Annabeth and Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood’s

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"Yeah I think that I might be kind of lucky," he said nodding. When she asked how, he froze. How could he explain to her that it was magic that did it. "Umm...I-I fell," he said, "Yeah, I tripped and fell some ways to the wall." He nodded again when he said the last part. He knew that it sounded shaky but it was the best think that he could say.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

She lifted an eyebrow at that. Seeing as the way he had said it was a little shaky. Like he wasn't quit sure about how he really did it. Nodding slowly. Then said slowly seeing as it sounded a little ridiculous to have happened that way. Seeing as the only thing she could picture when he said that was; was Whily Cyotaie falling down the stairs and then roiling some more and hitting his head off of a wall. Saying. "It's okay if you don't really remember- or don't really want to tell me."

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Tristan ignored her eyebrow raising and skepticism in case that made him seem like he really was lying. Instead he shrugged. "I can be clumsy sometimes," he said acting as if it pained him to say it, which it did a little. He finally made eye contact with her confident that she wouldn't be able to tell he was lying. He would tell her the truth sooner than later anyway. "So. I really want to get out of here. I wonder if I ask the doctor he'll let me," he said thinking aloud. Maybe he could get the doctor to release them.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah shrugged at his thinking out loud. "Maybe-- although I have a feeling you might need something to sweeten the deal. Seeing as you hit your head that hard. But maybe they'll let you go seeing as your doing so much better." She said thinking that there was no way that she could do that with her doctor. The guy was a real stick up, but at least he had helped get her better.

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Tristan lifted the corner of mouth mischievously. "I can be very persuasive," he said. Right then, as if on cue, the doctor walked in and was headed over to Savannah's side of the room. "Excuse me. Yes I need to ask you something," he said motioning for the confused doctor to come over to him. As he was walking, Tristan was doing the spell to almost hypnotize the doctor. "Hi. I was wondering if we could get let out. Now," Tristan said. The doctor looked down at his notes and was going to say no before sighing. "Of course. There is no need to stay. I'll discharge you too," he said.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah had looked over when the doctor came in wondering what news he had. Then looked back when Tristan asked if he could ask him something then watched as the doctor started over to his side of the room. Frowning when he asked if both of them could be let go. Seeing as if she didn't know any better she would of thought he had somehow put the doctor under some kind of spell. Feeling her frown go even deeper when the doctor said that they could go.

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Tristan just smiled and looked over at Savannah as if to say 'See? Persuasive' before he turned back to the doctor who was getting off of the computer. "I just discharged both of you so you are free to go," he said and then left the room. Tristan got off of the bed and was stable as he got up. He went to Savannah's bed. "Need help?" he offered. Since he had been wearing normal clothing, he didn't need to get changed but he wasn't sure if Savannah had clothes to change into.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

"Ummm sure....although would you mind getting my clothes? There in the closet over there." She told him starting to sit up so that she could get out of the bed. Reaching up and resting a hand on her forehead seeing as she felt slightly dizzy from sitting in one spot for so long without moving. Thinking that once they were out of there she'd have to ask him about how he had gotten the doctor to agree so easily.

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"Sure," Tristan said quickly. He walked over to the closet and grabbed the outfit that was in there. He saw her holding the her head and he frowned. "Are you okay?" he asked as he walked back to the bed. He didn't think that she would still be bothered by anything since she would have healed by now. He rested the clothes on the bed as he looked over her with concern.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah nodded slightly bringing her hand down from her forehead. "Yeah, just a little dizzy.. after not moving for so long." She told him talking another moment before trying to stand so that she could get dressed. Seeing as he was looking at her with a bit of worry.

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"Oh okay. I thought for a minute that the smoke had bothered you more than I thought," Tristan said with relief. "Do you want me to go into the bathroom when you change or do you want to go in there?" he asked wanting to give her privacy.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

"No, I'm fine from the smoke.. it's just that sometimes I get dizzy when I sit up to fast after being sitting somewhere for so long without moving. Ya know?" She told him to make sure he understood and that he wouldn't be to worried about the fact that it might of been the smoke that had done it. "Um would you? Although it shouldn't take too long for me to change."

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"Oh okay. That happens to me sometimes. I just didn't want to leave here if you really were sick," Tristan said. He nodded and said, "Of course. You come get me when you're done." He walked over to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Tristan pretty much stood there admiring the bland bathroom.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah got up and pulled off the bad cover up that they'd given her when they had emitted her. Closing the drape again so that it wrapped around her bed, so that none of the nurses could see in, or anyone just passing by didn't see her changing. Slipping into her bra and shirt first before quickly pulling on her jean. Looking around for her shoes for a moment. Before finally finding those as well and slipping them on after she had her socks on. Slipping the drape open again before walking over and knocking on the bathroom door saying through it: "Okay, I'm ready--" so that he could come out and they could leave.

