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PostSubject: Poison Ivy   Wed Mar 14, 2018 11:49 am

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Tori's tired of his old pet Ellie, and sold her to the princess for further training after she crossed the line with Tia. Luckily, there is a faerie who is quite interested in a bedwarmer from Kat. Hopefully once Kat is done retraining her, he'll be happy to take her on as his pet in the more crowded city-like part of the fae world.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 7:30 pm

Feeling the eyes on her, Ivy kept to herself and continued her work the hand around her wrist froze her the moment she'd felt it. Following the pressure that gently drew her close, the girl kept her mouth shut when her faerie owner mentioned her having settled in. Her chin lifted as his other hand reached up and lifted it, she knew better than to say anything, her words didn't matter after all, there were no words after his last comment about thinking she could do better the addition of don't you sounded like he wanted a response. It was strange that he didn't try to force her, or try and take something away, and all together far too enticing to give into the desire of behaving so she wouldn't have to feel so alone, "Yes Niko" what if she didn't let herself be manipulated and she was passed on to someone like Katherine, who'd starve her and take away her pen but at the same time it felt like allowing herself to be manipulated again against her better judgement would be breaking, giving in, loosing. The pressure continued to build all the while tangling up in itself and getting bigger her eyes closed and her jaw tightened as teeth grit together in an effort to keep everything off of her face, it wasn't ok for her to break now and reveal everything not after what had already had happened to her. Inhaling sharply and snapping her eyes open the girl studied him, green eyes glittering with various different emotions that were difficult to differentiate between one another Why the hell should I bother? Because you've let me have food? an actual bed? Clothes? go ahead and take them all away i've lived without them before and i can do it again the angry defiant thought drifted to the forefront of her mind, her head hurt and so did her jaw, on the outside neutral and composed yet on the inside she was a mess, different thoughts and feelings tangling with each other and leaving her feeling worse. What should she do? Let herself be manipulated or not, to lean willingly into the touch or continue to remain standoffish, if she remained so then she'd feel alone even more so and the black smog that was slowly corroding her from the inside would eat away at what was left even more and leave her feeling empty all the time. As it was she was certain he'd get bored of her and move her on to someone else so what was the point in getting invested? but if she didn't would he sell her to someone else worse? It all went around and around, repeating, arguing, pleading, but there was nothing she could to stop it, kept still by the firm by gentle touch that had her questioning her decision to not let herself be manipulated. If she let it happen, and tried to not think or remember then would she be happy believing she was worth something, believing she was loved and valued and wanted, underneath it all that was what she wanted but for it to be real, but how could that ever happen to her now? It was all her own fault, she should have been smarter, not letting herself be spirited away, shouldn't have accepted that first quaint little collar. Some how she managed to keep breathing while the pressure grew, the desire to leave this room and lock herself in the bathroom for a while to release it all writhing in her gut. It just wouldn't stop, none of it, it just kept getting worse, more thoughts swirling around her head quicker, louder, the effect making some of her ability to hide her thoughts and feelings from reaching her face fade a little.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 7:46 pm

Watching her, Niko kept quiet as he let his words sink, waiting patiently for her to work out what she wanted to say. The response she’d given was an automatic one, and while he appreciated that it was what she’d been taught, it wasn’t entirely the response he wanted. Brushing his fingers lightly over her cheek as he waited, he watched as she closed her eyes, appearing to be struggling with her thoughts. In a way he could understand it, she’d be so used to being manipulated by her first owner, and then the harsh training methods of the princess, and now his very different ways. It would take a while for everything to sink in properly, but there were a few things that he could say that might make it easier on her. “I won’t take anything from you, Ivy,” he said softly, letting go of her wrist. The touch would be enough to get her thinking about how much effort she wanted to put into things, and once she’d decided, only then would he bring up keeping in touch with Sofia’s pet. He’d penned the letter to the odd noble faerie already, and it was sitting on his desk waiting to be posted when he next had the time. The girl’s mask had dropped a little as she silently struggled, and he took note of the bits he could now see, filing them away for when he could use them later as gentle pressure points. For now though, the quiet touch was enough to start to sway her, and he brushed his fingers through her messy hair for a few precious seconds before moving away from her, not minding not having an answer. She could have some time to think about what she wanted to do, and he wandered into his office, leaving the door half open and he got stuck back into his work, a subtle invitation that she wouldn’t be turned away if she came to him for anything.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 8:07 pm

