It Seems Quiet...Right?

Jace was back to his old ways again. His life seemed dark and distant now that Clary was gone. No one seemed to know what happened but were quick to assume the redheaded shadowhunter was dead. Jace refused to believe that however it was really hard to do anything in everyday life anymore. He seemed to be the only one that was even looking for her, looking for clues. However, so far, he had come up empty and he was slowly sinking back into his depressive old ways. The old Jace that would pour himself into his work and find himself between the sheets of a new girl every other night.

Tonight was no different. Jace had started broadening his area of attack when it came to find his 'target' for the night. He couldn't just stick to the same bars he normally went to. No, now he was venturing off to clubs that were known for mainly downworlders hanging out in. This didn't bother him however. Jace didn't mind bedding a downworld female. To him it was get in and get out. Hell, half time the young shadowhunter would leave before the sun would even be rising in the sky. This was a way for him to cope with the loss of his beloved Clary. He deserved to feel like this. For everything he had done and put everyone through, especially her, he deserved to be miserable for the rest of his life. But this helped just a little bit.

Walking into the club, Jace took in a deep breath, the smell of alcohol heavy in the air. He grinned and scanned the club for anything that caught his eye. So far, there wasn't much that interested him so he made his way to the bar. Flagging down the bartender, he ordered his favorite drink, a rum and coke. A lot of the time, he would just drink some beer but tonight he wanted the heavier stuff. Tonight he wanted forget everything. He didn't even care if he went home with a women or not, but he would at least be heavily intoxicated.

Taking a long drink, Jace looked out around the club and then scanning the dance floor. His multitoned eyes fell upon a woman with dark hair. He felt as though he had seen her before but didn't know her name, not yet anyway. He grinned and down the rest of his drink and headed towards the woman. She was dancing with a human but he didn't care. He cut into the dance and took the woman away from the drunk man who was just swaying her around. "Don't mind me, I'll just slip in." He said smoothly and began dancing with the woman. I'm Jace."

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