Music was echoing through the room as Alec and Magnus walk through two beige double doors. The place was decorated to accomodate a festive mood, but it was still rather casual. Alec Lightwood was clothed in a black suit and holds hands with his boyfriend, High Warlock of Brooklyn, Magnus Bane. Magnus was dressed in a long coat in the colour grey and a black shirt underneath. He gestures over the entire room with a single motion of his arm.
"Well, here we are," Magnus remarks. Alec glances around the space and studies the other guests. It was a habit of his, being trained to be a Shadowhunter who had to always be alert. Everyone was a Downworlder, except for him. His dark eyes linger on a warlock with one half of his head shaven and the other half of his hair reaching his shoulder. He looks like someone who belongs to a Mundane motor gang with his sense of styling.
Alec leans in to his boyfriend's ear and starts to whisper. "You sure bringing me here was a good idea?" His gaze still skims through the area. He was starting to feel uncertain of his presence here. "It's better than coming by myself," Magnus replies. His green and golden cat eyes, his warlock mark, look around the party as well with clear distaste lingering in them. Alec glances back in confusion and locks eyes with Magnus. "I'm joking," Magnus ensures him. His fingers lace through those of the Shadowhunter. "They'll love you," he speaks in a reassuring manner. Alec smiles at Magnus, looking around once again.
They walk inside further, halting by the stairs that lead to another side of the extravagant living area. Magnus waves someone hello and joins Alec. "Just because you're the only Shadowhunter at a party full of warlocks doesn't mean you can't have fun," Magnus tells him. Alec replies. "Well, that's easy for you to say. You've known these people for centuries." "And you think that's a good thing," Magnus asks, leaving the suggestion that it most certainly wasn't the case. "Trust me, I don't wanna be here any longer than I have to. But, it's tradition for the out-going High Warlock to pass baton on to his.. replacement."
Magnus glances over to the side, his gaze pinpointed on a warlock that Alec did not know. Alec follows his gaze and studies the features of the warlock. His skin was toned and did not show a warlock sign, but he could have hidden it with his magic. He has sleek dark hair that was bound in a ponytail in his neck. A ringbeard circles around his mouth. "Is that him," Alec asks. "One and only Lorenzo Rey.. the new High Warlock of Brooklyn," Magnus replies to his question in a venomous tone.
Unfortunately for Magnus the man turned around and spots them. He loudly calls Magnus' name and begins to walk towards them. He attempts to walk away, but Alec halts him. "Magnus Bane, you made it.. and you brought a friend," Lorenzo remarks. He watches Alec while handing them an alcoholic drink.
