try to keep it that way, please. i think the only way we know it spreads so far is through bodily fluids, so unless you're into making out with plague victims? you should be fine.
i take it you haven't heard much on that front yet.
[ is she fishing for information in her own roundabout way? undoubtedly. ]
[ She may not be too great at cooking, but she's at least got navigation nailed, since she manages to make her way around the city now without too much of a struggle (mostly because she's wandered around it enough trying to get her non-existent business booming by word of mouth but that's besides the point). It makes it easier for her to pick up an assortment of ingredients, gathering them together in a basket as she makes it to Clary's apartment.
In time, there's a knock at her door and a loud voice just outside of it. ] Your knight has arrived, your Highness!
[ the voice calling through her door is, with or without kate's earlier offer, absurdly familiar. clary smiles even before she reaches the door, swinging it open and stepping aside (and out of range, truthfully) almost immediately. the apartment might smell ridiculously clean when kate enters — another precaution to keeping whatever infection clary has from spreading. as tempting as it is to insist kate wear a mask, it doesn't strike clary as an order that will be heeded. an immaculate apartment will, at the very least, make up for that.]
My knight and her shining — [ her eyes drop to the basket, amused, and then back to kate's face. ] Basket. Shining basket. Thanks for coming by, by the way.
[ surprisingly, no one else has offered to feed her. maybe that's the consequence of knowing so many people that are likely shoddy cooks. ]
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But I'm definitely getting ready to go fulltime hero and knock some assholes out.
Or at least try to figure out what the futz is going on.
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i take it you haven't heard much on that front yet.
[ is she fishing for information in her own roundabout way? undoubtedly. ]
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Information's at a minimum at the moment.
Everyone's either a bit freaked or too suspicious to give up much.
[ She can't even annoy her way into it at this rate. ]
What's your status?
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[ humor: laugh because you refuse to cry. ]
that's what i figured.
there's been some chatter on the network, but i think they're all useless leads.
i'm at home for now. i was there when the initial explosion happened, but i'm sure you've heard all about it by now.
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[ !!! ]
Are YOU okay?? Do I need to go all Dr. Bishop on you.
I can make soup.
Or I think I can.
I mean it shouldn't be hard.
I can google a recipe.
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i'm counting that as a victory.
[ whether that constitutes as okay is anyone's guess, but she's conveniently skipping around the (disgusting) details for the moment. ]
have you ever made soup, kate?
[ not judging, not yet, but should clary be concerned... ]
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[ She does know that no one was actually injured at the scene. Even if sickness was an entirely different thing altogether. ]
No, but I have spunk and motivation and that's usually the only combination I need to get things done.
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[ "someone". very little can exceed izzy's poor culinary skills, but kate might be giving her a run for her money. ]
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[ Cruel!!! Maybe she can just make her a really damn good salad. Hard to screw that one up. ]
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i don't think i could feel any more disgusting than i already do, so let's try this again. i'll gladly be your guinea pig, doctor bishop.
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Consider me your knight in shining armor protecting you always, Ms. Fray.
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i'm a little less of a damsel in distress, but i'll let you know when i need a charming knight.
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I'm just looking for excuses to scoop you up! 😘
Give me like 20 minutes and I'll be there to raid your kitchen.
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i'll await your company with bated breath, sir knight.
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[ She may not be too great at cooking, but she's at least got navigation nailed, since she manages to make her way around the city now without too much of a struggle (mostly because she's wandered around it enough trying to get her non-existent business booming by word of mouth but that's besides the point). It makes it easier for her to pick up an assortment of ingredients, gathering them together in a basket as she makes it to Clary's apartment.
In time, there's a knock at her door and a loud voice just outside of it. ] Your knight has arrived, your Highness!
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My knight and her shining — [ her eyes drop to the basket, amused, and then back to kate's face. ] Basket. Shining basket. Thanks for coming by, by the way.
[ surprisingly, no one else has offered to feed her. maybe that's the consequence of knowing so many people that are likely shoddy cooks. ]