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cool girls are everywhere but its such a challenge to find one guy thats like mildly interesting to talk to……. it’s like they all have the personality of an actual adidas sandal

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She’s just like candy, she’s so sweet.

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last night a guy said to me “you are very, very pretty” and i said “i know” and he said like patronisingly “you KNOW?” and i said “you think you’re the first person to ever compliment me?” and he didn’t know where to go from there

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Getting greeted with champagne was honestly the ideal way to greet Siren, part of her was tempted to be so bold to demand it from those who might actually obliged her. “Champagne and a compliment, you Christensen's sure love to feed my ego.” Siren cooed, -- the ladies anyways. The boys? She couldn’t be less bothered. Giving the other girls dress a once over, Siren felt relief wash over her, she was a good actress when she needed to be... in bed, in situations around foolish men than called for it, when caught in a lie - but when she didn’t like something? It was distaste would be written all over her face. Luckily for both of them, that wasn’t the case, and instead she gave a quick nod of approval. “As do you, if I didn’t know better I’d think you were grown straight from Auradonian soil. Nice work.” 

The was the goal, right? Those who walked around in leather and lace, trying hard to wear their isle origins on their sleeve like it was something to be proud of? Silly. You have to dress for the job you want, after all. Which is why Siren was never caught in anything less than high end designer. It was irrelevant how she acquired it as long she looked good. Taking a sip from her champagne flute, she mulled over the girls question. She hadn’t been on her game tonight, perhaps having a date whose company she actually enjoyed was throwing her off her game. Knowing she was taking Kaela home made it hard to scout out other prospects. That wasn’t ideal. “Mmm, you know me. I’m always on the hunt. No rest for the wicked, right?” she replied smoothly, showing no signs of her inner conflict on her features. 

“And you bagged wonder-prince, hmm? Smart girl. He seems low maintenance.” 

probably– okay, definitely– it was way too soon to be looking around everyone at the winter ball, the royals and the auradonian citizens, and imagined herself as one of them. she wasn’t exactly sure what her citizenship status was in auradon, and she probably hadn’t been with orion long enough to be thinking they’d end in marriage, but that was so clearly what she wanted that she could only be so embarrassed about thinking that way. she was ready to leave the isle behind, more than she could really know, but that didn’t mean that she wanted to sever ties with the other vk’s. so even though she’d retreated into the warmth of orion’s arms for the past few weeks, she made it her goal for that ball to reconnect with her old friends and acquaintances. 

without having to be told, she knew that siren would welcome champagne, and grabbed two glasses from a passing cater waiter and approached her side. maybe she should’ve felt awkward talking to someone who was clearly there as her sister’s date, but she and kaela weren’t really close enough to warrant such awkwardness. plus, siren just wasn’t really the type to be awkward around. “you look lovely,” clara complimented lithely, and added, “are you casing the area for any potential dates? or are you just here with kaela?” @sirennautilus​

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“Ugh, You look so good, if I didn’t know you, I’d be mad about it.”  Siren hyped her friend as they climbed out of the car she had ordered for them. If she was being frank with herself, she should have made an effort to show up to this thing with one of her daddies. The fact of the matter is, the dude that was paying her rent every month was getting rightfully pissed when she came up with an excuse as to why she wasn’t available as often as before. But going back to the isle and dealing with her mothers bullshit, trying to decipher it with Manu - it was exhausting -- and she just wanted to have a night out where she didn’t have to be whatever the person she was with wanted her to be. Kaela was the perfect partner for that. 

When she ambushed her and gave her no other choice but to come, she honestly felt a little relieved her roomie wouldn’t be joining them. It wasn’t like she had an issue with the girl, but their relationship was borderline codependent and it was obvious by the amount of fast food containers and sweatpants littered their living room floor... she was dealing with some shit. Luckily, Kaela got a break from babysitting duty on her account. “You’re pals with the king, right? ‘cause there’s about 3 top tier royals in here who hate me, we might need to play that card for us not to get kicked out.” siren shrugged, clearly unbothered by her lack of likability. As long as her bills were paid and her desires were fulfilled she never claimed to want to join a girl squad in college. “I mean as long as I get drunk off top shelf champagne and we’ve done a couple laps to make sure everyone gets painfully jealous by how good we look, I’ll consider it a successful night.”  @kaelachristensen​

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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​

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Running into Baron was to be expected at this kind of event and to be honest, she wasn’t that phased. She had showed up to have a good night with Kaela. To blow off some steam. To enjoy some top shelf champagne and schmooze a little. Still, Siren honestly expected some cattiness from Bridgette or Amelia.. they seemed like the type. Baron, too, by association. If she was being real? She could have seen herself potentially being friends with Baron. He was chill enough. Privileged, but that wasn’t his fault. Room to grow. Lots of expendable cash, but obviously Auradon born and isle born had a similar ‘pack like mentality’ just because she didn’t engage in it didn’t mean he wouldn’t.  But regardless, she decided to break that ice first, the moment the two had gone for the same flute from the same drink tray. 

“Baron.” Siren nodded, seemingly civil as she took the flute, and another to bring back for Kaela. “Look I just wanted to say I’m sorry...” she began. Her tone honestly sounded genuine, So much so it she surprised herself. But then again it was Siren, and she was nothing if not petty. “mhm I truly am sorry that both Bridgette and Amelia hold each one of your balls in their clutches. It must be really anxiety inducing being in three places at once." @princerose​

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Siren Nautilus' Winter Solstice Ball look

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Seeing Ursula after so long apart and away from her scathing insults and critisms was bound to fucking suck, Siren wasn't naive, she has know -- or at least assumed what was to come when she agreed to go back to the isle with her brother for Thanksgiving. And she had never been more thankful to have gotten away from the bitch in the first place. But having Manu have her back? It was new and different and exposed just how much the two had gotten the opportunity to grow outside of the shadows of their mothers cruel pandering and neglect, respectively.

