Izzy wasn’t dating a vampire, but she understood the sentiment, anyway. And hearing Alec give her a reminder that she wasn’t like Maryse, either version of her, was a relief even if she hadn’t realized that was exactly what she needed…he wasn’t her version of her brother, but he still understood her, generally speaking. Isabelle Lightwood was not her mother, and she wanted to keep it that way; she never wanted to cross that line and be someone that she didn’t feel she was. “I wouldn’t do a lot of things that she would.” Izzy nodded, choosing to believe, for now, that he was right. She’d definitely never treat her children (should she ever even have any) the way that her mother had treated her, or apparently Alec in his home.
Izzy didn’t like the idea that her brother might need to get out before their mother could start to attack him with her degrading digs, but logically she knew that staying would be worse for Alec. It obviously had taken a toll on the version of her brother that she was with at the moment. “He’ll always have me and Jace to support him.” Izzy quickly reassured before giving a soft smile. At least her brother, back home, did have plenty of support…if nothing else. It sounded, from everything she’d put together, that this version of her brother didn’t always have all of that that he needed.
Izzy couldn’t help the way that she looked at the younger version of her older brother. He was so similar and yet different…it was almost bizarre. “I think I can get away with weekly reminders” She joked, shrugging. “And if you’re doing that then I’m your support here.” Her tone gave no room for discussion on the matter; as far as she was concerned that was what sisters did, whether he wanted it or not. “I’m really not sure that looking out for someone is just a big brother thing. It’s a sibling thing in general, and I’d definitely say back at you since your Izzy isn’t here…on the off chance you wind up in trouble.”
That was the way that she and her Alec had always managed to do things; they looked out for one another and supported one another, no matter what happened…and how dire it could be. Even if it was just emotionally. This Alec was already starting in, that was for sure. Still, Izzy shrugged off his reassurance, doing a mostly good job at not dwelling on the subject. She was always better at pretending not to be serious when compared to her brother, as well as others.
Izzy reached up to push her hair back out of her face, giving a shrug. “We’re expected to make the Lightwood name mean something, to be better, and make no mistakes. Even though we’ve never done anything to ruin the name.” Izzy frowned, though, confusion crossing her face. “At home we’re not black sheep, though, I mean…we weren’t until our parents threw their loyalty in with the Circle. We’re leaders of the New York Institute, or we were, anyway.” Izzy shrugged, not sure where things were going to go from here, considering the way that things were happening. They were expected to pay for their parents sins, and it was hard for Izzy to not rebel; unlike her brother she’d been against marriage for that sake, but she’d supported him no matter what. “He chose well. I mean…Lydia is a good person, and she wasn’t marrying him for love, but…he never would have been happy. You wouldn’t have either, so I’m just glad neither of you had to do it.” Izzy spoke earnestly. That wasn’t what she wanted for her brother, in any world.
Izzy let out an unladylike snort at her brother’s comments about Jace, shaking her head with amusement. “You, my Alec anyway, have already started in with the sisters drive you crazy comments back home. Jace isn’t amused by them.” Izzy commented lightly; she was pretty sure the comments were just as much for her as they were for Jace, honestly. Her eyes focused in on this version of her Alec, watching him, noticing the difference in his behavior, and the way he held himself when he referred to Jace. “Jeez.” Izzy breathed, not sure that that was how things would happen back home. It was hard to focus on that exactly, though. She had no idea how things would work out, ultimately.
“Interesting job choices, Alec.” Izzy lifted an eyebrow, just amused, not judging him. “They’re pretty different from one another, but it does fit with our training. Whatever you like doing, and makes you happy.” Izzy spoke, honestly. She did want her brother happy and her mouth turned into a bit of a smirk as he crossed his arms; that was a defensive position from her brother if she’d ever seen one. Still, though, she was surprised. She couldn’t help it. Even warning that things were different here didn’t prepare her for some things. “If I say I believe you and that I’m glad you don’t spend all your time working are you going to drop defensive!Alec-mode?” Izzy teased before tilting her head. “Because if you don’t and I start asking you about your friend I have a feeling I won’t get as many answers.” The formerly younger sister teased only to sober up pretty quickly.
