﹙ ꜱʜɪᴘᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ. ﹚

lacey giselle mccarthy. 24. guidane counselor. I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven?

[mclacey]

novaxmontgomery:.

“No, Lacifer. We gotta do them separately or it’ll all be over too soon. Didn’t your parents ever teach you not to rush things? God.” Nova rolled her eyes playfully and sighed for dramatic effect. And now Lacey was asking about her adventures and for a split second, she considered telling the other girl, but she knew that would be stupid. She couldn’t possibly tell Lacey that she was part of a team of vigilantes and that she went out to protect people from danger. “My adventures? They just take me to the local strip club. I’m not a stripper though, we prefer to be called exotic dancers, thank you. I could take you there if you wanted. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of people who would want to stuff your bra with money.”

Lacey shook her head. “Nope. That’s what I have you for!” She winked, tossing some of her hair out of her face. As soon as Nova started talking about a strip club, Lacey rolled her eyes. She allowed the other woman to go on, a smile still present on her face. “Hey. If anyone’s hand even comes remotely close to stuffing anything in my bra, they can expect me to go for the throat.” She lightly gave Nova a playful shove. “And that includes you Montgomery.” Lacey pointed in her direction, squinting. “Fine. You don’t have to tell me. Except if your secrets a him. If it’s a him, you’re required to tell me, by law.”

[mclacey]

xxpulses:

A series of sarcastic answers ran through his mind, each one flickering by like a picture on the silver screen. But Lacey deserved better or at least he’d been trying to give her better and so instead of his usual quick-witted response, he simply shook his head. “Angel’s alive—as in alive and running around town.” Pausing he sighed. “Except the only reason I know that is because of an accidental run in, not that she sought me out.” Joshua wasn’t look for a pity party, hell he wasn’t even look for any sort of empathy. He just needed to express the singular thoughts that had been repeating for hours in his mind. “She’s back but not for me.”  

Lacey took a breath. She wasn’t sure what exactly he had just said. “W-wait. What?” He had a different tone than before---than he did right after it had happened. The denial was a normal part of grieving, but this was different. “How is that possible? What about the fire?” Her eyes studied Josh’s face carefully. It was clear that there was more than just exhaustion behind his eyes, but pain too. “Josh.” She took a few steps forward and placed her hand on his arm, her thumb gently gliding back and forth. “This is where I would normally ask if you’re okay, but...I know that you’re not.”

[mclacey]

xxpulses:

Tired. “I’m sure I look a hell of a lot worse than just tired but I’ll take it.” The exhaustion not only his body but mind had been feeling was beginning to show and though he wasn’t moving sluggish, it was probably clear on his features that he hadn’t been sleeping well. “I mean saying I look just tired is almost like a compliment nowadays.” Anyways, why would anyone care to sleep would instead, they could just blankly stare upwards toward the ceiling all night in the bed they once shared with their late wife. Ha, what a life he was living. 

Lacey squinted at him. “Sorry, did I say tired? I mean you look like hell.” She tilted her head, taking a few steps toward him, concern spread across her face."Sleep is usually something people do at the end of each day...you don’t look like you’ve given that much of a go lately, though.”  She paused. “What’s going on with you?” 

[mclacey]

What was it like for you to lose Charlie's baby?

I don’t really know the words to describe my feelings around that subject. I don’t like to talk about because I don’t like to think about it. And if I don’t think about it, maybe I don’t remember thinking about how much I would have loved that baby, or how good of a father Charlie would have been. But that was never allowed to be. It was barely allowed to even be a thought before it disappeared into the air. 

[mclacey]

aiden-teague:

“Despite almost getting stuck up a tree today, I’m feeling generous,” Aiden started before finishing the remnants of the lager in his bottle. Waving the bartender over with a hint of a smile, he slid his bottle across the polished surface. “Same again for me, and whatever they’re having.” The fireman nodded vaguely in the direction of the presence nearby. In a job like his, he couldn’t afford to be anything less than amicable at all times. That was why, more often than not, he wound up buying multiple drinks for other people whenever he found himself in a bar. He had to be sure people trusted him. “The cat I rescued was adorable which sort of balanced out the whole getting-stuck-in-a-tree thing. How’s your day been?”

