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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 17, 2019 23:42:05 GMT -6
Anika’s eyes fluttered at the sight of the hovering girl-flower-thing, whatever it was. The eyes and hair distracted Anika some though the girl still had a faint spark of fight left in her however fading.
“Who cares about dreams?” Anika muttered. She tried to bat it away with her hand, a mite weakly.
The pheromones coming from the flowers and the sweetened water made the girl quite dizzy and those eyes were dazzling.
“W-who are you?” Anika stuttered.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2019 23:49:20 GMT -6
Ilnia giggled almost inaudibly.
"I'm Ilnia. And what's you're name?" She asked in a polite tone of voice. Whilst she asked this, the vines she'd set up underneath Anika stealthily rose out of the ground and started wrapping around her ankles. She got some pure nectar from her flower she had used as a cup for Anika, and, dabbing a good amount on her finger, pushed it into Anika's mouth, hoping the sweet, sticky hypnotic distraction would keep her from noticing the vines wrapping around her feet.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 18, 2019 0:07:42 GMT -6
Anika's eyes widen when Ilnia's fingers entered her mouth and she pulled her head back but it was too slow and the pure nectar started it's work. The girl looked at Ilnia again, this time in wonder and her arms fell to her sides.
"My name is Anika." she answered not noticing the vines around her feet.
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 8:28:47 GMT -6
Ilnia snickered under her breath. Human faces were very expressive, she'd forgotten quite the extent in her 'exile'. "You have a nice name, Anika. Why don't you stay with me for a while, so I can help you find your way back?" She suggested. Of course now that Ilnia had worked all her charms on the bewitched Anika, such a suggestion may in effect be more like an order. The vines wrapped Anika up further, going quickly but gingerly over her legs and up towards her waist, with a couple strands on each side wrapping round her wrists. She used the leverage the vines gave her to lift Anika up, and she sprouted a flower underneath Anika. Lying Anika down on the flower, she loosed the vines slightly so that it was more like a blanket over Anika, and Ilnia seated herself underneath Anika's head, stroking her hair as she looked down at her like a newly-acquired pearl.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 20, 2019 11:19:17 GMT -6
A faint blush came over Anika’s cheeks, possibly from the compliment or the flower pheromones, who could say for sure. She also nodded at Ilnia’s suggestion, taking it to heart.
“O-Okay” Anika replied.
The girl around in a dazed state and hardly acknowledged the vines around her. It was when they lifted her that she made a small whine but otherwise she did nothing to protest as if she could.
“What- going on?” Anika muttered before she was placed in a large pinkish flower. She quieted down once she was lying down and relaxed when Ilnia starting petting her.
“Hello~” she said dreamily
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 13:00:48 GMT -6
Ilnia giggled in delight. "Hello to you too, Anika." She replied, sending just one stray spiral through her right eye as she said 'Anika'. It was an idea she'd thought up - if she gave a small hypnotic stimulus every time she said Anika's name, then just saying Anika's name to her would have a small hypnotic effect over time. It sounded non-suspicious as a word, and she had an excuse to use it when addressing her. "How would you like to be my doll, Anika? It would be a lot of fun, we'd get to have so much time together..." Ilnia suggested in almost a whisper, once again looking Anika straight in the eye and letting out a spiral as she said her name.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 20, 2019 13:19:38 GMT -6
Anika would barely notice the stray spiral but it’s affect would be great. It felt nice to be acknowledged. Ilnia’s whispers forced Anika to listen carefully. Had she had a clearer mind, the idea of being someone’s doll would have made her cross. But once again the smell of the flowers, the sultry voice, and spiral again washed away an thought of resistance.
Feeling it rude not to answer, Anika said. “Sure Ilnia, sounds fun.”
And with that she eased a little more, allowing the flower girl to choose her fate.
