@AngelOfTroublee At the sight of the Younger Lightwood, he's jumping down from the beams, landing with precision that keeps his balance.
"Come to train?"
@WhippinNephilim - challenging look. Wanting to see for himself the extent at with there was error in her extensions
Going by the reports he'd read, they recalled a stiffening and forced movement when her right arm was raised high. He waited patiently.
@WhippinNephilim - of the field. But they had responsibilities and with the new threats coming by daily, he couldn't risk sending her out before she was even ready.
"Lift itโ"
He commanded suddenly. Leaning back with hands clasped together over his abdomen. He flashed her a -
@MightyInSorrow - undoubtedly beaming with delight of getting her own way and getting to take charge on her own mission. Isabelle was his sister but also a Nephilim soldier, and it was his duty was Head of the Institute to bestow such a task to her.
The -
@MightyInSorrow - closer to the warlocks, clinging to the last final moments before they were to part.
โI need a portal back to the city..โ
He said after a few moments. His mind turning different situations over and over. Heโs start with the lose ends in -
@WhippinNephilim - a tightness in the right arm during extensions."
He leaned back in his chair, eyes on his sibling with a disapproving gaze. She knew the rules and he knew the extent of the damage she was healing fromโ now.
@WhippinNephilim The sudden movement of papers had his gaze lifting but his reflexes were sharp enough to catch the stacked pile that started to fall before everything cascaded into a mess.
"Wounds take time to healโ your training for the field hasn't been signed off yet, something about -