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Mindfang appreciation~
Rock on, 8itches
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“A little aberr8tion from the norm can 8ring a little excitement every now and again. How would you say you devi8 from her though? As for the tid8it I neglected to 8are, it's a secret.” She winked.
“This may very well 8e a 8oorish question on my part, 8ut am I to assume you lost to the Empress in com8at?” Mindfang gestured to her eyes.
“I'm inde8ted to you for your assistance. I do hope we'll get along swimmingly.”
Oh, of course a heiress, a heiress like no other, but dead, like far too many more.
“I’m a Peixes, yeah! Feferi’s my name– and I like to think she and I have some differences and whatnot. And tempting me with information like that is just going to make me swim in curiosity, not fair at all! I suppose though, I can be of afishtance, and guide your way.”
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“My, my you surely would have made a fitting lookout with that mouth of yours. I would have 8een a8le to hear you halfway across the sea. 8y that same token, I'm afraid that would make you terri8le for the jo8 as well. You'd alert 8oth crew and 8ounty hunters alike.”
She couldn't help but laugh at the assumption. “If you know who I am, then you should well know that my status as a 8lue8lood does not 8ar me from persecution should I overstep my 8oundries. I've 8roken more than my fair share of rules, child. The last I heard 8efore I was a8ducted to this loc8tion was that they'd well-nigh given up and sent a neophyte 8eurocrat after me. I pride myself on my a8ility to make a clean 8reak from mercenaries, among other things.”
“Your inform8tion does prove useful, though. I thank you for that.” Mindfang leered at him. “Now you mentioned something a8out three Serkets? Pray, continue. More iter8tions of myself are always welcome.”
“OH, FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK. DEALING WITH ONE SERKET WAS BAD ENOUGH. TWO WAS A NIGHTMARE. BUT THREE??? YOU ARE THE THIRD, RIGHT? SPINNERET MINDFUCK OR WHATEVER? THAT OBNOXIOUS SYMBOL KINDA GIVES YOU AWAY SO I DON’T KNOW WHY I’M EVEN ASKING.”
“DON’T. DON’T EVEN MENTION THAT ROCKHEADED DUNDERFUCK. I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM OR ANY ITERATION OF HIM. NOT NOW, NOT EVER. OR ANY OF THE SUBJUGGLATORS FOR THAT MATTER. AT LEAST ONE OF THOSE CLOWNWANKERS IS SKULKING ABOUT IN THE DEEP SHADOWS OF OUR IGNORANCE BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THERE ARE OTHERS. WHO KNOWS. MAYBE THEY’RE ON THEIR WAY HERE RIGHT NOW TO REMIND YOU THAT, NEWSFLASH! YOU’RE A FUCKING HIGHBLOOD, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU HAVE TO FEAR.”
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“You will have to forgive my curiosity. For, you see, it goes wherever it pleases. It's as free as the seas over which I had domain 8ut far more tenacious in its ferocity.” The woman looked on unabashed yet highly amused.
“When I next find myself in possession of quill and parchment, I'll 8efittingly note the offense. Now whether or not that will stop me from trying the same with another or under different circumstances remains to 8e seen.”
She tossed the toy once in the air and returned it swiftly to her pocket once it was caught. “I suppose it would 8ehoove me to ascertain just where it is you eman8 from, if I'm to annot8 such. While a dinner would indeed 8e lovely, we have yet to exchange names or any other inform8ion for that matter.”
The troll grinned and removed her hat with the added gesture of a slight bow. “The Marquise Spinneret Mindfang,” she donned her hat once more, “pleased to make your acquaintance and tousle your feathers.”
sea pirate meets air pirate
The wings flare up, and he moves two steps back, his mouth a silent disapproval as he is not Tibarn and he is more of the quiet type than anything else. “Keep your curiosity elsewhere miss. These wings are not yours to touch or pluck any time soon at all.”
His eye glances a bit towards the ball but says nothing of it. A mere child toy it looked like. “They are rather common where I come from, but it is very, very rude to touch them when we just met each other. Perhaps a dinner first to better know each other.”
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cxttlefishculler
“What do we have here? An heiress, no dou8t. I can only hope you're of a 8etter temperament than the current empress. Though I’ll admit... Never you mind, that is perhaps something 8est kept to myself. Would you o8lige a weary gam8lignant, my dear, and show me to this district delta?”
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carcinologist
“Has this city 8een scheduled for requisition already?” It was hard not to think so when so many trolls abound.
“W8, your face... It reminds me of someone.” A pause and then a snap of the fingers.
“The one that spearheaded the sectarian revolt. You are nearly the spitting image.” She whispered for fear of being caught speaking of the event.