There were differences between their worlds. Meliorn…she’d had to get him out because what was going to happen in her world was wrong. She’d done the right thing, and she couldn’t second guess that. “I don’t think he is in my world, but I guess it’s a good thing Maryse pushed me and I broke things off.” Izzy tried to remain light as she shrugged, but it was easier said than done. She was definitely concerned, overall, now.
Especially considering Alec didn’t sit, but knelt beside her. She just hoped that bad wasn’t too bad, and that her brother was overreacting like the one back home did at times. He wasn’t. Listening to her brother, Izzy chose not to interrupt, not until he was completely done with what he had to say. The series of events that he painted wasn’t pretty and it was beyond bad. The middle sibling couldn’t help but think about the baby of their family, thinking fondly about how stubborn he was being when it came to acknowledging his firebug tendencies. To think that Max could wind up…gone…that was hard to swallow. Her little brother wasn’t gone yet. And God, she hoped that he didn’t ever wind up in that situation. It didn’t escape Iz’s notice that it felt like her brother was trying to explain himself, to justify the decisions that he’d made. Her hands reached out, landing on and then squeezing both of her brother’s shoulder’s. “I’m so sorry, Alec.” Her eyes shone with emotion, just thinking about the possibility of losing her little brother. “It doesn’t sound like you had a choice.” Izzy spoke, her voice gentle, knowing that no version of Alec would put Max, or herself, in a dangerous situation knowingly. “I can’t imagine...” Izzy started only to stop, shaking off her emotion, it wasn’t her Max, she just had to remind herself that. “My Max is alive and well, but I can’t imagine anything happening to him. I can’t imagine what you went through.” She couldn’t imagine what the other version of her had went through either. She didn’t know that she wanted to know because she could already feel the dread hitting her stomach, worrying that her own baby brother was safe. She didn’t, however, blame this Alec for what had happened. It sounded as if he’d been manipulated to her. She could only imagine how much he blamed himself. “It’s not your fault, Alec. You trusted him because you didn’t know, and…god I’m so sorry that you had to go through that.” Selfishly, she hoped she’d never have to.
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Izzy didn’t like the idea that her brother might need to get out before their mother could start to attack him with her degrading digs, but logically she knew that staying would be worse for Alec. It obviously had taken a toll on the version of her brother that she was with at the moment. “He’ll always have me and Jace to support him.” Izzy quickly reassured before giving a soft smile. At least her brother, back home, did have plenty of support…if nothing else. It sounded, from everything she’d put together, that this version of her brother didn’t always have all of that that he needed.
Izzy couldn’t help the way that she looked at the younger version of her older brother. He was so similar and yet different…it was almost bizarre. “I think I can get away with weekly reminders” She joked, shrugging. “And if you’re doing that then I’m your support here.” Her tone gave no room for discussion on the matter; as far as she was concerned that was what sisters did, whether he wanted it or not. “I’m really not sure that looking out for someone is just a big brother thing. It’s a sibling thing in general, and I’d definitely say back at you since your Izzy isn’t here…on the off chance you wind up in trouble.”
That was the way that she and her Alec had always managed to do things; they looked out for one another and supported one another, no matter what happened…and how dire it could be. Even if it was just emotionally. This Alec was already starting in, that was for sure. Still, Izzy shrugged off his reassurance, doing a mostly good job at not dwelling on the subject. She was always better at pretending not to be serious when compared to her brother, as well as others.