Lacey didn’t often find herself sitting at a bar. She actually tried to avoid them. Since she worked with college students, she was always afraid of running into one...especially the one’s that she knew were underage, despite what one of the IDs in their wallet said. But, today she decided that going to the bar was warranted, and it would be worth it. As she sat on the stool, she moved the ice around her glass with a straw. She was so enthralled by the motion that she barely even noticed at first when the person beside her started speaking. She turned to listen, slowly putting together the story he was telling. “Wait.” She held up her hand. “You...actually rescued a cat from a tree? Seriously?” Lacey couldn’t help but laugh at how cliche it sounded. She thanked him for the second drink, taking a sip before turning back to him. “Not to one-up you, but I actually rescued a chimpanzee from tower.” She smirked. “No, my day probably wasn’t as eventful as yours.”

[mclacey]

cxntryte:

“Thanks,” mainly in response to understanding her harmless jabber, but also for the chair. Sutton shook her head. “I’ve been having too many conversations with my computer. I guess I ought to try interacting with other people from time to time,” she joked. Sutton’s eyebrows shot up. “So just some light reading then?” she asked playfully. “Wow, not weird at all. Impressive is more like it. Hm?” Sutton tilted her head with a furrowed brow, before remembering her own book in her hand. Her eyes dropped down to her hand and then up to the other woman again. “Right! Uh, I just recently realized I’d never read the great classic Anna Karenina and thought I have to do that before I become a blundering idiot only reading cheesy mystery novels.”

“Hmmph, see. Computers freak me out.” She shifted in her seat, lifting one of her legs to cross over the other. “I still use them, obviously. I just feel like if my entire computer was stolen right now or something, my entire life would be over. There is so much information on that thing...so that part freaks me out.” She ran a hand through her hair, glancing back down at the book at her hand and slowly shaking her head. “Yup.” She chuckled, looking back up at the blonde. “Just your casual, cafe, book.” Lacey shrugged. “I don’t always read books this deep.I think I’m subconsciously trying to be better at my job. That’s probably why I picked it out...but I love my cheesy mystery novels, too. So you’re not the only blundering idiot in the room.”

[mclacey]

scarlettxdavis:

“It always helps me whenever I need to swallow something I think is gross. Or, you know, just squeeze your nose shut if the fantasizing doesn’t work.” Scarlett let out a small laugh, lips pressing together as she slipped her cell phone back into her pocket, watching the other woman. “Thank you. I’m sad to say that things like that happen in this city all the time. It’s almost normal at this point.” she hated admitting that because this place was her home, but she felt like she had to be against everyone - the EFA who hated her kind and vigilantes who had murdered her brother. What was left? Civilians. People like her. The brunette lifted an arm and extended her hand so that she could introduce herself. “Anyway, I’m Scarlett. It’s nice to meet you. Sorry I blocked your path just now.”

“I will definitely keep those tricks in mind.” She chuckled, taking a small sip of her coffee. Lacey bit at the inside of her cheek, feeling bad about their entire conversation thus far. She felt bad for the brunette and what she had been through. Sure, living in a city maybe took away an ounce of the surprise, but that didn’t necessarily make it better. Lacey tried hard, though, not to seem like she was pitying the other woman. Empathy was important to her, but she hated pity and didn’t want others to receive that. “That’s still...tough. I’m really sorry you’re going through that.” She was caught of guard when she extended her hand. “Oh!” She said, quickly moving her coffee cup to her left hand in order to reciprocate the handshake. “Hi Scarlett. Lacey. It’s nice to meet you too. And...don’t worry about it. Seriously, I rush in and out of here everyday, and it was nice to stop and catch my breath for once.”

[mclacey]

novaxmontgomery:

“Restraining order? What if we’re just two girls who are interested in joining? Sure, we might not look like we can kick some ass, but what’s more fun than proving them wrong? I’d take them on in that ring, no problem.” Nova teased with a mischievous smile decorating her lips. Lacey seemed to be saddened by something and she couldn’t help but wonder what it was, if it had to do with that someone she used to know. “So if we were to find a new hobby, what would you suggest we do? Skinny dip? Karaoke? Or maybe we could play some bingo.”

