sharpen these up," Alec eyed the living room with new interest.
"Don't you dare claw my couch." Magnus produced a small ball of magic that he would throw at him. He wanted Alec to know he was serious about not touching his couch or any other piece of furniture in the loft.
Alec eyes became slits, with a glare, and with ears back, he looked at Magnus; challenge accepted. He would show his boyfriend that he could do whatever he wanted. Alec shook his head, where had those thoughts come from. He straightened his ears and blinked at Magnus, then remembered to answer his question. "I remember seeing dust in the air but I thought it was kicked up from the street by the wind."
Magus shook his head in understanding. Hopefully some of this dust would be on Alexander's gear by the door. He would be able to use it or at least know which ingredients to create it in conjunction with a spell. "Alright Darling," Magnus grabbed some gloves and a small bag container from a kitchen drawer then made his way to the gear.
While Magnus was taking his samples from the bow and boots, Alec made his way to the couch. He eyed it with a new outlook. The wooden legs looks positively perfect for him to stretch his front legs and toes, maybe even extend his claws just a little bit. Magnus wouldn't notice, would he? The shadowhunter cat sat on his back hind legs and stretched his body up toward the seat of the couch, he was amazed at how nimble his body was and he wasn't using an agility rune. Alec was about to unleash is new weapons on the wooden leg when he was startled by a 'NO! Get your furry butt away from that couch!' Magnus caught him. Alec was so surprised he ran under the couch to hide.
"I didn't do anything," Alec mumbled from under the couch. He was feeling a little remorse but not much. He really wanted to dig his claws in, he would have to wait til later he decided. He knew these new feelings and urges were odd but he was done fighting them, he wanted to let loose and he was embracing everything new for him.
Magnus collected what little dust he could find, he would have to study and test the dust. He walked to the couch, bent down to take a look underneath. He knew Alec was under it and not coming out until he coaxed him. He probably shouldn't have yelled at him but his shadowhunter wasn't being himself.
"Alexander, please do me a favor darling. Don't give into your feline instincts so easily. Remember you are still you," he looked under the couch with hopeful cat's eyes, he wanted to bond with Alec in a cat way to get his feline form to trust him. It worked because he knew his boyfriend loved his warlock mark. Alec blinked his hazel eyes at him and Magnus' gentle smile was rewarded when Alec immediately moved from underneath the couch to rub up against his face. The Warlock took the moment to scoop up his lover before another cat instinct kicked in and carried him to his apothecary room. It would be best to keep his lover near him.
Magnus was going through a spell book on shape shifting, while he had no problem turning people into things, he wasn't a fan of changing himself into anything. After all he was perfection, why bother. He was confident in his abilities and didn't need subterfuge to achieve his goals. He was glad to have books on the topic and the dust was from the Seelies. Whomever used their magic on his shadowhunter clearly had an acquaintance or more with them, enough to be gifted with powders to enhance their spells. Another thing the High Warlock of Brooklyn never needed.
The Warlock conjured a modest sized cat bed that would fit on the work table near him, it was his best enticement for the hazel eyed cat. Alexander had fallen asleep in the bed near Magnus, the black cat curled into a ball, as was happy being close to Magnus without disturbing his work. Alec's cat behavior warmed his heart. His Shadowhunter needed to be near him no matter the circumstances. Alec's purring was a comfort to Magnus, and only stopped when Alec had fallen into deep sleep.
Knowing that Alec was completely passed out, allowed him to use his magic more extensively on him without disturbing him. He needed answers, and if he knew the Warlock who cast the spell the easier it would be for him remove the spell. Every Warlock had their preferences for their magic. While he could unravel any spell, it was easier if you knew the origin.