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Tristan heard her and quickly opened the door. "Good. So your all set?" he asked checking the room to make sure that he had everything. Seeing he did, he clasped his hands together and matched the pointer fingers to his lower lips. He was slightly nervous to if they were just going to be able to leave the hospital. They should be able to since he had gotten the doctor to release them. It might just be better if they teleport them to his house so no else will see them.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

"Yep, I got everything so I'm good. You get everything too?" She asked not having seen him get anything wondering if all he'd came with were the clothes on his back and nothing more. Still wondering how he had convinced the doctor to let them go so easy.. it almost seemed impossible. It should of been impossible with what they'd both gone through.

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"Yeah this was what I was wearing when I came in so its all I have," he said with a nod. He decided on teleporting so he was just going to distract her so he could grab her hand before doing it. "Hey, who's that?" he asked pointing to the door. It was fairly obvious that it was trying to be a distraction but he held her hand and quickly teleported them to his house in a remote mountain. They landed on the front step but it wasn't cold since he had put a spell around the house to keep it regular temperature.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah had just gone to look out the door when he'd pointed asking who it was out there. When she had felt him grab her hand and-- and.. What? Teleported them someplace? That stuff only happened in movies and syfi things. Looking around not recognizing the place, that they were at now. Whipping her head back around to look at him after looking around and seeing that they were on a mountain side. Not understanding how it wasn't colder up here when it should of been. Asking in a frantic voice "What just happened??"

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Tristan smiled nervously. "I teleported us here to one of my houses," he said trying to sound casual. He wasn't sure how it came out since he didn't really know how to tell someone this. He had never told any human that he was a wizard. "I'll tell you more about it inside," he said. He opened the door and it opened up to a seemingly larger house than how it appeared from the outside. It was kind of modern looking and it had a lot of white and silver but it somehow looked homey.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

If she hadn't been so surprised she might of called him crazy or yell at him that she wasn't going in his house. Instead she found herself agreeing and then fallowing him in. Looking around seeing that it had a lot of sliver and white to it. Although in some strange way still manged to fell homey. Turning to him a minute later saying "Okay--- so how in the world did you teleport us here? That stuff isn't suppose to be real. It's stuff that you see in Syfi movies and shows and read about in books..."

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Tristan went into the large kitchen and asked, "Do you want anything?" He leaned against the counter and motioned that she could sit at one of the stools next to the island. "I used magic to teleport us and it is obviously real. I'm a wizard so I'm able to do other magic besides teleporting as well," he said. He tried to make it sound casual hoping that it would make her believe him more and for her to calm down. Being inexperienced in telling others about magic, he didn't really know how to say it. So he said it outright.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

((ahhh I didn't even see this!))

Savannah nodded slowly making a 'uh-huh' sound. Going over and sitting down on one of the bar stools he'd waved at. "Uh--- some milk if you have it." She said seeing as she'd had enough water for the next week. Taking that in, still not believing it. "So...... let me get this straight-- you do magic and it's just not something someone made up and started putting it in movies and shows and everything else. Does anyone else do it? I mean they'd have to right? Unless you just went to the book store one day and picked up one of those weird witch books and learned how too all by your self like one of those 'how too' books."

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((its okay it happens to me a lot))

Tristan nodded going to the cabinet. Once he had a cup, he poured the milk into the glass. Turning around he walked to the island in front of her and set her glass down. "Yep I do and I like it. No its fake. There is also a grain of truth in the myths. Isn't that the phrase?" he asked himself thinking. Shrugging, "There are others like me. I was taught by my parents when they were still around. I don't think that I could have used a "Magic for Dummies" if that's what you're asking. I wasn't that good in the beginning."

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

((Oh, okay. Now I wont feel as bad for not seeing it right away.))


Savannah picked the glass up and took a sip as she listened to him. Yeah, she'd been talking about a 'magic for dummies' seeing as they seemed to have everything else in those books. She'd even used one; one time to repair the drain in her kitchen. Shrugging seeing as she'd never heard of that phrase before. Although then again- she'd always thought magic was just a myth and not real either until a few minutes ago. "Yeah, that was what I was asking.Okay, so--- what? You come from a long line of wizards and witches or something?"

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((that's good (: ))

Tristan leaned back on the counter so he was facing her again. He nodded before saying, "Yeah I did come from a long line of wizards. My parents were and their parents and so on. My family would occasionally marry humans so the magic so still very strong."

