The Pickman Center. Farthest classroom on the first floor. You can't miss it- I believe it's the only one that presently not suffering an overgrowth of vegetation.
[It takes a moment for him to open the door with all the vines in the way, but eventually he manages to get it open enough for her to step through.] Clary. Hey. Come on in. [He moves aside.]
Nothing I couldn't fix. [It stayed out of the cabinets in the back, which is where he heads. Jars of suspicious ingredients are stuffed into every available space, but a set of stoppered beakers glowing in different colors are what really draws the eye. He produces one in a faint aqua blue and shuts the door again, stepping over a vine. Thank the gods, he healed his limp. He'd be having a nightmare of a time right now.]
This is a tracking spell. You pour this on an object it will lead you to the person it belongs to.
I think I've seen something like it before. [ She smiles, small and lost in thought. Briefly she wonders how Magnus would get on with Mr. Gold. She doubts the results wouldn't be hilarious. ]
Would it work if she's in this void everyone's talking about? Do you know?
I sincerely doubt it. [He couldn't track Bae across the town line without that globe, after all. And whatever the Void is, it's more powerful than anything a simple tracking spell can endure.] But it will give you an answer- if she's in the city, this will find her.
[ She peers at the little bottle and then --. ] I don't have any money, but I could help you out here. Or go on errands for you or something? [ Her nerves fizzle under her skin like a firework about to blow but she still doesn't do anything with the bracelet.
Oh, I'm certain we can work something out later. [Or never. He's not really inclined to generosity, but Clary has been nothing but kind and clever in the time he's known her. She'd assist him without the need to be in his debt first, more than likely, so there's no reason to force her hand.
He holds the potion up to demonstrate his intent and pours it on the bracelet with ripples with a blue-tinted glow for a second.]
Doesn't do anything. The void then. She heaves a sigh and scrubs a hand through her hair. ] I guess that answers that. I made you waste a potion though, I'm sorry about that.
No harm done. You'd be surprised how in demand these spells are. [And how often they do... pretty much what that one did.] It's the sad truth that it doesn't often yield results, but it's better than not knowing.
[He gives her a sad, sympathetic look.] My condolences, Clary.
[ She nods, distracted now because there's a ringing in her ears and her heart flutters in her chest like it wants to burst free. She's just in the void, Clary tells herself, but that doesn't make it any different. ]
I'm gonna --. [ She motions towards the door. She doesn't want to cry in front of anyone. ]
But if you uh, need any help this week you can give me a call.
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are you all right?
[He is old and that is why he does not bother with proper capitalization. SIGH. phones.]
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[ Whatever, he's magic. She should just be honest but not yet. ]
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however, i have unearthed my shop. i might be able to manage something to find her, if you'd like.
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[ At least she understands magic. ]
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[Magic is awesome.]
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[ And she is, clutching the bracelet between her fingers as she raises the other hand to knock on the door. ] Mr. Gold? It's uh, it's Clary.
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I'm still in the process of salvaging what I can.
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[ She steps over a couple, then looks around. ] Did it damage much?
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This is a tracking spell. You pour this on an object it will lead you to the person it belongs to.
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Would it work if she's in this void everyone's talking about? Do you know?
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[ She peers at the little bottle and then --. ] I don't have any money, but I could help you out here. Or go on errands for you or something? [ Her nerves fizzle under her skin like a firework about to blow but she still doesn't do anything with the bracelet.
What if it can't find her? What then? ]
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He holds the potion up to demonstrate his intent and pours it on the bracelet with ripples with a blue-tinted glow for a second.]
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Doesn't do anything. The void then. She heaves a sigh and scrubs a hand through her hair. ] I guess that answers that. I made you waste a potion though, I'm sorry about that.
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[He gives her a sad, sympathetic look.] My condolences, Clary.
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I'm gonna --. [ She motions towards the door. She doesn't want to cry in front of anyone. ]
But if you uh, need any help this week you can give me a call.
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[He pauses and before she makes her exit, he adds, halfway over his shoulder.] My door is always open, should you need anything.
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[ She offers up the smallest of smiles and a little wave before she's disappearing out into the corridor. Don't worry Gold, you're her favourite. ]