So while, her mother's cruelity rung in the back of her mind on the travels back home to Auradon, the real takeway from the trip was - despite her own abrasiveness, she was lucky to have her brother around. A sentiment she so wasn't ready to get all weird about, but one she felt none the less. Along with confusion and curiousity about their mothers damn need to be the vaguest person alive. She was sure dicking her two children around was the only form of entertainment the sea witch had left, so they would have to endure it, take what they could get and follow whatever breadcrumbs they're were given.

Normally siren wouldn't work so hard in search for information. She wasn't the curious type, always on the quest for knowledge or answers like most. but this directly involved her. She know, deep down, something more had to be in her make up apart from just blood and bones. She was reminded of it everytime she saw Manu access his powers, how he was able to flourish in ways she felt like she just couldn't. So, she remained as determined as her natural personality would allow, and sat at the table across from her brother with little complaint.

"Did we expect anything less? God's only know she isn't gonna grow soft in her old age." Siren finally got a dig in now that she was away. She didn't know what it was about the woman than could disarm her almost immediately, it was unnerving as hell. At Manu's declaration, Siren narrower her gaze, almost afraid to ask. "But thanks. I guess. For not embracing it. Or whatever." It was the most generic form of thanks but the air of appreciation that hung in her gaze proved it to be genuine if nothing else. She wasn't gonna say anything just to say it, after all. "Okay. Now you're inheriting Ursula's vagueness. Elaborate, please. do we have to deep dive? Is it gonna be dangerous? Are your Pikachu powers gonna help us down there?"

the visit with their mother had been eventful. she had been her normal bitch of a self in most ways. eyeing him like he was the fucking second coming and picking at Siren like she was the leftovers. when they were younger he had fanned that angry flame it seemed to stoke in his sister. smirked in her direction when he got the praise their mother gave. but watching it again, after so long of being free of it, he couldn’t fucking stand it. even defending her seemed to go against whatever thoughts she had of the other Nautilus. his fucking sister. her damn daughter. just thinking about it made his jaw clench. a quickening of his blood. sometimes he wished he could just give her a fucking jolt. but that damn isle had been so.. empty. his magic suddenly gone. it left a hole in his very soul and just thinking about it made him want to punch something. 

 instead of doing just that, he grabbed two beers and walked to the table he had convinced his sister to get her happy ass to. a random bar on the other side of town from the university. safe from ears they didn’t want hearing their conversation. the music loud enough and their corner dark enough, it worked in their favor. not to mention, he happened to have Josh at his place and he wasn’t willing to let the other vk on any plan he had up his sleeves just yet. “so, that visit was a fucking shit show.” he finally stated as he sat down. they had been silent on it mostly since they left. or at least he had been. not really knowing what to say when she got cryptic. how they would find true power hidden in the sea. as if he didn’t already fucking know. “but i think we have some shit to work with.” 

it was easy to keep including Siren with his plans. while their mother wasn’t the best in any way. she was still their’s, whether they liked it or not. including her in what he had planned for things that involved the elder Nautilus only made sense. “more specifically i think i know where she was fucking talking about. maybe.” @sirennautilus​

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scoffing lightly, he moved his arm as if he wanted her to follow him. he did. obviously. to the car, he had in the parking lot. “of course you were.” Manu didn’t pretend to understand the way his sister worked. not on every level anyone. revenge though… oh he got that. he lacked the finesse for mind games. he preferred to physically destroy someone. maybe, other people, they loved. things potentially as well. sort of depending on what they cared about the most. Siren, however, yeah she could do that shit. “also, you’re right.” he admitted sliding up to his car. “i didn’t come here to talk about whatever shit that was all about.” getting into the drivers seat, he reached over and unlocked her door before popping it open quickly. 

“i mean you can go off on that shit if you want but i think i have something more interesting to talk about first so let’s shelve it.” turning the key, he was pleased to hear the engine roar softly before he shifted it into gear, waiting for her, before he moved to pull out of the parking lot. “have you ever thought about looking into mom’s shit?” he questioned knowing that she probably hadn’t but to be honest there was still a chance, despite the clear dislike, or should he say hatred, between the two of them. “the shit that isn’t in that disgusting carcass of a museum.” 

Approching Manu’s car, or better described as his first and only child, Siren raised a brow when Manu validated her assumption that he hadn’t come to hear about girl drama. Opening the door, she slid in, immediately flipping down the passenger’s side visor so she could use the mirror to fix her gloss. “Gods, your engine is so loud. Aren’t you mechanic? Can’t you fix that? Tesla’s don’t do that.” the girl mused, monotone as ever as she expected some long winded explanation as to why you could hear his car start from 1000 miles away. 

When he mentioned their mother, Siren paused and narrowed her gaze. It was certainly a point of contention. She fought the urge to quip about how, if her golden child asked, she’d probably give him whatever he was looking for. It wasn’t necessarily a true fact, but it was more likely than her telling siren anything besides what a disappointment she was. “Why would I want to look into mom’s shit?” It was a rhetorical question. She knew there was things to be learned, especially since she had no idea if she was blessed with the same gifts Manu was, or if she was destined to live as a basic normie for the rest of her life. “Why... did you?” her tone was, for once, serious now as she turned to give her brother a pointed look. 

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ok yes i may be evil and morally corrupt but i’m also incredibly beautiful and i think that makes up for it honestly

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