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Today was a busy day for Alec at Wellspring Arms and elsewhere, but not in the bad way. And also, not in the way that involved doing a lot of work. Go figure.

First thing in the morning, the new suit that Kate had insisted on having tailored was dropped off, which left Alec in the unenviable position of having to choose between putting the suit on or having a garment bag slung over the counter of a weapons shop all day. He chose the former, which just left him looking like an unusually dapper weapons salesman for a while, but then he remembered the tie.

Right. The tie.

With ten minutes to go until the end of his shift and the start of the dance, Alec could be found hurriedly watching a Youtube video entitled 'How to Tie a Tie' and attempting to replicate what the guy was doing. He was doing a very poor job.

[[open shop, and yes, i do realize i made a weapons store post entirely about clothing. i apologize.]]

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Kate had still been considering if she wanted to actually go to this dance when she received a slightly panicked voicemail. Andwhile she was laughing about it, she wandered over to Wellspring like a good friend.

"So this guy I know called to ask about tying him up?" She joked as she came in. "What's that about?"

...sorry, Alec. Apparently that was hello now.

Hey now, Kate. It was a text. You couldn't detect panic in a text!

...unless you had met Alec and knew how flaily he could get. Okay, maybe panic-detection was possible.

Alec sighed, abandoning knot-attempt number six to set the tie down on the counter. "Is there any chance you know how to make this work?" he asked hopefully. "I forgot to worry about this when we were shopping."

Forgetting to worry was totally a cause to worry.

OR someone couldn't read plain English. That was also a possibility... Um.

"I should've checked," she said, feeling a bit badly for the worry. "I can do it. Come out from behind the counter first? Cause you're looking pretty good so far."

To be fair, Alec was seventeen years old. Humans of that age were generally expected to know how to dress themselves.

Alec made his way out from behind the counter and held out the tie. "Thanks. And, you know. Sorry."

Because this request was a tiny bit embarrassing, yes.

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She took the tie then took a second to look over the suit. "So we have excellent taste. You look hot." Was that inappropriate? Oh well.

Pft, apologies. Kate cared not.

"See, with your hobby, I'd have figured your family a go-to-church-every-Sunday family."

Huh.

"Well, my family lives in a church," Alec offered wryly, bending his knees somewhat so Kate would have an easier time with this tie business. "But not one with actual mass services. So the dress code doesn't generally involve suits."

Hint: It involved a lot of leather.

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To be fair, leather and churches together usually had...different connotations.

Kate reached up to flip his shirt collar up and pass the tie around his neck. Alec was kind of insanely tall so that was made more possible by him slightly bending, tyvm.

"If the dress code at your home included suits, I'd be wondering more about your tying issue," she remarked. "Why a church then?"

Fair question. "It's sort of... traditional," he explained, tilting his neck back somewhat now. Gosh, this was awkward. "Not for people's private homes, but - where we live is sort of a home base for New York demon hunters. It's called the Institute. They're usually in churches because of the hallowed ground."

Were you getting the super-special Mary Sue vibes yet, Kate?

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"...there are whole societies of demon hunters?" Kate asked. "Do they go by code names?"

What? Totally legit question, oh special one.

That was her question?

"Uh, no," Alec said with a small, wry smile. "We're called Shadowhunters, but we don't have... individual code names. I think that's mostly just in movies about people who wear capes."

"Like you can diss people who wear capes when you go by the name 'Shadowhunters,'" Kate snorted. "Why did you get to live at home base as it were? Though I'm totally just being nosy & curious now."

She tugged him back low enough & looped the silk carefully through the knot and adjusted the dimple. "Nice."

"Thanks," Alec said sincerely, glancing down at himself and deeming it satisfactory. "My parents help run the New York branch. Well, them and my family's tutor, Hodge."

He paused. "What, do you know any people with capes? Somehow I thought you'd... object on grounds of fashion or something."

That was really a compliment. Remember his old sweaters. He had the utmost respect for you and your clothes sense, Kate.

Sorry, Alec, but Kate was definitely sort of thinking of the Shadowhunters as some established group of superheros. Apparently she'd need a bit more Fandom time to stop that.

"Fashion is trumped by tradition sometimes," Kate said thoughtfully, smiling at his checking of the tie. "Like with capes. ~~And spandex~~."

Did leather count?

"But not when it's traditional to wear certain kinds of sweaters?"

No. Never.