The gentle touches had been noted by some part of her mind, the fingers over her cheek and fingers through her messy hair were filed away to think about later, for now once he'd left she vanished into the bathroom for a while not reemerging for quite some time. Feeling calmer and more grounded she returned to her chores, the gentle touches now being brought back to the front of her mind while the debate whether she wanted to be manipulated or not continued to rage through the young womans mind. By the time dinner was served she'd decided that while she'd try more to get the touch it wasn't her being manipulated it was her taking advantage of what doors were open to her, like a trade she worked better and he'd give her what she needed. Not completely sure what to do for dinner that'd count as trying she'd put together a dish that would count and while it was in the oven went back and made sure the chores she'd done for the day were better preformed than the day before, too stubborn to preform a complete turn around she'd started to try and that was better than nothing, setting the table and once she'd set the plate with food on it upon the table the girl went to knock on the open door "Dinner's ready" tired from the feelings that had bene storming through her all day and having given into using the razor again she planned to skip dinner and just go to bed.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 8:21 pm

He'd polished off quite a bit of his mountain of work done by the time his pet made her usual quiet knock on the door. Glancing up at her, he sent her a quiet smile and shuffled the pile of papers into a neater pile before emerging, resting his hand on her shoulder lightly. “Thank you. Have you eaten?” She’d been gaining weight steadily, and he was pleased about that, she was looking much healthier now that she had regular meals. A quick glance around the comfortable house told him that she’d started to try, and so he didn’t mention anything more. The box beside the door reminded him again that he needed to send those clothes back off, same with the letter to Sofia, so he made a mental note to do that the next day. Thankfully the trade meeting that he’d been invited to wasn’t for a couple of months yet – the faeries had long learned that he needed a few months notice or he wouldn’t be able to make it to meetings that he was needed at. So hopefully Ivy would be better behaved and more inclined to behave for him in public at that time. He knew she’d have the knowledge from the princess, what he was concerned about was her wanting to do it. He finished the provided dinner quickly, pondering the time before deciding that he wasn’t going to get much more work done tonight. Instead he found a book and sat in the living area to read for a while before he headed to bed, not minding what Ivy did.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 8:50 pm

Loosing some of her tenseness when a warm hand rested on her shoulder, ellie looked up at him quietly and shook her head "No I haven't" not saying anything else she watched as he moved away to sit at the table and began eating without further complaint. Once he'd finished eating she silently walked over and washed up the dishes, drying them and setting them away, unused to him staying around after dinner she watched him quietly for a few moments. Exhausted she was genuinely torn between going to bed and doing something to seek out touch, he'd shown now that he was willing to give her touch and now this seemed like a sort of invitation to do so. Despite what she'd told herself about it not being manipulation it being a trade off, she hesitated to go to him, how she wanted to. Shifting her weight from foot to foot and rubbing the ivy that climbed up her arm she opted to go to her room and snuggled herself under the blankets dealing with the pain of the deep cuts that had been pressed depeer than usual. She didnt' want attention over them, they were something to be ashamed of that she was so weak she would do such a horrible thing to herself, awful, pathetic, what would have her parents said? that she was marring herself, yet it helped, so she had to, there was little else that could help her in that space, state of mind. She was on her own, hiding her face in her pillow beneath the blankets, the girls ability to cry quietly was something she was thankful for.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 9:07 pm

