Izzy walked into the main room where other familiars were keeping busy, mostly looking through a database of Witches and Warlocks in hopes of finding their intended person to assist or partner with. When not searching databases, the familiars took care of the Church and the other living areas that housed them. Some practiced their shape-shifting or any other gifts they possessed. Most were adept at magic as well, spell casting and learning more spells was another activity the familiars spent time on.
As they made their way through the main room, past other beings who looked at Izzy and Lydia but didn't bother with them. Izzy finally went down another hallway that lead to the private rooms of the building. Lydia was amazed with the architecture of the church, and because it looked run down by any one without magical abilities, no would bother with animals "hiding" in this building.
Izzy finally came to a stop at a door, and rapped on it, she waited for her brother to invite them in or open the door. She waited and then rapped again.
"Come in," his voice sounded tired.
Izzy walked in with Lydia following her, "hey big bro." Izzy walked to a elegant settee near his desk. She dropped down easily into the furniture and Lydia followed suit.
Alec eyed Isabelle skeptically, she didn't usually bring strangers to his office, his big oak desk had a computer on it and he had papers and other documents he was looking over. There were a couple of books on the corner, one was a spell book. The other about Warlocks and Witches in general, that book was open with a bookmark on a page. He recognized a Witch when he saw one but he didn't know this one, and thought maybe Izzy thought her familiar was in their Church. And if that is the case, it might easy to have them meet. Izzy was watching him but not saying anything, probably trying to access his mood. He had enough of the staring game, "who is this? And why did you bring her here?" His meaning clear, he was busy yet still managed a bored look.
"Moody as always, Alec." Izzy was unfazed by his demeanor. She was a little wary herself but knew that if Alec was ever to find his Warlock, every lead would be important. The one thing that was a priority for her was to see her big brother happy.
"Izzy ….", his tone was meant to tell her get to the point, he was not in the mood for twenty questions or any other foolishness that sometimes followed his sister around.
"Relax Alec," Isabelle gestured toward the blonde Witch beside her. "This is Lydia, she is a Witch," he rolled his eyes; he knew that by scent, familiars could tell a Warlock or Witch by scent or aura of their magic that surrounded the individual. Izzy continued, "she says she knows who your Warlock is and wants to help." Alec looked at the two women, before setting his hazel gaze that meant continue without saying a word.
"Wait..., I didn't say I know him." She paused slightly, "well, I know his name but I've never met him." When the two siblings gave her a glare that said more than she wanted to deal with, she pushed forward with her explanation, "but I know where he lives, sort of," she sighed, this is harder than she thought. "Okay, I know where he hangs out for a fact. And I know deep in my heart you were meant to be together." As Lydia continued she felt conviction in her words, she was starting to feel embolden. Lydia held her head high, she was confident but these familiars were tough. Just when she needed it most she felt an a warm embrace, she knew it was from John, encouraging her to continue her quest. His more frequent presence told her she was on the right track. With his guidance she continued, "you sense where he is, but aren't able to reach him. He knows you are there but can't find you. You are circling each other but for some reason aren't making the connection." She gave Alec a hopeful plea, she wanted him to believe her; no, needed him to believe her.
Alec had felt the Warlock, he sort of knew where he should be looking. He used the technology they had at the Church to help himself but it was harder than he thought. There was no concrete way to know from a computer image if the person you were looking at is the one you should be with. They couldn't put out ads in a paper or an online forum, they kept themselves hidden for reasons. A Warlock or Witch with bad intentions could leave a familiar at their mercy or dead.
Alec's instincts guided him some but he had closed himself off far more than he thought and was having a harder time than most familiars would in their search. Yet, there was a Witch in his office offering information he couldn't find on his own. He knew he shouldn't waste this opportunity, he nodded at her. "Who is this Warlock, and where do I look?"
Izzy kept her giddiness to herself, her brother was actually accepting help and she was pleased. She would help as well but not interfere. She made a pact with herself, she would help the Witch so that her brother would be happy and then if the Witch needed something in return, she would do her best to help her. Alec gave Izzy a bored look, he knew she would not be able to contain her excitement for long, he hoped whatever information this Witch had would be brief and helpful. He didn't need his siblings bothering him on his quest.
"He's in the Brooklyn area, he has a penthouse, I can get you within a block but I'm not sure the exact address either." Lydia thought this was helpful information but like everything with these two familiars, nothing was easy. She could have given Alec the name but for some reason, she was feeling the romance of a first meeting and kept it to herself.
This irritated Alec, he knew that, its why he prowled the same area almost every night and only catching faint traces of magic but enough to know he was near, and he was almost certain which penthouse but didn't know how to make his presence known. He tilted his head to the side and was about to say, that's it? When Lydia immediately started speaking again.
Lydia knew she would need to tell him more things about how she knew what she did and based on his look, she wasn't winning him over, she quickly added, "I use a crystal ball, its part of my magical gifts but its not always reliable. It helps me mostly but sometimes it takes longer to figure out what it means. This time it did show me you and the Warlock." As she was feeling slightly useless, it occurred to her, the club. She knew Warlock Bane was there frequently and it would be easy for the two see each other. The rest would work itself out. "He goes to the same club every Friday night, he's there on Saturday's too but Friday is his night to be there. That's it, that's how you'll meet him." Lydia felt some excitement and was glad she remembered that detail about Bane. Izzy perked up and leaned into Lydia to whisper a plan for Alec and Warlock Bane.
If the human form of a familiar could show their feline ears and flatten them out in displeasure, Lydia was certain Alec Lightwood did just that, he growled a little but not loud enough to be threatening. She kept her ear to Izzy as she detailed their plan to pair up these two destined mates.
Alec was starting to feel flustered and blurted out "wouldn't it be easier to search for the penthouse? Maybe try that crystal thing again." Alec didn't like clubs, they were loud and people were constantly bumping into you. He had been to a few with his siblings, all he got out of it was a headache. Based on the private conversation between Isabelle and Lydia he knew he was in trouble. His eyes went wide with understanding, they were already planning his outing for Friday. "No, …. I didn't agree to anything," he glared but both ladies briefly looked at him and continued their own conversation. He put his head in his hands and waited for them to enlighten him about Friday. He mused its not that he didn't want to meet this Warlock, he had hoped it would not be at a loud club.
Alec felt resigned, "and the name?"
Lydia smiled, "I'll tell you on Friday at the club." Alec was about to protest, when Izzy grabbed Lydia and walked her out of his office. She had a new conspirator in helping her brother and she would take it.