[[YOU SAW NOTHING]]

Kate raised an eyebrow at him.

Really, Alec? Really?

"Not the same thing?"

"If I ask your friend who's here about the tradition of ugly ass sweaters, he'll agree?" Kate asked.

Not the same thing.

The leather totally counted though. So did the runes really.

"I can't have my own tradition separate from Jace's?"

Historically, no.

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"That's not a tradition. That's a habit," Kate informed him with a quick grin. "Nice try though."

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"And I can't even claim that it's something only the people born into my family do," Alec sighed. "My sister dresses like you. With pointier shoes."

Izzy wore 80... okay, 85% purple on a daily basis?

Kate looked down at her totally adorable flats. "Flats look weird when pointy," she replied. "But your sister clearly has awesome taste."

"For her I think it would be boots," Alec admitted. "And more black, less purple. But otherwise, the styles are similar. I think she'd like the dress you picked out for tonight? And she is definitely not a sweater fan."

"No one is a sweater fan," Kate pointed out. Because clearly Alec no longer counted there.

"And speaking of purple, thank you for the flowers," she remembered. "That was incredibly sweet."

"Oh, no problem," Alec replied. "I think this amount of emergency clothing tutelage is worth flowers. Not to mention your help with the... hamster thing."

He had no idea what to call it.

"...I keep wanting to tell people that story, but I doubt anyone will believe it."

"I was a guy a few weeks back," Kate pointed out. "It's not like a ...giant hamster-shark hybrid is that much stranger."

"The thing is, I know a few people here who think Fandom is the only place where supernatural kinds of things happen," Alec clarified. "And I think a giant hamster on the mainland might seem a bit terrifying."

She considered that. Considered what might have gone wrong if the hamster-thing had gotten away from them. Possibly she should stop leaping in without thinking about those things first.

Kate forced a smirk up at him. "Don't you mean a rogue chihuahua?"

Alec thought he had an idea of how she was thinking, but he didn't know whether trying to address it was the best option, so he gave her a smile right back. "Oh, of course," he said. "Silly me. That was clearly just an angry dog that posed no threat to the community, and we were out-of-line to attack it."

He even threw in an eyeroll. Mundies and their weird perspectives on things, yo.

Hey now, she was a mundie, and her perspective on things was totally normal tyvm.

"Well, we are bored ruffians who kick puppies," Kate confirmed. "It's a good look for us."

"Plausible, too," Alec said. "Two archers voluntarily selecting hand-to-hand -- uh, foot-to-torso combat -- against a small, fast target."

There was a real and utterly amused grin. "Because that'd be the best defense ever. 'Sorry, Officer, clearly we didn't go looking for this fight. We're archers.'"

Speaking of issues the mundies might have...

"I bet you we'd be asked if we're anything like that one television show," Alec groused. "And then we'd be arrested, most likely."

"Which television show?" Kate asked.

He better not be dissing ~~Arrow~~. That show was awesome.

"They couldn't arrest us for saying we're archers. They ended reg - I mean, they could think we're idiots, but"

"Bow, I think it's called?" Sorry ~~for the sloppy meta~~, Kate. "I just meant that as far as I know, mun-- people outside of certain communities tend to have strong reactions to people saying they use weapons. That's why I usually use glamours when I carry them."

"One, Bow is kind of awesome. Okay the main guy is a crappy archer, but the training sequences fun to watch." Because of the shirtlessness, yes.

"And two... yeah, okay. Civilians get weird around weapons." Kate shrugged. "It's pretty understandable. You don't know the other person's training or intentions. We usually had -" she changed the word quickly to avoid accidentally outing Billy "-a teammate magic us if possible. Which is what I'd figure 'glamour' is?"

Though glamour was one of those old words from fairy tales and elves. Kate was not going to ask if there were elves.

No elves, but there were faeries and stuff!

"I've only watched one episode," Alec admitted. "It seemed like they were making the aesthetics kind of the point."

Aaaaarms.

"And... basically. Shadowhunters don't really love the word 'magic' to describe what we do, but they're not... worlds apart or anything."

~~Man, Alec correcting Kate was so much mellower than Alec correcting Clary. Shocker.~~

"There's nothing wrong with the aesthetics being the point, Alec," Kate teased, reaching to pat him on the arm.

Her lips quirked at the correction. "Close enough for government work?"

Well, Kate isn't moving in on Alec's man. *cough*

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