He was well aware of her watching him, but he ignored it, letting her decide how and when she wanted to move things along. The next morning he sent off the ill fitting clothes, not bothering to trade them for ones that would fit for the moment. She’d fitted into the majority of them, so for the moment she’d likely have more than enough. The letter to Sofia was also sent off, and he was soon back at work. The couple of months passed by quickly, with Ivy slowly trying more, and the faerie offering gentle brief touches in return for her efforts. It did seem like his usual tactics were working, though she was stubborn and taking longer than usual, but he’d never minded a challenge. There was also something about her that was different to other pets he’d had, and he had no intention even now of ever moving her on. Not that she needed to know that just yet, she was still only on her first collar after all. Unable to finish his work early like he’d been planning, once dinner was over, he was back in his office and buried in his work again. The trade meeting was only a week away, and he was still undecided if he was going to leave Ivy at home or take him with her for the three or four days it would take in all.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 9:43 pm

Finishing up washing the dinner dishes, Ellie leaned against the bench thinking, the past couple of months had gone faster than she'd expected them to, she'd tried more and by now had some trust of the man he'd allowed her to keep in contact with her friend Sarah and had continued to supply her his touch which had over time helped keep the emptiness at bay. Now she wanted something more, despite keeping herself from going out to seek his touch as it'd be giving into the manipulation a part of her still insisted this was, but if it was did it matter? He'd not done anything to hurt her, he'd treated her well, and despite herself she wanted to be good for him now, she'd been going back and forwards over it all for the past week trying to figure out what she wanted to do and what she should do. Rubbing her arm where the ivy pattern was, the girl pondered over it going back and forwards before finally walking towards the office. Hesitating briefly at the door she rocked backwards and forwards on her feet for a few moments, giving in finally she moved over to him and sat down next to the chair closing her eyes and wanting so much to lean against him but hesitant to do so. Her thoughts swirled around in her head, that all seemed to hush and settle when he touched her, the pressure faded away and she relaxed leaning against his leg and leaning her head against his knee, feeling so wanted, with the simple touch to her head.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 9:51 pm

The movement at his door caught his attention, but he didn’t look up from the report in front of him, waiting to see what she’d do. She’d been going very well recently, her letters had been allowed, and he suppose that she knew he read them, but that wouldn’t likely last much longer. She’d earned enough of his trust that he didn’t need to read them for very long. When she sat at his feet, he moved onto the next report, pleased so far with her decision. It seemed that she’d be coming with him to the trade meeting after all, which meant he’d need to find her something nicer to wear. He wasn’t sure how well the dress the princess had delivered her in had latest. Feeling her lean against him, he dropped his free hand to rest lightly on her head, gently combing through her hair. The trade master said nothing about her decision, simply continuing with his work one handed while the other combing through her hair gently, rewarding her with what she wanted now that she was behaving so well for him. He had a suspicion that this was going to be the turning point for her, and she’d start to properly behave and do her work for him. In return, he didn’t mind giving her what she wanted, it was so clear that she craved the attention and touch that he was offering to her wordlessly.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 10:33 pm

Leaning against him more the longer she sat there, her arms ended up wrapping around his leg hugging herself to him and nuzzling her face into the warm leg. Despite herself she'd given in quickly once she'd sat down, the main two things she worried about, that frightened her in this moment wanted to slip out which she didn't want to happen, it wasn't a good idea to talk about things, nobody was interested nobody cared. That had been a lesson she'd learnt from both Tori and Katherine, even if he did care it'd only be temporary, Katherine had very firmly installed in her mind that she was just some plaything to be moved on as soon as she got boring, that any children she had due to being a plaything weren't hers and could be taken away or killed at the faeries choice. sarah hadn't helped her in that department, having talked about what happened to her own kid when she'd found out, her arms tightened around his leg as a soft sentence slipped out "please, don't hurt me, don't get sick of me" it was small and pathetic, nearly a whimper of her voice and slightly muffled due to her hiding her face in hi sleg.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 10:41 pm

