♏arquise Șpinneret ♏indfang (
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Entry tags:
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Characters: Mindfang, open to all
Setting: Around the tower
Format: Starting with action will follow with whatever's picked
Summary: Mindfang wakes up and flips some shit
Warnings: Shit being flipped. Violence. Will be edited if need be.
Dorm 1-15
[Even as she stirs, sleep paralysis clinging to her Mindfang doesn't freak. She doesn't allow herself to, doing that will only bring satisfaction to her captors, she's sure of it. Instead she waits, reaching out with her mind while she tests her body, waiting for it's response. And even when she does feel her muscles twitch and she finds herself able to sit up she doesn't rush, movements lazy as if she has not a fear in the world. The collar around her throat? An innconvience yes, but she knows she'll get it off with ease.
That doesn't mean she'll take this lying down though. If either of her room-mates are in the room as she wakes they'll find themselves grabbed by a rather tall troll, one eye a brilliant red, one arm completely robotic and her stare fierce even as her tone stays calm and controlled]
Where am I? Explain, now.
Throughout the tower
[Having changed out of that skintight white suit into one of her changes of clothes Mindfang swaggers her way through the tower, her seeing eye focused and all her senses on alert. She won't let anyone surprise her, and if they even try... well, she'll enjoy a good fight, and she's more than prepared, with a thin sword strapped to her side and her dice on her person.
Scratches of blue line her throat where nails have broken through her skin in her attempts to pull her collar off, a fight she only gave up because of her need to find out more about this place. She'll best the thing, and once she does, she'll find those that put it on her and tear them apart. The audacity, thinking they could collar the great Marquise as if she was nothing but a lowblood slave.
She'll show them. Once she finds them]
Setting: Around the tower
Format: Starting with action will follow with whatever's picked
Summary: Mindfang wakes up and flips some shit
Warnings: Shit being flipped. Violence. Will be edited if need be.
Dorm 1-15
[Even as she stirs, sleep paralysis clinging to her Mindfang doesn't freak. She doesn't allow herself to, doing that will only bring satisfaction to her captors, she's sure of it. Instead she waits, reaching out with her mind while she tests her body, waiting for it's response. And even when she does feel her muscles twitch and she finds herself able to sit up she doesn't rush, movements lazy as if she has not a fear in the world. The collar around her throat? An innconvience yes, but she knows she'll get it off with ease.
That doesn't mean she'll take this lying down though. If either of her room-mates are in the room as she wakes they'll find themselves grabbed by a rather tall troll, one eye a brilliant red, one arm completely robotic and her stare fierce even as her tone stays calm and controlled]
Where am I? Explain, now.
Throughout the tower
[Having changed out of that skintight white suit into one of her changes of clothes Mindfang swaggers her way through the tower, her seeing eye focused and all her senses on alert. She won't let anyone surprise her, and if they even try... well, she'll enjoy a good fight, and she's more than prepared, with a thin sword strapped to her side and her dice on her person.
Scratches of blue line her throat where nails have broken through her skin in her attempts to pull her collar off, a fight she only gave up because of her need to find out more about this place. She'll best the thing, and once she does, she'll find those that put it on her and tear them apart. The audacity, thinking they could collar the great Marquise as if she was nothing but a lowblood slave.
She'll show them. Once she finds them]
no subject
Chuckles, raising a brow in a rather coy manner]
Fan? I never said that, I just said I knew a lot. Assuming again I see... [Her own shrug as she leans back] He doesn't interest me. So I don't care. Really, I care about neither side, if we want to get into it.
no subject
Well... that's unfortunate. [Leans back as well, sighing. Pauses a moment or two before... clicking his tongue against his teeth. Tsk... does he really care about this answer? Yeah... maybe kinda]
So if you're, not here to kill me. And you're not a fan. Then why is it you uh... have me at such a, disadvantage?
I feel I should apologise, the later it gets the more stupid I get.
Sensing his sudden change she huffs softly, pulling herself up onto the back of the pew behind her. Her red boots rest on his pew as she lazily stretches]
Is it? He simply never caught my attention. I have no problems with his message, but I never saw him as a troll to mourn for even if she did. [Clicks her own tongue, briefly wondering if the Dolorosa could be found in this tower, if she was of the same time as herself. There was nothing wrong with a little fling after all.]
A disadvantage? How so. I don't hold you to your place, I haven't truly threatened you. Has anything I've done hinted at violence and not interest. And I never said I wasn't a fan.
Consider me between the two. Simply curious about you.
non this is wonderful 8'> And anyway, I'm sure I'm not any better at... 5:30 in the morning lksjdf
It is not, really a matter of mourning him or not. It is more that uh... it is impossible, to take neither side in this issue. [Sort of confused about this mysterious 'she', but... one question is really enough to give a blueblood. Don't want her thinking he actually... wants anything from her after all!!]
