[Alecta/Altair/Ari/Open]
Altair's words and the way his lips curled into an amused smile were enough to set off alarm bells in Alecta's head, but she wasn't able to dwell on the question for too long as she was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. Turning around with confusion still lingering in her eyes, it quickly disappeared when she came face to face with the girl who interrupted them.
Arielle. And her dress.
Damn.
Alecta had never been a fan of the girl, - and she suspected the feeling was mutual - honestly, she never understood all the fuss about her. Really, she wasn't all that special, but since Ari had never purposefully done anything against her, Alecta stayed away as well.
Until now.
Barely aware of Altair's presence anymore, she was only able to gape for a moment, wordless but undeniably furious, eyes ablaze with anger.
"Arielle." Her name, it burned her tongue like fire. "Do you believe this is funny?"