“Well I am scrappy.” She nudged Nova as she laughed a little. The mere thought of her joining in was a wild enough thought. Nova, however, probably could hold her own. Lacey believed that...her friend would be too stubborn to lose. “I’m sure they’d love that, honestly. They’d take each other out the second they saw you.” Her laugh died down, a small smile still present on her face, but with Charlie still looming in the back of her mind, the ingenuity faded just a bit. “Well, if we find a skinny dipping-karaoke club that plays bingo on the weekends, we’d practically be in paradise.” She joked, folding her arms in front of her. “What about one of your adventures or whatever you want to call them? You know, when you run off or disappear every once and a while. Where do you go? Some secret hobby I don’t know about?” Lacey chuckled, her tone lighthearted once more.

[mclacey]

arrowkennedy:

“Alright…” Alex looked over her for a moment. She did seem rather distracted. He didn’t really understand what was going on, but he could always try to piece something together. Whatever it was, she seemed to be looking at something. Raising an eyebrow, he folded his arms over his chest. Turning his head. “Are you expecting someone?”

Lacey could probably recognize that she was acting in a confusing manor. She wasn’t normally so detached, but it came and went in waves. She tilted her head to look back, only for a brief moment, before turning her eyes back to the man in front of her. “No...no. I just--thought I recognized someone that I used to know.” She bit her lip, shrugging it off. “But, nothing to worry about.” Her eyes found his again. “I’m sorry, I’m...totally good, though. Sorry if I wasted your time just now.”

[mclacey]

novaxmontgomery:

“A cute someone that you used to know?” the brown haired girl couldn’t help but question in a teasing manner, eyebrows wiggling suggestively as she did so. Sure, she talked about cute guys and whatnot, but her mind seemed to always linger right back towards Griffin whenever that happened. Then again, Nova wasn’t planning on telling him because fat chance. She was a brazen brat and a handful, so why even say anything at all when she knew it wouldn’t go anywhere? He was just there to help and teach her and that was it - she shouldn’t even let her mind wander like that. “Because! It’s fun to watch them be all shirtless and sweaty. Like I’m the only one enjoying it. Please.”

Lacey nodded slowly. “Yeah, um, something like that.” She suddenly shook her head, shaking away the thoughts and the conversation with it. “Doesn’t matter. Anyway...” Lacey bit the inside of her cheek, falling out of concentration for a moment before remembering their conversation about the sweaty men. “Hey, no one said you were the only one enjoying yourself...” Lacey smiled, running a hand through her hair. “I’m just saying, we may eventually want to get a new hobby before they catch on and look into a restraining order.” She winked. 

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@mclacey

[mclacey]

arrowkennedy:

“I asked if you if you needed anything,” Alex looked at the girl curiously. Why did everyone in this town seem so distracted? He had grown up here and everyone seemed to be somewhere on another level… Even after he left for nearly ten years, it was as if nothing had really changed. Alex had been to the college a few times to either speak in a class or take care of some other business. But they had never really met besides a couple of times or maybe in passing. 

It took Lacey an extra moment to truly ground herself in the conversation. It was as if her mind was still levitating somewhere above her body. The echo of Charlie’s laugh still rang in her ears, and she had to physically shake it off before she could continue. “What?” She squinted, finally starting to absorb the words. “If I needed anything....right. Right.” She brought her hand to her head, slowly rubbing the temple on her forehead. “I’m sorry, I was just...distracted for a moment. No. I-I don’t think I need anything. I’m fine.” 

[mclacey]

cxntryte:

A warm smile spread across her lips. “Okay good. I mean it’s not good that it’s free—for me it is, maybe not for you.” Sutton frowned. She was really struggling. Most of her interactions with people had broken down to ‘please’ and ‘thank yous’. She wasn’t sure exactly how to have a normal conversation anymore. Though maybe she never did, maybe it was just ease with Wyatt. Sutton licked her lips. “I’m sorry for what that just was.” She smiled and flashed the unopened book in her hand. “You know what they say about great minds.” She chuckled. She stood there for a beat. Nibbling at her cheek, staring awkwardly with her hand still on the chair. “Is it good?” She cleared her throat. “The book you’re reading.” She gestured with her own hand holding a book. “I’m always looking for new things to add to the ‘to-read list’.”

