“At this point, I am not even sure if we have any blood left in our bloodstreams,” she mused. “Too bad there’s no such spell that would basically allow me to stay up all night, ‘cause you know I would’ve been using it over and over again just to be able to KEEP UP with everything.” Would it all be worth the hassle, though? Probably not. Ivory thinks she’s doing just fine now – having assistants and staff of highly professional people is definitely helpful; she couldn’t be more thankful for them now. “I can still TRY, though. I am sure it’s not going to be an easy thing to do, but I will do it,” just because she said so, of course. Not that she needed to – Ivy wanted to better herself in any way it was possible, and if it meant cutting back on her snarky comments to the ones that matter to her the most, she’d at least attempt to make it happen. “— it’s a thing worth admiring, it would be such a shame to destroy it just because I felt like it,” she admitted. “Not everyone’s capable of having a JLo-esque rear end, so we should cherish those who have it.”
“God, I won’t be telling you any of the terrible ex stories now – I am way too sober for that,” without missing a beat, she answered. Because, in all honesty, none of the people Ivory dated were worth Len’s time – or hers, for that matter. After all, what’s in the past, should definitely stay there. No need to keep talking about them. “Oh, I am sure she won’t want to mess with any of that. She would have to be OUT OF HER MIND to go THAT far,” she reassured, mostly herself. She didn’t know what the woman was capable of now that she hasn’t seen her a long time; she could’ve been a completely different person, for all she cared. “Not to sound extremely conceited, but… I really don’t care. – My opinion is the only one that matters,” Ivory retorted with a hint of a rather playful smirk stretching upon her sharp features. Once she heard what Lennox wrote in reply to the texts, the witch leaned in further on the counter and looked at her best friend, “— you’re a cop with not only ONE gun, but THREE. So that’s even better. – Seriously, THANK YOU.”
“to be honest, i wouldn't exactly COMPLAIN about that. sure, it would bring a few health issues and it isn't exactly healthy on A N Y accounts, but at least the smell would be tolerable. i can't stand the smell of blood, it makes me sick.” not only was the copper smell of blood a reminder of what she had done, but it was also a wake up call to what she could become. though, to be fair, living in LAKEFALLS wasn't exactly a good way to avoid such a thing considering what went on around town and, if it weren't for her grandfather, she'd have left years ago. “i don’t think there’s magic that can alter any physicality or mental state, and if there is it should be AVOIDED -- i mean, i have every faith in you and your abilities, but i wouldn’t put it past you to try something and end up with a SECOND NOSE sticking out of your forehead. can magic even do that?” lennox’s eyes glazed over for a moment as the concept of such a thing happening distracted her from the topic at hand. after a few blinks and a mental shake of herself, she returned her attention to the brunette as she took another long sip from her glass. “j-lo? now you’re just DELUDED, keegan. besides, i think i would rather not be cherished by people i don’t know. i’m paranoid enough as is, the last thing i need is for people to watch me walking down the street.”
“why’s that? is it because I’M also an ex? you should know by now that i literally don’t care about any of that stuff. we’re friends, if you want to talk to me about this shit then talk to me. è molto semplice,” she shrugged. it probably wasn't the BEST WAY to approach such conversations with an ex-girlfriend, but for lennox it is what it is. she couldn’t exactly say goodbye to the other after they broke up, and being her friend was THE NEXT BEST THING and after a few awkward weeks at the start, she fully settled into the friendship and if talking about exes was what the brunette needed then she would oblige. “well, who knows. apparently some people are just worth losing their head over. i’m sure she believes what she’s doing is normal, but the odd reminder that it’s N O T shouldn’t cause too much harm.” at least, she hoped not. drama was the last thing she wanted to fall into her lap. “i’m aware,” lennox shook her head and laughed. the cop met the woman’s gaze and smiled softly. “where’d you get that line? the internet?” it was the least she could do, anyway. ivory didn't DISCARD her after everything that had happened, so she was more than happy to step in and help out where needed. “okay, get this. i was in work the other day and one of my colleagues was looking at crime scene photos and i asked her when it happened and she was like did you not see the news yesterday and i was just like uh...” lennox made a face. “this whole not having a television is going to constantly bite me in the ass, isn’t it?”
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