Izzy reached up to push her hair back out of her face, giving a shrug. “We’re expected to make the Lightwood name mean something, to be better, and make no mistakes. Even though we’ve never done anything to ruin the name.” Izzy frowned, though, confusion crossing her face. “At home we’re not black sheep, though, I mean…we weren’t until our parents threw their loyalty in with the Circle. We’re leaders of the New York Institute, or we were, anyway.” Izzy shrugged, not sure where things were going to go from here, considering the way that things were happening. They were expected to pay for their parents sins, and it was hard for Izzy to not rebel; unlike her brother she’d been against marriage for that sake, but she’d supported him no matter what. “He chose well. I mean…Lydia is a good person, and she wasn’t marrying him for love, but…he never would have been happy. You wouldn’t have either, so I’m just glad neither of you had to do it.” Izzy spoke earnestly. That wasn’t what she wanted for her brother, in any world.
Izzy let out an unladylike snort at her brother’s comments about Jace, shaking her head with amusement. “You, my Alec anyway, have already started in with the sisters drive you crazy comments back home. Jace isn’t amused by them.” Izzy commented lightly; she was pretty sure the comments were just as much for her as they were for Jace, honestly. Her eyes focused in on this version of her Alec, watching him, noticing the difference in his behavior, and the way he held himself when he referred to Jace. “Jeez.” Izzy breathed, not sure that that was how things would happen back home. It was hard to focus on that exactly, though. She had no idea how things would work out, ultimately.
“Interesting job choices, Alec.” Izzy lifted an eyebrow, just amused, not judging him. “They’re pretty different from one another, but it does fit with our training. Whatever you like doing, and makes you happy.” Izzy spoke, honestly. She did want her brother happy and her mouth turned into a bit of a smirk as he crossed his arms; that was a defensive position from her brother if she’d ever seen one. Still, though, she was surprised. She couldn’t help it. Even warning that things were different here didn’t prepare her for some things. “If I say I believe you and that I’m glad you don’t spend all your time working are you going to drop defensive!Alec-mode?” Izzy teased before tilting her head. “Because if you don’t and I start asking you about your friend I have a feeling I won’t get as many answers.” The formerly younger sister teased only to sober up pretty quickly.
There were differences between their worlds. Meliorn…she’d had to get him out because what was going to happen in her world was wrong. She’d done the right thing, and she couldn’t second guess that. “I don’t think he is in my world, but I guess it’s a good thing Maryse pushed me and I broke things off.” Izzy tried to remain light as she shrugged, but it was easier said than done. She was definitely concerned, overall, now.
Especially considering Alec didn’t sit, but knelt beside her. She just hoped that bad wasn’t too bad, and that her brother was overreacting like the one back home did at times. He wasn’t. Listening to her brother, Izzy chose not to interrupt, not until he was completely done with what he had to say. The series of events that he painted wasn’t pretty and it was beyond bad. The middle sibling couldn’t help but think about the baby of their family, thinking fondly about how stubborn he was being when it came to acknowledging his firebug tendencies. To think that Max could wind up…gone…that was hard to swallow. Her little brother wasn’t gone yet. And God, she hoped that he didn’t ever wind up in that situation. It didn’t escape Iz’s notice that it felt like her brother was trying to explain himself, to justify the decisions that he’d made. Her hands reached out, landing on and then squeezing both of her brother’s shoulder’s. “I’m so sorry, Alec.” Her eyes shone with emotion, just thinking about the possibility of losing her little brother. “It doesn’t sound like you had a choice.” Izzy spoke, her voice gentle, knowing that no version of Alec would put Max, or herself, in a dangerous situation knowingly. “I can’t imagine...” Izzy started only to stop, shaking off her emotion, it wasn’t her Max, she just had to remind herself that. “My Max is alive and well, but I can’t imagine anything happening to him. I can’t imagine what you went through.” She couldn’t imagine what the other version of her had went through either. She didn’t know that she wanted to know because she could already feel the dread hitting her stomach, worrying that her own baby brother was safe. She didn’t, however, blame this Alec for what had happened. It sounded as if he’d been manipulated to her. She could only imagine how much he blamed himself. “It’s not your fault, Alec. You trusted him because you didn’t know, and…god I’m so sorry that you had to go through that.” Selfishly, she hoped she’d never have to.