[ALSO???? Dead eyes for all of that second bit. He doesn't care if you're his fan or not anymore okay!!!]
I do not have a place for you to hold me to anyway, [Goddamn blueblood 8|] and I'm well aware you have not threatened me. [He is not actually stupid, contrary to what you may think about brownbloods] I only meant that. You know quite a bit about me, and I only know your name.
Listening to adele over and over though... and haa It's nearing midnight I should probs sleep myself
Is it? By the end of your rebellion I'll be dead, so how do the consequences affect me? I'll play a part in it, yes, but until I do I won't care. [No because there's nothing he wants from her at all.
...But she'd make such a good fan if she put her mind to it]
I could pin you to your seat. I'm guessing those wings are sensitive, if I wanted to, holding them would stop you I assume. But don't take that as a threat, I'm merely pointing it out. [Look you live short lives and your easy to manipulate, sorry hun she thinks she's superior forever] And you never asked for more information about myself. Why should I offer it.
.................yes that is where I'm headed now I think sldfjlksjdf
Then until you do, I can only believe that, you are my enemy, Marquise. There is no middle ground, here. [...yep, not gonna budge on that one. Apathy is the tool of the oppressor and all that]
[Definitely taking that as a threat though WHOOPS]
You uh... are mistaken if you, think it would be that easy. [8| 8| 8| Irritated sigh. God, you better not be his fan. If you are it definitely means he's doing something wrong] But uh... it seems polite, since you were so willing to rattle off, a number of... somewhat trivial facts about me.
/....................finally crawls back to this sdfghjk
And why do you make that assumption? You assume that because I'm bidding my time until it's right for me to come into play that I'm your enemy. I haven't lifted a hand to you or your cause. Perhaps it's your age that makes you see things in such a clear black and white, with nothing in between.
[Gawd everything is just a threat to you isn't it Summoner.]
I never assumed it would be. I said I could do it, not that it would be easy. Again, presuming. [She's your biggest fan she'll follow you until you love her] You do know that politeness is not always the largest of concerns for bluer bloods, right? Do you expect the Empress to sit down to a nice cup of tea while discussing herself?
I gave you my name, what else do you want to know? Ask direct questions and you will be more likely to get answers than if you ask vague ones. Ask the right questions and you'll be surprised what you'll be told.
lkajsdlkfjsdf /clutches to chest
Maybe. Maybe it is your, bluebloodedness that makes you especially ignorant to the uh, harm that you allow to continue as long as you, do not fight it. How many of us do you suppose, suffer before you decide to 'come into play'?
[YUP. Everything a blueblood does is a possible threat!!! Also he's just... not going to say anything to that first bit. He was actually saying you wouldn't be able to do it at all but... welp... you can underestimate him all you want. He's pretty okay with that]
Uh... I hope you do not expect, me to take you up on that. I have gotten... more then enough surprising answers to my, direct questions from bluebloods in the past. ['Surprising answers' in this case meaning getting attacked and or mocked. So yeah... :T] You can uh... tell me what you like. As you please, really. [Shrugs. He just don't give a fuck about highbloods and their lives no more]
Ahhh I'm sorry life just got nutso and tagging was impossible ;u;
Hmm, help now, in the beginnings of your rebellion, or continue to stay where I am, with a position that allows me to at least keep an ear on the highbloods and what they're doing so that I'll have more information to tell you when I do come. I don't know, which would sound better, me helping now, without the information I can gain, or helping later with that information. You do want to win, yes?
[Wow, so bloodest. You should take a leaf outta her book and stop that, become someone who realises it's not blood but how easily manipulated someone is that puts them in their class. And she'll be as cocky as she pleases yes]
Sounds like bad outcomes... obviously you asked the wrong people. [A lazy shrug] Very well. Marquise Spinneret Mindfang, Leader of the Gamblignants until their destruction. Blueblood, obviously. I lost an arm and an eye to a Neophyte and her lusus and she lost her life in return. I fought His Honourable Tyranny after that, that was a laugh.
[Carefully shrugs again, eyes flicking up to meet his] I know things about you simply because as a younger troll I once asked an all knowing orb how I would die, only to be told your name and shown my death. And so I thought I may as well get to know my killer, especially if what the orb also told me was true.
1/2
[Also okay... long pause. Looks off to the side because oh thanks he really wanted to think about how he doesn't win at all despite how much he wants it. Great. Great. Eventually he just... decides he's not going to answer that!!!]