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 13:45:46 GMT -6
Ilnia smiled brightly at the reply. "I'm so happy that you agreed, Anika!" She said, expressing joy but being careful not to raise her voice. This time when she said Anika's name, she leaned in close and used her spirals at their full power - she'd need it for what was going to happen next. Leaning back again, she wrapped up Anika completely in vines, and closed the petals of the flower she was lying on around her once Ilnia had left the flower. Making sure it was clamped tightly and had air sealed in it, Ilnia plunged the flower bud with Anika in it under the ground. Ilnia followed down into the tunnel it made, her vines rearranging the dirt so that the ground was as it had been before, and her powers over plants allowing her to regrow the grass over it. Eventually, they came to an underground section of a large complex of ruins, some of which rose out as remains of tall towers rising far above the ground, only to be hidden by an even taller jungle tree. Ilnia brought them both to a crumbling gallery, the floor now grass, and reopened Anika's flower. "We've arrived at my dollhouse, Anika." Ilnia whispered as she opened up Anika's vine cocoon, and letting out her usual spiral as she said Anika's name.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 20, 2019 14:12:09 GMT -6
Anika’s mind became foggiest if at all possible at the full power of the hypnosis rings coming from Ilnia’s eyes. However, if she had a say in the matter or even the power to speak at this point, Anika would have that the vines were her favorite. She felt so safe all tucked up and it only got better once the flower closed around her.
Anika’s world grew dark as she went underground but did she care? Of course not. Though it was dark, tight, and shook now and then, Anika couldn’t be better.
Then Anika was brought back up, out of the flower and tumbled out onto soft grass. When she looked up Anika saw the ancient ruins and looked on in amazement but had lost her ability to speak.
Soon Ilnia came into view and told her of arriving at the doll house. Anika could only smile softly and nodded once to let Ilnia know that she was listening
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 14:25:51 GMT -6
"I can tell we'll get along well, Anika." Ilnia said, smiling beautifully to communicate how pleased she was with Anika's behavior. "Now, I'm sure you're tired from your trip, Anika... How about a nice tea party, hmm?" She asked, rhetorically since she was quite confident that Anika would nod in agreement. Ilnia set Anika down on the ground to see if her doll would walk, and went out onto the now grassy balcony that Ilnia had decided was the tea room, mostly because of the stone table in the middle of it. The balcony overlooked a small ravine with a river running through it. Ilnia made chairs out of flowers as the backrest and seat and vines as the armrests. Some of her vines she had sunk into the ground to go and retrieve a pot and two bowls from elsewhere in the ruin, which she popped into a closed flower bud like she did with Anika but smaller, and brought them to be dropped onto the table.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 20, 2019 16:25:33 GMT -6
The smile Ilnia’s face reflected on Anika and she felt pleased. At the mention of being tired caused the girl to yawn tiredly and she nodded her head with heavy eyes.
Stumbling to her feet for a moment, Anika soon steadied herself and followed Ilnia to the grassy balcony. The view was lovely to the entranced girl but she could not express this no matter how much she wanted to. She dared not speak without being asked to.
She sat on the flowery chair with her mistress, anticipating for tea and her Ilnia’s next request. Like a good doll
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2019 7:39:08 GMT -6
Ilnia filled the pot with water from the ravine down below, placed some leaves on it from a tree the other side of the ravine, and found an underground magma strain to heat it next to. Bringing the pot back up in it's flower bud, she added some of her nectar to it for sweetening, and poured the mixture into the two bowls, passing one to Anika. "So, Anika, where did you come from?" She asked conversationally, sipping her tea after her usual stray eye-spiral.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 21, 2019 10:08:46 GMT -6
Anika just sat there quietly as the tea was preparing. If she had a clearer mind she would have tried to think of a way out of this but such thoughts vanished when Ilnia’s spiral appeared once again.
Taking the flower cup, Anika answers. “I come from the eastern village by the jungle. We have that towering wall.” Anika then proceeded in drinking the tea. She could practically feel the affects of the nectar muddying her resolve.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2019 7:26:04 GMT -6
"Oh, I might know the one you're talking about. Do you have any friends there, Anika?"
Ilnia asked, thinking about adding to her 'doll' collection. She casually reached over to the trees on the other side of the ravine with her vines and plucked a banana and a mango to have as a side to their makeshift tea, giving herself the mango and passing the banana over onto Anika's side of the table.
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Post by BurgundyBoa on May 24, 2019 7:40:01 GMT -6
Anika thought through the fog in her mind and tried to find anyone. For a while the girl was silent... until. “I usually work during the day,” Anika answered. “but there is a girl I talk to occasionally. Her name is Beiji.” Then she spotted some of the fruit, she licked her lips and her stomach growl with anticipation.
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