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah nodded her head once. Up and then down. Holding on to the glass he'd given her seeing as she felt like she needed something to anchor her to the ground at the moment. "Okay..." She said trying to come up with something more to say. Then went on after a beat of silence. "I can sort of understand all of this, maybe a little better than I would actually like to say or even eminent but, none of this explains why you risked teleporting me here with you. Not knowing how I'd react, seeing as I'm just a human nothing more. I don't have magic or any kind of special powers or anything."

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Tristan knew that he was going to have to tell her that she was like him soon and listening to her confirmed it. "You'll get used to this soon enough," he started before sighing. "You know how they said that they couldn't find the source of the fire? Sometimes magic, when uncontrolled, takes the form of the elements, like fire. That is what happened. Your magic started the fire," he said slowly saying that she wasn't just a human anymore.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah felt like someone had just slapped her in the face. She had asked about the dream, about what had caused the fire. And the Firefighters had written it off as bad wiring. But she had; had doubts about that. Seeing as not that long ago they had called someone to come out and fix some of the wiring. And her dad had watched the guy do it and he had explained what he was doing. Even though he hadn't had to do that seeing as her father had been a tech guy but had quite and hadn't wanted to do it himself. So he had called someone in to do it, and watched to make sure he done everything right. Shaking her head sliding the glass aside. "No... no. You're wrong, I was in bed asleep when the fire started,--- I couldn't of had anything to do with it."

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Tristan saw her shock of hearing that and he knew that she should have eased her into that more somehow. He didn't really know how but he could have figured it out. "You didn't need to be fully awake for that to happen. Your powers might have just come in while you were asleep. They could have also been there but flared and burst out causing the fire. You might not have had anything to do with it but your powers did," Tristan said.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah started shaking her head, back and forth. Back and forth. "No,--- my parents were every-day people, not someone with magic powers..they had normal jobs, that they went to and got paid for doing." She told him still half in shock. If he couldn't change her mind soon-- actually she wasn't sure she WANTED him to change her mind.-- she would start thinking he was crazy and had kidnapped her.

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((sorry!))

Tristan nodded. "I'm sure they were. Its not always directly hereditary. A past relative could have had it or it could just be you. Magic is weird that way but you do have magic," he said calmly and slowly. He took a step closer to her hoping that maybe she would start to believe him.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

((It's okay. But---- HI!!!!!!))


There was no way he could be right.. the fire had been a freak accident. Nothing more. Even if she had; had that dream about the fire the same night it happened. It hadn't been anything but that. Just a dream. Nothing more. Knowing she should back away from him, try and run away.. do something! But she didn't. She just stood there as he came closer to her. "That doesn't make any sense, how could I be the only one in the whole family that has it? Why would I have it?! I'm nothing special, I'm like every other human being out there. I go to school, at the same time every day, go home help with dinner and chores... go to bed on time. It doesn't make sense. Why me?"

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((Hi!))

Tristan said, "I know what you're talking about. I totally understand. Sometimes this happens. I'm not really sure why there is one person in a family that gets powers. Maybe its fate. I don't know. But you did get it. You are now making up a group of people who have been hidden for as long as there were humans. So you are special now, different from other humans. But that doesn't mean that you still aren't you. You are still the girl who will willingly cook for random people." He smiled at the last part trying to her to cheer up.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah still wasn't sure about all of this. Out of everyone in her whole family why was she the one that got picked? Why her? There had been countless family members even before she had been born. And as far as she knew none of them had;had magic. And she was even more upset and scared that he might be right. And that she did indeed have powers. But couldn't help laugh at the last part about the cooking. Giving a smile for the first time sense they'd--- trasproted here. "I don't know about the cooking, seeing as there's only so many things I do actually know how to cook without burning."

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"That's better than me. The only that I know I won't mess up is cereal. And I occasionally spill the milk," Tristan said jokingly. He was glad to see her smiling since he had just started a very...different conversation with her that sounded impossible and crazy. Realizing that he hadn't seen her happy like that, he was determined to keep her smiling.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah didn't loss the smile even though what they'd just been talking about had been-- hard. And should of been unbelievable. But she was actually starting to think he was right. Now thinking back on it, it explained so much. So many things that she hadn't been able to explain. That not even her parents had been able to explain to her. "Well- maybe we can figure something out that's safe enough for us to cook." She said laughing softly, seeing as it was getting late and was going on around dinner time.

