Marquise Spinneret Mindfang
Scourge of F8
=> Greet the Wrigglers.
You greet them with a snake's smirk. You're nice to your matesprit. That doesn't mean that you're nice to everyone else.
"Aye, thou presumes correctly." Mindfang looked over Terezi,
"And thou would be Neophyte Redglare's descendant. Give her my fondest regards when she awakens. And I kindly ask that thou requests she leave my matesprit alone." Mindfang's tone wasn't kind. She was being the pirate right now. Heh heh, it was a lot of fun to change her style of speech. She hadn't
actually spoken like a scourge of the seas since asking Darkleer to replace her arm.
Except when she was startled. And dammit, her old style of speech seemed to amuse the Summoner for some reason.
Finally, Mindfang turned to Vriska,
"But it is thee that I have come to speak with." Hm. Vriska really did look like her.