Lacey looked up at the woman, chuckling at her response. “No, it is good. Sitting is good.” She gestured to the seat to reaffirm that it was open for the blonde to sit. Lacey readjusted, sitting up a bit straighter, but still letting her finger keep the page in her book. “Please.” She shook her head. “It’s honestly a wonder that I can even produce full sentences on a day-to-day basis, so...you’re fine.” She smiled, looking down at the book in her hand. “Oh, yes. It’s called ‘The Art of Thinking Clearly.’ It’s like a...psychoanalysis of humans. Which is...weird. But still really interesting.” Lacey leaned forward, taking a sip of her drink and placing it back down. “What’ve you got?”

[mclacey]

novaxmontgomery:

Nova couldn’t help but wonder just what Lacey was thinking about when her attention shifted from their conversation to a male figure in the distance. It wasn’t like she knew the girl’s entire life story, so maybe the guy was somebody that Lacey knew? Nova hadn’t told her best friend everything - how she’d murdered a man back when she was still a police detective or how she was a metahuman slash vigilante. Well, she was still working on the latter and even on the first as she didn’t have her powers under control quite yet. She’d almost frozen her older sister, despite the fact that it had been on accident. It had still happened and had it been anyone else, the brunette wouldn’t have given a rat’s ass. But Sam was her family and she didn’t want to do anything to destroy that - she’d destroyed too many things in her life already by now. “Hellooo, Lacifer.” Nova waved a hand in front of the other woman’s face, trying to catch her attention. “I asked if you wanted to go and watch sweaty men at the fight club with me. What’s going on with you? Do you know that guy over there or something?”

It was Nova’s words that forced Lacey to snap back into reality. Even when she turned back, Lacey could still hear the laugh. It was like it was stuck in the back of her head and had transported her to a different to a different moment in her life. She shook her head, trying to ground herself back in reality. “What? I mean--sorry.” Her eye’s connected with her friend’s. “Nothing, nothing...no. I don’t know him. He just...reminded me of someone that I used to know.” She shrugged, trying to move past the subject. “Anyway, I think the bigger question is why is that always you’re suggestion when we’re looking for something to do?” Lacey laughed, rolling her eyes.

[mclacey]

scarlettxdavis:

“Have you tried closing your eyes and imagining drinking an exotic cocktail instead?” Scarlett questioned - and she wasn’t joking. That was what she tended to do when she needed to teach herself to drink or eat something, just using her imagination until she’d grown accustomed. ”You know, while you’re laying on the beach and some handsome hottie’s massaging your back while you drink?” she couldn’t help but add that, trying to keep the conversation light so that she didn’t have to think of what was going through her mind too much at the moment. when Lacey asked her about the phone call that she’d just encountered, the brown haired female bit her lower lip briefly. “Yeah, it kinda was. It was about my brother. He was murdered a while ago and I’m trying to get to the bottom of it.” 

Lacey turned her head to the side. She couldn’t help but laugh at the tip. “No...no I haven’t actually tried that one.” She turned back to her coffee to finish stirring, a smile still on her face. “It’s a good tip, though. I think I may use that.” Her fingers pressed the lid back on her cup before turning to the brunette. “I could probably use that image daily.” She joked, taking a sip from her cup. As the brunette spoke again, the smile dropped from Lacey’s face. “Oh my God.” She said, her voice lower. “I’m so sorry for your loss. That’s...a lot to deal with.”

[mclacey]

The adjustment had been as simple as she thought it would be. Uprooting your life was one thing. Lacey had to adjust to being in a different place with different people--following Josh to Grove Hill had been what she needed at the time. Her life just wasn’t working after what she had gone through. But, it still was hard for her to forget. Specifically it was hard for her to forget about him. She had worked so hard to push Charlie out of her mind. She had boxed up everything that reminded her of him...it had just been too painful to look at every single day. But now, working Grove Hill College, there were men who reminded her of him. Sometimes it was the disheveled hair or that damn smile...but this time it was a life. Lacey turned around, seeing a man a few feet away laughing with some friends. He resembled Charlie---tall, well built, dark hair---but his laugh rung in her ears. It sounded so familiar that she focused on the man for a few moments more, before realizing that she wasn’t looking at Charlie, but a random stranger. She slowly turned back to the person in front of her, trying to find her way back into the conversation. “I”m sorry, um. What were you saying?”