If you are a spy, for us, then you are not really taking neither side. [But congratulations you may have salvaged your position slightly? If you're just being a giant tsun about saying you're actually on his side, well that's maybe okay. Annoying but okay]
[Uh... NOPE. Won't stop judging bluebloods until they make up for the... pretty much straight decade of abuse that is his life :T :T :T]
non non real life is more important!! I hope things are less hectic for you now ;3;
[lasdlkfjaklsjdf AND IT'S ANOTHER PAUSE CAUSE WOW THAT WAS A LOT OF INFORMATION and also some pretty impossible sounding things all bunched together there]
Are you uh... unwell mentally, by any chance? [...this is a genuine question. Really. It will help him decide whether he should take any of the rest of this seriously]
Ahhhhh it is and it isn't but oh well, that's life!
I suppose if you want to see it like that. [Well that's all good and well, but she was just letting him knows that she will tend to put herself first an all. Honesty is important in a relationship right?
Wow whiner. Gosh Sum, you're not so swag yourself.]
You're leading a rebellion against a woman who has crushed others before, as well as her court on insane purple and idigobloods who will do anything to make sure they never lose power and you're asking me about my sanity? [Long stare] You do realise that if I'm insane, so are you.
Thankfully, I'm not, so you should be fine.
oh noooo but yes I suppose that's true. Good luck... with all the things and stuff!!!!
[Okay whatever, sanity questions are more important]
Uh... fighting against [impossible] difficult odds is, not really the same as saying you saw your... death in an orb? Or I guess, wanting to get to know the person who kills you... [Both of those things are way way more insane okay okay]
Haaaa uni starts for me in like a week so dying will commence....... But thank you!
Psh, overrated]
You communicate with beasts, is it really so hard to believe that there are ways to see the future? [A shrug] Like I said, there were other things that the orb told me. Or perhaps I just wanted to see if you were worthy of killing me. Seeing how many had failed I deduced that you must have been skilled.
oh gosh I know these feels... /dead eyes school
By... means that do not, come naturally to you? [Yeah that's a little unbelievable... He'll go with psychic lowbloods, that one's easy, but... random objects with magical powers? Definitely less believable. And okay, faint lineface here... lkjadf he's curious baww]
What other things. Did it tell you...
/crawls back to tags oh god
If it sets your mind at easy, I could only access the information because of a talent I had. [Wow, seriously you can't believe this? Of all things... and curiosity kills the cat. Perhaps even kills the bull.]
Many things. It told me of my kismesis's betrayal, of his true feelings. Told me about a neophyte who would hunt me. Of the relationship we'd one day have. Other titbits, but we'll come to those eventually.
holds so close lkjsdflj
[Cause NOPE he really hopes she does not mean what he thinks she means, and he leans back suddenly. Thoroughly confused!!!]
Uh... you mean... the relationship where, I am going to kill you one day...? [Better not mean romance! Cause then he's pretty sure you got the wrong troll. He don't kill his quadrantmates. Also you're a blueblood so... yeah. Nope]
/clings foreverrrrrrrrrrr
He's interesting. Not the harden leader of rebels like she assumed. Suddenly she finds herself struck with how young he is, which really shouldn't surprise her with what blood he has. It's easy to forget that not all share such a long life.]
You could say that. It is a relationship we have, the killer and the deceased.
spins with
That's... not what I asked. [Honestly, he's not sure he wants to know so much anymore... What if it is romance? What if he kills his matesprit or his moirail or his auspistice... He doesn't know how or why he would ever get involved with her, but if he does, the thought that he might eventually kill her is... heart wrenching. Glances off to the side for a moment. Suddenly, he'd rather like to leave... This is all too much information about the future for him...]
waltzes
Instead she spins, before her arms reach up, fingers linked together. Stretching, her bones crack into place with soft clicks and she sighs, wriggling her robotic fingers before studying them. At the same time she hums, and speaks again] What can you tell me about this place?
...steps on toes
[lksjdf unamused, but he's not really in the mood to push, so he'll let it go. Some other time. Maybe. Maybe not. He's finding he doesn't really like what he learns about the future all that much...]
[No, instead he gives her back a sort of... quietly appreciative stare. God damn, woman. He'd whistle if he had even an ounce less class. Or if she was less highblooded]
Uh... no much more then, you were told in the letters. They keep their secrets close.
cries
[Him being so unamused only makes her more amused, and she chuckles softly, flicking her eye up to study him. Yes she caught that stare, and yes she is smirking softly and leaning forward into his space again. Hands stay behind her though, and she is mindful enough to keep her horns back. No need making him freak out again.]
I see. So no idea what the difference in colours on these things are? I assumed mine was my blood... but yours is the same shade.