towerofanimus | (no subject)

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]

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[She is the best cougar you're all just jelly she can pick up the younger guys like that aw yeah.]

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.

[...wow unsure about her forever. What does that even... mean... She's selfish but is helping the revolution???? UHHHHH]

[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]

[She's selfish but wants a hot date????????

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.

[LKSJDFKLJSDF well... at least she chooses the hottest of dates I guess ;)]

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...

[Her taste is the best, yes 8)]

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.

[Listens to her, surprised at how interested he finds himself... at least until she gets to the 'relationship we'd one day have' bit]

[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]

[She notes the quickness in how he leans back, filing that away to ponder on at a later time. For now she just turns slowly, as if finally paying attention to her surroundings when really all of it is still on him.

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.

[He can be, actually. When he is in the right situation, he can be quite the leader. He just does not see the point in acting that way around her, especially when he knows that, in the future, his leadership fails anyway. Still, he keeps a close eye on her, continuing to hold himself steady and away from her]

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...]

Isn't it? [She says the words with a hint of curiosity, glancing over at him. At the same time they're airy and for those who know her better it's obvious she's not going to give straight answers right now. It's not the time for straight answers, and he's not ready for them.

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?

No.

[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.

Then rephrase and ask again. Don't give up so easily.

[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.

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Ahhhhh it is and it isn't but oh well, that's life!

oh noooo but yes I suppose that's true. Good luck... with all the things and stuff!!!!

Haaaa uni starts for me in like a week so dying will commence....... But thank you!

oh gosh I know these feels... /dead eyes school

/crawls back to tags oh god

holds so close lkjsdflj

/clings foreverrrrrrrrrrr

spins with

waltzes

...steps on toes

cries