The faerie continued to stroke his hand over her hair, not minding that she was leaning into him. It was enough for now that she’d chosen to come to him for affection, so he was going to keep giving it to her. Hearing the soft whimper, he finally paused in his work and looked down at the girl clinging to him. Moving his hand slightly, he slipped his fingers under her chin and lifted her head gently, wanting to see her face. “I won’t,” he told her gently, brushing gentle fingers over her cheek to try and comfort her. The princess truly had broken her down, but he was still of the opinion that she hadn’t been properly broken. It didn’t bother him thankfully, he liked his pets to have a bit of spark in them. It just seemed that this little one would need some gentle coaxing to be more comfortable about it first. “You’re alright here.” Now that she’d taken that first step, he could replace her collar with a new one, a quiet reward for opening up a little, and he had the collar ready. It was just a matter of working out the right time for it.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Apr 08, 2018 11:08 pm

Clinging to him and hiding her face she didn't want to move her face and didn't want to meet his gaze, however she knew that it wasn't up for debate. Lifting her chin and doing her best to smooth out her features, meeting his gaze quietly knowing that she had to, her green eyes meeting his darker gaze. He spoke quietly, telling her that he wouldn't fingers brushing over her cheek comfortingly, the side of her that'd learnt from Tori and Kat's methods insisted that this was just another means of controlling her, manipulating her and yet, and yet there was a very sincereness to his tone and look that made her believe him at least partially. Watching him quietly, Ivy leant into the fingers, he added that she was alright here, not releasing his leg now very intent to stay as close as she could to him while she was allowed to be, and there was no way she could tell him how much it was helping her. She just wanted to be close although the jaded side wouldn't stop warning her what a mistake she was making by what was to her starting to open up, it warned her that opening up meant opening risk that the snark and sass she'd always had and had been squashed by Katherine would start to reappear and she'd get into trouble and the touch, it'd be taken away from her.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Mon Apr 09, 2018 12:43 pm

She’d turned into quite a clingy girl for the moment, but the faerie didn’t address that, choosing instead to let go of her chin and brush his fingers through her hair again. Saying nothing more, he left his hand on her head to comfort and reward her, and got back to his work, moving through the bits of paper and reports fairly quickly. He enjoyed his job for the most part, but he honestly couldn’t wait until he’d paid off his debt and no longer had to work quite as long hours as he was currently doing. Plus he’d then be able to go see his cousin for a while. Reminded about the meeting after a while of silence, he flicked a glance down at the girl at his feet for a brief moment, resting his hand against her cheek to gather her attention subtly. “What condition is the dress the princess gave you in?” If it wasn’t suitable, then he’d have to get something for her, and that required precious time that he didn’t really have to spare at the moment.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Tue Apr 10, 2018 7:28 pm

When her chin was let go, the girl snuggled her face into his leg, it wasn't very long before she was interrupted by a hand on her cheek that drew her attention. Looking up at the dark skinned man, he asked abotu the dress that she'd come in "Clean and ironed" it was one of her saving graces, she always took very good care of her clothes taking great pride in them "The shoes are nice again too" clothes were so nice and important so it was imperative that they were well looked after. There was also a hope that if she looked after her clothes that she might get more, they were so nice to collect, although his question suggested that an outing might be on the cards. Watching him quietly awaiting his decision so that he'd tell her what was going on, Ellie opted to move her head to rest her chin on his knee all the better to watch him. Her eyes were half closed, while she leant her head into the touch a happier look in her gaze, one of the happiest she'd had here.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Tue Apr 10, 2018 8:24 pm