“Pray tell, are there any su8jugl8ors about? I’m not in the mood for 8eing hung. I’m still getting into the swing of things here, after all.”
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herokind
It was her first time encountering a young troll in the city. The Marquise was unsure if luck was on her side at the moment. This one, vaguely resembled a small summoner. It was evident even in the manner in which he carried himself that there were differences between him and the man she'd glimpsed at through the magic cueball. She began to wonder again about the prophecies it foretold privy to their fate.
So engrossed was she in her thoughts that she nearly bowled the poor dear over in her stride. Had her pace picked up without her noticing? All thoughts on the matter were quickly put out of her mind. Perhaps he could serve as a source of information, if nothing else.
“Hello, young one.”
“I don't suppose you'd 8e a fan of my lovely self, would you?” She grinned and leaned down to his eye level.
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vampiremonarch
“Well aren't you awfully adora8le.”
She poked pointedly at the young man's fangs curiously. “You regretta8ly lack the horns of my kind though. Tell me a8out yourself. Make it a tale worthy of 8eing written in a tome. I do love a gripping story.”
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shewhotends
Of all the faces she never expected to see before her ever again—let alone in this city—there she was. The jadeblood whom she had considered nudging into the flushed quadrant at one time was within an arms reach from her now. Would she apologize for the games? For getting her killed? Whenever had she been the apologizing sort? Mindfang was not going to start now.
“It's 8een a long time.”
She did not reach out to the woman and hoped the sound of her voice would be enough to make her turn around. There was no hidden sentimentality, only the base desire to cause mischief and to challenge herself by playing her games without powers.
“Let me 8e the first to welcome you 8ack from the throes of death. Though if my greeting was not the first you heard, I'd find it a tad 8it disheartening. Your current gar8 is certainly more agreeable than that other rag you came to me in.”
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kilvasraven
Wings? So even these oddly colored aliens had that sort of mutation. Mindfang took the novelty toy from her pocket. Dare I engage in convers8ion with some winged stranger against my 8etter judgment? The ball was shaken and the answer it gave: maybe.
“In my years of sailing thus far, I've never 8eheld wings such as these. It's a rare mut8tion even where I hail from. Still, they are hardly feathered as yours appear to 8e. They're striking, to say the least.” The Marquise circled the stranger as the corners of her mouth slowly coiled into a grin.
“May I?”
Whether or not she would be granted permission, she reached out to touch them. Briefly, she pondered how such feathers would flatter her hat.
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headphonehitokiri
Mindfang rapped on the stranger's headphones lightly, unsure if mere words would make it past the barrier. “Pardon my o8trusion, my dear 8oy.”
“You wouldn't happen to know where I would come 8y some 8rigands, would you?” She played with a loose lock of hair idly then set it gently into place. “I'm in the market for a crew since I'm too far gone from the one prior. A8sent my guiding hand, I'm not sure how they'd 8ehave. While I certainly only chose the 8est for my fleet, I was their 8eloved captain for a reason.”
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“Well, if it isn’t the 8ig fish herself. You’ll forgive me if I don’t take a 8ow. I’ve neglected to practice my courtesy, and I’ve grown much too fond of this lovely head of mine, you see. I assume you’re referring to the summoner. Sorry to 8urst your 8ubbles, empress, 8ut I’m afraid I’ve yet to meet him. That 8eing said, if such a thing would trou8le him, then he likely has no place in a quadrant with me. I’m sure you know how open I am a8out such affairs, seeing as how Dualscar found it prudent to divulge any such inform8tion pertaining to me to the higher ups. How fairs your ship, 8y the 8y? Still unwillingly piloted, no dou8t.”
shesagam8lignant
if it isnt the spider bitch omfc lmao im gonna have the time of my long glubbin life wheres that winged freak of an ex matesprit of urs tell me honest did he kno that u were doin the do and fillin hella buckets actshelly u kno what nvm idfc keep ur nasty slave humpin away frm my fins thx
#i'm laughing omfg#it's okay mindfang is rude as heck#and she talks a lot#i'm so sorry#the condesce 01#mini
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((So, which of you landlubbers wants to talk to Mindfang? Like this post for a starter. I’m capping at 5. Castmates are exempt from the cap. Lengths will vary, but will likely be on the short side. If I don’t get to them today, then it will be tomorrow for sure.))
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“Oh how I do appreci8 a good challenge.”
Without further ado, here is the Marquise. The app is located under /app. It's a real page turner. *insert stock laugh sfx* Hope everything is up to par!
Welcome to the hive, Marquise!
You will be housed in district delta.
You will retain your enhanced strength, though it will only be enough to barely lift a car. You will also be given a wooden sword and a magic 8-ball.
Enjoy your stay!
– mod 『 』
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