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Did she not know about Shadowhunters? Had she been living in isolation, or was it just plain ignorance? He didn’t question it immediately though, merely regarding the stranger and relaxing a little more. He was still ready, of course he was. But he meant no harm, so long as she wasn’t preparing to attack him or any mundanes. Those were the rules.

“You lived here?” Alec repeated, looking up at the building curiously for a moment before back at her. His head tilted a little at her question, unable to stop himself from smirking ever so slightly. “It’s my job to know what downworlders are up to,” he repeated calmly. “It’s my job to protect both the shadow world and the mundane world. Call me a peace-keeper, if you will,” he added with a shrug. 

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Alec was much more relaxed than before, hand no longer on his blade. But if he needed to use it, it certainly wouldn’t be difficult to draw his weapon and protect himself or anyone else.

“I thought you’d have recognised what I am by my runes,” he said curiously, gesturing to the marks, almost like tattoos, on his skin. “I’m a Shadowhunter. But I don’t mean any harm or disrespect. You understand that I’m just doing my job and making sure you’re peaceful, right?”

she’s still noticeably confused at the male’s words, for things are much different in l.a. as far as she’s aware, there are no ‘downworlders’ or ‘shadowhunters,’ and the countess doesn’t remember ever hearing of such things when she’d lived here. then again, she hadn’t been a supernatural creature…   ❛ i did. i grew up here before i moved to california. ❜   it’s all she says at first, listening intently to what’s said next.   ❛ i’ve never heard of your kind. ❜

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her words are a bit stiff, though, for elizabeth doesn’t like to be followed. not that she’ll do anything; she’s not that dumb. he’s armed, after all. the mention of the man’s runes, though, attract her attention, and she’s moving closer to him at a speed that’s very much so inhuman. not that the countess is at his side in a matter of a second, but it’s obvious that her speed is not normal. emerald gaze looking over his exposed skin, lips will then part.   ❛ i understand your purpose, but that doesn’t mean i like it. ❜   it’s nothing personal, but a hand lifts now to carefully move over his arm. all too often elizabeth pushes boundaries.   ❛ they’re beautiful. ❜   is all she says, but her head eventually lifts, focusing on him now.   ❛ where did you get them done? ❜   as expected, with her limited knowledge of his kind, she knows not that they simply appear.

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