Waiting for her response, he was pleased with her answer. “Excellent. You’ll need it next week. Ensure that it’s clean for Wednesday.” Combing his fingers through her hair gently, he took note of the expression on her face, pleased that she’d taken the step to come and be with him. It really did mark her decision to become more comfortable and at ease with him and his home. “Watch your head.” Leaning over her, he pulled open the drawer on that side of the desk, pulling out the slightly more intricate collar. It was made of a softer material than her current one, and he’d keep it around the same tightness – perhaps a tiny bit tighter. He wasn’t going to make it too tight as it was supposed to be a reward for her, for growing more comfortable and settling in nicely with her chores. “Stand up for a moment, my dear.” Once she had, he slipped the new collar around her neck, removing the old one and letting his fingers trace over her skin gently, somewhat testing her to see what she’d do. He knew she’d been trained as a bedwarmer, but he wasn’t going to force that. It was merely a bonus of buying her, and he’d let that part of her chores occur naturally.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Wed Apr 11, 2018 3:39 pm

Praising her, he told her that she would need it next week which was extremely interesting, she hadn't been on a trip out in quite some time. Wherever they were going it would at least prove to be an opportunity to get out of the house and find out more about what he did, distracted when he combed his fingers through her thick hair, Ivy couldn't help but lean her head into his hand more his touch soothing her and while she had it the emptiness didn't hurt, everything was fine. Her eyes had closed without her knowing it, now that she finally had her fix of his touch, the girl was happy, green eyes flicked back open at the warning she moved her head down out of the way as a drawer was pulled open. Standing up as she was ordered, the woman stayed perfectly still as he removed the collar about her neck and replaced it with a new one, it felt softer and gentler on her skin about to trace her fingers over it she registered his fingers brushing down her neck. Inhaling sharply she watched him not moving away from the touch, the skin on her neck ever sensitive to touch.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Wed Apr 11, 2018 5:25 pm

As she reacted to his touch, he took note of it and pulled his fingers away, unwilling to push her more right at this point in time. Instead, he kept the topic on her new collar. “More comfortable than the other one? You’re to care for Umhlaba as well now, along with the rest of your chores.” He was going to begin to be more strict on her, expecting a higher standard with her chores, and wasn’t going to be hesitant to inform her of his standards. Her reaction to his touch had told him many things, but he didn’t delve into it, merely turning back to his work and allowing her to choose what she wanted to do next. If she wanted to leave, he didn’t mind, but he had a hunch that she was going to sit and lean against him again. The young woman seemed quite starved for touch, and it was going to be almost too easy to begin manipulating her with it, even if she did know how faeries worked. Perhaps she might even be like other old pets he’d dealt with, and just went along with it because it was easier. After all, he had his ways of discipling his pets, and though she hadn’t yet directly disobeyed him, he was well aware that the potential for that to happen was there.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Wed Apr 11, 2018 10:26 pm

Taking a step back when he pulled his fingers away from her, she nodded when he asked if it was more comfortable than the other, at least she'd get some more time with the cern. Just nodding again she turned and left, returning to her room and closing the door behind her with a sigh, it'd been hard to pull herself away, the hunger to sit back down and resume clinging to him strong and compelling. Ultimately she was too wary to allow herself to be manipulated too easily, didn't she remember? She'd be abandoned, she wasn't interesting in the slightest, boring "Just a pair of shoes" she didn't know what to do about the conflict that'd returned to her so quickly. A new collar, one step further from being deemed too hard and being sold on, and one step closer to getting boring and being sold on, it was so overwhelming the extreme desire to have touch to be held and not feel like she was nothing.


No one ever cared enough to see beneath what had been created to keep herself safe, to hide from the world the way she felt, how bleak it was inside her mind, there was a part that recorded every single negative thing anyone had ever said to her and played it over and over in her head. Weak, pathetic, worthless, useless, no body cares about you, you're just some human, a little pet to use, abuse find mildly entertaining and then dispose of. why aren't you dead, just die already, you can never go home, can never see your parents and whats the point of writing when you'd have to fill in the gaps with so many lies your nose would grow? over and over the words ruthlessly and aggressively chipped away at her mind and self esteem. Hunching over and sinking to her knees hugging her arms to herself, she didn't understand why she felt this way, how she could go from so happy and content hugging Niko's leg and pretending she was loved, the touch that had given her such a happy how now helped drag her back down. The touch meant nothing, just a tool for him to manipulate her with it, so that she'd be a meek obedient little toy, so she'd do everything he asked without question, and yet despite that knowledge she continued to crave touch, to be held in someone arms and told that it wasn't true, that what her head told her wasn't true, that she was loved, wanted, safe above all.


