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He's in the training hall jumping from pillar to pillar. Balance was key

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An abundance of shopping is to be had to account for @MightyInSorrow'day.

Alec rolled his eyes. It was rare that he let himself relax, let himself out of the institute when not in duty. But tonight he was doing such. He leaned his cue stick against his frame while leaning back against the wall. "You can try. Pool is like archery, my game"

He's already ventured to Paris an Tokyo, he knows of the world yet the Clave need their reports. He may have indulged in a few whiskeys after Magnus was called away. "You gonna play or keep staring there dumbfounded?"

A rare sight indeed. One that he probably shouldn't get used to. Funny— has he forgotten this is his kind of game? He's raking the balls up to start from scratch

He's taken a personal day— apparently it's frowned upon to not. . . Is he joining him?

Perhaps, but needs must.

Quickly diffusing the situation. The remaining Nephilim putting their blades back in their sheaths and ordered back to work. Hands clasped together behind his back as he advanced to the warlock. "Shadowhunters get.. Testy when surprised."

He followed the sounds of distain and distress only to find the warlock being the center of attention

After all of that, comes paperwork. The Clave need a paper trail— But—

Cue his features scrunching up. A rune for forgetting that's more like it

Was there any other reason the Lightwood would be out of bed? That is not necessary.

End— no. But there will be catastrophy if he doesn't get paperwork done.

Perhaps. But needs must, unfortunately