((&&.the protector))

Honestly, unlike her brother seemed to be, Siren was indifferent to most of her peers from the isle. Sure, they all had shit parents. They all had a terrible childhood and were filled to the brim with trama and angst, but that didn’t necessarily connect them. As a matter of fact, it put them all in a place of competition for success. Not every VK could make something out of nothing, therefore it was up to the, more determined ones, to rise above the rest. Like herself. 

However, she was in a good mood. Showing up to this thing with a friend took a lot of the standard pressure off and she could just… chill out. Which was, honestly, kinda fucking rare for her. So when she spotted a familiar face, she actually engaged. “Why so blue?” she asked, somewhat condescendingly as she gave Ranger a once over. “Did your boyfriend stand you up?” she prodded, clearly poking fun at him and Josh.  @rangr-lefou​

sure, everyone knew that josh and ranger were attached at the hip, practical brothers and always would be. he didn’t mind anymore when people jabbed at their friendship. “funny. but i knew he wasn’t coming. he doesn’t need to be at one of these. shit, if i wasn’t here to be with aurelie i would have never even thought of it. im just bored. it’s not like there is much to do but sit here and watch.” he said. ranger shifted. “im pretty tempted to just flip over a fucking food table to get one or two gasps and maybe start a fight.” he said with a smirk. it was ranger who always liked to stir up some fun for himself. “and who did you come with?” 

Delphine had to say that getting dressed up for a Ball was one of her favorite things to do in her new life. She loved the whole glamour of it, how everyone dressed their best. Trying to outdo each other. It was definitely a world she thrived on. But she was a bit surprised to see a certain tall person staring at the dance floor with a rather sour expression. “I have to say you look rather dashing, Ranger.” slipped from her lips as she made her way over to him. “Though this is definitely not your scene, how did you get roped into going to a ball?” There was a playful grin at the corners of her lips. @rangr-lefou​

 ranger shrugged as soon as the girl walked up to him, he didn’t think she’d pick him of all people to talk to but, hell, he didn’t mind it. it was better than just sitting around and watching the minor dramatics unfolding.“how do you think? it wasn’t a payment. aurelie likes to go to these things. as long as she lets me leave after a dance or to i don’t mind showing up... i do mind these dumb suits though.” he said. he didn’t have a tie to choke himself with but he pulled at the thicker fabric of the jacket and sighed as he sunk further into the chair. “and why can’t there be something fun about these stupid things? shit... could you imagine doing this on the isle?” he tilted his head at delphine. “i’ve noticed a few upset looks... got any details that might make my night?”

“One dance and then we can go,” slipped past the pink-haired girl’s lips as she dragged her boyfriend to the dance floor. She knew that none of this was his favorite. She fully intended to make it up to them later when they were back at her place. But she wasn’t going to pass up a chance to dance with him. “You know,” she spoke as she guided his hands to rest against her waist. Her own arms moving to attempt to rest against his shoulders. Which really just turned in to them resting against his chest. “I really like getting to dance with you, It reminds me of being back home,” she spoke softly, her words were only for him to hear. when they were like this it always brought back memories of nights when they would dance to no music just to be close to one another. It was far different then what they were currently doing. But it made her a little nostalgic all the same.  @rangr-lefou​

ranger allowed the much smaller girl drag him out as much as he wanted to protest. he knew it would come at one point, her wanting that dance; and he didn’t blame her, which is why the boy dealt with it and went with her. “you don’t know how many times i go back to those nights.” he said in mimic to her own soft tone. “as much as that isle will always be shit... somehow you had given me a better look on it. made it livable.” he said as he knew the moment he met her he was screwed. she got hold of him in a way that obviously made him blind to everything. and it was dangerous. but he didn’t want to focus on that part he wanted to focus on the way they danced and felt together. “don’t call that home. we’re home, us. okay?” his body did what it could to compensat for his horrible dancing and he just let her do her thing as he enjoyed the chance to slide his hands further down slowly with a smirk. “you sure look fucking amazing.” 

It seemed like a lot of people that evening were way more interested in the drama that seemed to be inherent in the royals (no offense to them, obviously) than in moving and grooving to whatever was playing on the dancefloor at the ball. The ball where one was probably supposed to dance. Because it was a ball. Or had she been led astray by books her whole life?

Determined to stick to what she knew, Elle’s ears perked up as soon as she heard a song she actually knew, and with a laser focus that she didn’t even know she was capable of she practically dashed towards the dancefloor, coming to a sliding and not really graceful halt when a tall male wandered into her path.

He was so tall. Impossibly tall. How was that possible?

The impact was like a feather hitting a wall, but still. She couldn’t stop the apologies from spilling from her mouth as soon as it had happened.

“I am so sorry. This is not the first time this has happened tonight and I do not know why I refuse to learn my lesson.”

@rangr-lefou​

“god... are you going to keep apologizing? because you doing that isn’t doing anything, you do realize that, don’t you?” he asked raising a brow at the girl who had ran into him. 

he didn’t understand why people had the idea that being nervous and chattery every time they made a simple mistake. sighing through he rolled his eyes. “maybe just watch out more, how about that?” he simply suggested. “what were you in such a damn rush to do anyway?” he asked after realizing his energy that was so focused on being mad was mostly just because he had to look nice by wearing something he hated so much. he thought he looked perfectly fine in his dark jeans and jacket. 

Josh: I can't believe Aurelie dragged you to that thing lmao

Josh: rumor has it, it's dramatic af.

Josh: I shoulda went and stirred the pot

Ranger: yeah well after the fight i figured i shouldnt try to weasle out of shit for a while.

Ranger: eh...there is tension but you know me. Its not really fun unless fists or food are flying.

aurèlie: you're not charming your way out of wearing a suite. I love you but there are dress codes.

aurèlie: But I will look good. You're going to love my dress.

aurèlie: we can slip out if it gets too boring. promise.

Ranger: at least i tried. But dress codes are always terrible! How do people actually expect me to want to wear some fancy monkey suit

Ranger: of course youre going to look good, sunshine. You always do.

ranger: so this winter dance thing...