The Complicated Existence discussion

This is just Shadowhunting RP in general, the exact location is up to those with 1st comment that time. Keep in mind that this isn't CHB, Hogwarts, or other, this is THE SHADOWHUNTING UNIVERSE. Please make a TMI/TID charrie before posting.((Please refrain from TID/TMI spoilers))

Cara looked up at the New York Institute. The last time she'd been here she hadn't been very useful. In fact, some Shadowhunters had said she was the opposite of useful. Of course, it wasn't her fault the fireball showed up. That was why she was surprised when she got a fire-message telling her to come here. But come she did. Taking a deep breath, she reached out and knocked on the door.
((also is the fire-messaging thing called fire-messages? I forgot.))

((I am very mad at you Gabbu. You don't love me enough.))

((She hasn't even updated the rp lol))

There was a knock on the door.
Taylor looked up from her studies, grateful for the distraction. Since no one else was home, she went to open the door herself, to find...

Cara looked up as the door opened. She looked at the kid, waiting for her to say something.

Taylor eyed the stranger uncertainly. It was probably the warlock all the adults had been discussing (as if no one else could hear them)."Hello. I'm Taylor. You are...?"

"Cara." She said. "I was summoned, by someone whose name I forgot."

Taylor shrugged."Can't help you there. However, I'm not sure where the not-at-all-responsible adult figures are, and I have no idea why you've been summoned here."

"Good." Cara said, turning around. "I can leave then."

Taylor grabbed Cara's shoulder. "I wouldn't recommend that. My parents, Jace and Clary, should be home any minute now."

"Great, I can wait."Cara said, spinning around.

Soon, parental units arrived.

Cara looked at the adults, waiting.

Taylor greeted her parents, then (after Jace started yelling at her) hastily returned to her studying.

Cara stood patiently.

((idk why Cara is here, so stop avoiding being Clary and/or Jace.))

Ben peeked his head out of the door, looking sideways at Cara. "Who're you?" he frowned.

"Ben!" scolded Taylor.

((I don't know why she's here either. I just needed a reason to show up.))
"Cara." She repeated. "I got a fire message."

"Go back inside," Jace said, and the kids (reluctantly) agreed. Then, the adults were left to talk.

Ryan ran down the stairs. "Who is it?"

"A warlock named Cara. And be quiet, I'm trying to study," Taylor said.

"You're studying?" Ben and Ryan exclaimed, both sounding shocked.

"Ah." Ryan said knowingly.

Taylor's head shot up from the book.
"What did you do?"

"Nothing," Ryan said.

"Ooooh, Ryan," Ben teased.

"Ryan. What did you do?" Taylor repeated.

Ryan laughed. He ran back up the stairs.

"Ryan James Herondale, get your [censored] down here right now!" Taylor yelled.

"Can't! I have to study." Ryan yelled back.

"I'll get mom!" Taylor threatened. Ben giggled and received a good smack.

Ryan ran into his room and locked the door.

Taylor ran up the steps, slightly hindered by her height. When she finally reached Ryan's room, she drew an Open rune.

Ryan hopped under his bed.

Taylor yanked Ryan from underneath his bed. Even though he was almost a foot taller, it was obvious she was the commanding presence. "What. Did. You. Do?"

"I sent some warlock a fire message," Ryan said, pulling away from Taylor.

"Ryan!" Taylor exclaimed. "You idiot."

"What?" Ryan asked. "I didn't think she'd actually show up."

Taylor rolled her eyes. "She got a message from the Institute! Of course she'd come!"

Ryan shrugged. "Not my problem."

Taylor crossed her arms and glared at Ryan.

"It was a joke," Ryan said.

Taylor didn't say a word, continuing to glare and cross her arms.

"What do you want me to do?" Ryan asked. "It's to late now."

"You could apologize," Taylor suggested, talking to Ryan as if he was a 3-year-old.

"What? Nonononono," Ryan said shaking his head.

"Ryan!" Taylor heard her parents call from downstairs.
She smirked. "Don't think you've got a choice."

"C'mon Taylor. They're eat me alive. Cover for me," Ryan begged.

"Your fault," Taylor said.

"Please!" Ryan got on his knees. "Just tell them I'm not here. Or blame Ben!"

"I have to study," Taylor said, running out of the room.