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Tristan nodded. "Sounds like a good plan to me," he said with a smile back. He knew that he should drop the subject of her being a witch for now since it was a lot to take in at once. Tristan stretched a little and said, "Why don't you sit and I'll magically cook us something? That way we'll be safe eating it."

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah wasn't to sure about that. She thought she'd rather risk chocking to death on something that they had actually made. Instead of him just--- magically doing it. Letting the smile fade a little bit, saying hoping that she wouldn't hurt his feelings. "Um--- I think I'd rather cook. It's not because I don't trust you, but I think I've had enough magic for one day."

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Tristan shook his head. "No, I should have thought about that. I totally understand. Would you like some help?" he asked her. He had forgotten how new this was to her so him just using magic probably wouldn't help her.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah was glad that she hadn't some how offended him. Seeing as if she had she might not be able to stay here with him without remembering it for the rest of the night. Although she would like some help seeing as she had no idea where he kept things. Trying to push everything magic out of her head for now. "Um yeah... That would be nice." She said starting to slid off of the bar stool she had been sitting on.

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Tristan smiled at her. He went over to the fridge and opened it up. "What do you feel like eating?" he asked. His voice was muffled slightly since he was leaning into the fridge. He had some left overs but they could always make something fresh.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah had thought about going and getting pots and pans out. But then headed over to the fridge to look in with him. Seeing he had some hamburger meet in there. "You wanna make some hamburgers?" Seeing as that was one of the few things she was actually good at making

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((sorry))

Tristan nodded without hitting her in the face seeing as she was pretty close. "Sure that sounds good," he said while grabbing the meat package out of the fridge. He walked to the stove and put the meat in the pan so it would start to cook.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah nodded stepping back when he went to close the fridge. So that he didn't hit her in the face. Before going and digging out a flipper so that she could flip the hamburgers once the bottom was cooked. Leaning against the island in the middle of the kitchen that was in front of the stove. Trying to come up with something to talk about so that there would be some noise.

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Tristan saw that she was ready and he leaned back against the stove so he was kind of facing her. He crossed his arms in front of him and looked over at her. He looked over her face quickly to see if she was okay since he was still a little worried about her.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah was still getting used to the whole 'your a witch' thing. Seeing as before today everything that had gone wrong she had just written it off as bad luck. Or sometimes--- Really bad luck. But now she wondered if everything that she had thought was simply 'bad luck' had actually been because of her powers. She knew now without any doubt in her mind she had started the fire that had burnt down her house. Just like it had killed her parents. Oh god. She had killed her own parents! She should be locked up, put in jail and then have them throw the key away. But who would believe her? No one. Seeing as there was no evidence pointing to her being the one that started it. To the outside world it had just been a very sad and tragic adticdent. Sitting down the flipper to run her hands through her hair, not caring that he could feel him watching her.

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Tristan could tell, even without using his magic, that she was starting to get upset. Usually he would have to use a spell to make him hear their thoughts or read their feelings, but he could practically see the gears moving in her head. He furrowed his eye brows and pushed himself away from the counter. With a step, he crossed the space between them and was at her side. Hesitantly, he put his arm around her shoulder and side hugged her. Tristan said quietly, "Its not your fault. Don't keep telling yourself it is, you're just going to feel guilty for something you didn't mean to do."

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

Savannah could tell that he was trying to make her feel better. Trying to comfort her and make sure that she didn't blame herself for what had happened. And didn't really mind the side hug he gave her either. Seeing as it did make her feel just the slightest bit better. But still didn't convince her that it wasn't her fault. "No.... it makes sense though. All the little things that happened before all of this. We just shook it off as bad luck, just a freak accident, ya know? But all of it had to be me, causing it without even knowing that I was."

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((so sorry. I forgot about this))

Tristan sighed. "It might not have been you. There's no proof if it was. For all we know, it could have been bad luck. But if it was, how would you and your parents even be able to see what was showing up? None of you knew about magic or possibly being a witch so you wouldn't have known to look for it," he said calmly. Tristan knew that this was hard for her but processing everything would be better if she didn't hold the blame against herself.

[Cassie 'The Thinker Go Go Go Go' Mis. Roben Goodfellow'\Isabelle Lightwood]

((No worries))

She couldn't disagree with him there. Because they hadn't known about magic or about witch's and warlocks. Yesterday she had thought the only magic was from the Harry Potter movies and witch's and warlocks were just things people made up. And so had her parents. So they had; had no way of knowing or even seeing if it was showing up. Only he would and she hadn't known him until yesterday evening. And as much as she wished she could go back and change things.. save her parents, know what was going to happen.. she couldn't. She might be a witch but she knew time travel was impossible. Letting out a deep breath nodding her head finally.