Curling up on the floor, trying to escape the incredible amount of thoughts and feelings that sought to choke her, to overwhelm her all she wanted to do was beg to be allowed to die, unwilling to let anyone know abotu what was going on inside so scared that she'd be told she was blowing it out of proportion she was being silly, paranoid, some great invisible heavy force felt like it was squeezing the air out of her lungs, all she wanted to happen was for it to all stop, to not feel anything, to die if that meant it'd all go away and leave her alone. "Let it end" this had happened once or twice whilst she was underneath Kats care, each time it'd been ignored until she sorted itself out, not that she was even sure she wanted attention right now, so weak and small nothing like the defiant girl that she was, that she should be. She also didn't know her new owners reaction to such a thing, despite seeming calm on the surface it wasn't worth the risk of drawing attention to herself. Thus she kept as quiet as she could, struggling to draw breath and curling up tighter, not understanding how this had even come about, one moment she was fine, settled and snuggling into warmth that belonged to a person and now she felt like an empty shell trying to breathe and being unable to get enough air. Fear was starting to really take hold, seeking shelter she squished herself underneath the bed tears streaming down her features and becoming more panicky.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Wed Apr 11, 2018 10:50 pm

It seemed that she’d chosen to leave, and he said nothing, merely getting on with his work. She was an interesting girl, much more complex than he’d first thought, and it intrigued him. He liked puzzles, he liked challenges, and she was beginning to prove herself as just that. Working for a while longer, the lack of noise outside his workroom seemed to take on a quieter feel, and he abandoned his work to see where she was. She’d often been retreating to her room after dinner, but it was unlike her now to have the door closed. Usually she was simply curled on her bed or the floor drawing on herself. Giving the door a gentle knock, he pushed it open, surveying the room to see if he could find her. She couldn’t be anywhere else in the house, she always left her door open unless she was inside and wanted it closed. “Ivy.” His voice was gentle as he spotted her hiding under the bed. Choosing not to go to her in case she preferred to be alone, he studied her for a few seconds before speaking again, not moving from where he was standing at her doorway. “Are you alright, my dear?” He wasn’t entirely sure if she wanted comfort, or to be left alone, so he hesitated to move closer to her, though his tone made it clear that he was offering comfort if she wanted or needed it. She was obviously hiding something from him, and while he wasn’t going to force her to talk to him, it was a little worrying. He was going to have to keep an eye on her and make sure that things didn’t spiral out of control for her. Perhaps the trip to the meeting in the next city over would help a little. After a few more moments of studying her, he made an exception to usual and settled down on the floor, leaning up against the wall and partly leaning on the doorframe. She was definitely struggling with something internal at the moment, and he wanted to offer her any comfort that he could to help her get through it. It had the bonus side effect of making her trust him more, but already he'd grown fond of her, and he'd made the decision a fair while ago that he wasn't going to be moving her on, so he was going to make a few exceptions for her so that she'd learn to be comfortable and relaxed in his home now that she was here for good.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Thu Apr 12, 2018 1:16 pm

Somewhere throughout the storm that occupied her mind, a quiet gentle mention of the nickname that had become the name she responded to pulled her away from focusing on what was going on in her mind. Looking out from her hiding place she warily inched closer to the edge of the bed that she was hiding under, in time to hear him ask if she was alright. Torn between telling him to go away and cry out that she needed help, watching one another she was surprised when he decided to sit down, it some how made reaching out all the easier. Squirming her way out from beneath the bed she crawled over to him and seated herself on his lap, her hands grasping at his shirt so she couldn't be pushed away, not wanting to face the world the girl hid her face in his shirt crying, the girl didn't have the words to explain to the faerie about what was going on in her head. Ivy didn't understand how the touch worked, but it helped, she had no idea how long it took until she was finally cried out, the warmth and arms, the support he gave to her helped, all of the problems were still there they hadn't gone away but for the moment they weren't overwhelming. For now she could cope again, taking in shaking breaths and tightening her hands in the shirt "I'm sorry, I just, it all, it was all too much" theh words were quietly murmured and rather muffled, slowly settling from the panic and weight of everything, closing her eyes and not letting go of him, the worry about being manipulated and used, everything that had set her off in the beginning was still there but significantly less.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Thu Apr 12, 2018 3:20 pm

She seemed to hesitate, unsure of herself, but soon was scooting over to him and was curling herself into his lap. With her face hidden in his shirt, and her hands curled firmly in the fabric, it appeared that she wasn’t intending to be going anywhere soon. The trade faerie took advantage of it, slipping his arms around her and brushing his fingers through her hair gently, not saying anything while she sobbed. He wasn’t quite sure how long they sat there until her crying ebbed away, he merely brushed some stray hairs out of her face when she finally spoke, keeping his voice just as gentle as before. “You’re alright, my dear. Take your time.” He hadn’t stopped stroking his fingers through her hair, knowing how she reacted to the comforting touch and using that to help make her feel safer with showing emotions to him. As long as something like this didn’t happen in public, he wasn’t going to punish her for it. “Is there anything you want to talk about, sweetheart?” The gentle offer was quiet, and he rested his head against the wall he was leaning against, not minding her being curled quite close into him and holding on tightly to his shirt. It wasn’t the first time that being gently patient with a pet had paid off, and he was fairly sure that she was going to be much better behaved for him after this.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Thu May 31, 2018 5:47 pm

There was a storm in her mind, an attack on her person by the dark clouds that poisoned her, cruel harsh words sounded constantly in her head. Ever reminding her of her flaws, the large list always being added to whenever she did something, listening as the quiet voice told her that it was alright, to take her time Ellie closed her eyes attempting and failing to breathe through her blocked nose a side effect of her tears. The touch was so nice, it aided in relaxing her shoulders and deeper breaths being taken instead of the panicked shallow breaths, the rest of the tension soon following suit. Without warning the voice spoke again, asking if there was anything to talk about, quickly she tensed up a little and shook her head. This wasn't something she could talk about, the anxiety and the thick black cloud that tried to suffocate her and pushed her into tearing her skin that some of the agony the cloud caused would escape along with her red blood as it bubbled free of her skin. She had to keep smiling as if everything was alright, she'd always been good at pretend and so she'd dedicate time into being manipulated into the pet that he wanted. It was the best option despite the fact that the idea of being the perfect little pet was somewhat repugnant, what good had come of being a faeries pet? Nothing. Pets were to be used, manipulated and flaunted about as if they were an accessory, swallowing the lump in her throat as best she could, Ellie debated what to do next she wanted to do nothing more than stay close to the comfort, to try and feel safe with the warm arms around her yet at the same time she felt it'd be more correct to pull back and smile. The smile was like a mask that she could trust to keep her true thoughts and feelings hidden, unable to choose between the two options the brunette stayed where she was focusing on the slow breathing in and out she'd learnt helped ease the anxieties simmering in the background. What was that movie again... Frozen it'd had words that had helped her as a child learn to hide things, conceal don't feel don't let it show, at the age she was she shouldn't relate so much to such a silly character but the parallels to herself and Elsa in her mind were glaringly obvious. They were both trapped and had to be what the people around them wanted them to be, isolated and afraid, however unlike Elsa, Ellie would never be free after all she wasn't even Ellie anymore a new name Ivy was now her monkier. Finding the tissues in one of her pockets, she lifted them and dried her face afterwards blowing her nose, able to breathe a little better through it afterwards the girl tucked the tissues away and focused on breathing as well as the touch that seemed to make everything melt away, without even knowing it she was leaning into the hand brushing through her hair, sweet silence followed the touch, soothing the noise, the parade, the brutal attack letting her find peace even if it was brief.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Fri Jul 13, 2018 5:33 pm

He could already tell that it was going to be a long journey helping his new pet work herself out, and recover from the princess’ harsh training methods. He knew very well why she trained pets the way she did, it made the new owners seem much more friendly and kinder, which in turn made sure that the pets continued to behave. Still, he had a feeling that there was a rebellious streak in Ivy that the princess hadn’t quite managed to stamp out completely. Hopefully she would grow to feel more comfortable with him, and not be so afraid of him and what he asked of her. Not pushing for her to speak, he simply continued to hold her and brush his fingers through her hair. There were so many ways he could train her now, but he was banking on the gentle and steady way would be best for her. Ignoring the work that he should be doing, since the king liked him to keep as on top of things as he could, Niko didn’t really keep track of how long he spent comforting Ivy, letting her settle and take her time in doing so. As he felt her relax, he tucked her hair behind her ears, keeping gentle. “That’s it, just breathe. It’s okay, my dear.”

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sat Jul 14, 2018 11:26 am

There was so much going on on the inside that she felt surely she could never show, hating the way she was aware she was being manipulated and herself even more for letting it happen. She couldn't help it, the gentle touches were saving her life, stopping her from drowning completely, an expert at the art of pretending now she'd been through the breakdown it'd be easier to hide everything away for a while. There was nothing to talk about with him, faeries didn't care, even if it was like something was eating your insides away. The two conflicting sides of her brain wanted to drive her mad, letting herself believe the faeries lie meant the pain would lessen, she was going to be used whether she was aware or not after all surely it'd be smarter to go with the option that'd hurt the least. The depression, self hate, self harm, you didn't just talk about those things, you had to smile and hide the hurt even if it wouldn't let you completely pretend. Going around in repetitive circles she wound up asleep on the faerie, completely and utterly exhausted from the partial breakdown where the thoughts and feelings had overwhelmed her. Her arms had ended up around his middle, and her head resting on him, tear stained cheeks slowly drying, at least her dreams were usually mildly pleasant, a refuge for her conscience from the way her brain tortured her.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Thu Sep 27, 2018 6:08 pm

He didn’t mind sitting there with her, still stroking his hand gently over her hair as she settled, eventually falling asleep in his arms. Once she was deeply asleep, he got to his feet and placed her on the bed, covering her lightly with one of the blankets in the room. Leaving her there to sleep and hopefully settle, he closed the door behind him to give her some peace and got back to his work, mulling over the girl. Obviously the princess had thoroughly broken her in some ways, it was rare for a pet that old to be this broken. It was going to take a very gentle touch to help her become accustomed to him and what he wanted from her, and plenty of time, but that didn’t bother him. He liked a challenge, he had the patience, and he had the time. He wasn’t going to allow her to be sold off to anyone else, they would only ruin her for good, and she had such potential.

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PostSubject: Re: Poison Ivy   Sun Sep 30, 2018 9:36 pm

She slept a dreamless deep sleep, waking up at the usual time she was now used to, Ivy ate breakfast only because she knew she was expected to at this point, tired from what had happened the night before still the girl preformed the chores as was expected. Thoughts beating a well worn track in her mind, a little clumsier than normal due to how distracted she was, Ivy prepared a banana and brown sugar sandwich which was left on the table for him. The open door of his office was knocked upon "Lunch" it was so strange how after letting all that emotion out she felt nothing now, just drained. Resuming cleaning she didn't really surface until she was done, standing in a patch of sun, green eyes flicked to the office door. She wasn't a fool, nor was she a perfect pet despite what the princess had broken her to be, achingly aware of what he was doing to her, using her touch starved self against her, figuring that the girl would do nearly anything for a gentle touch that soothed the thoughts and allowed her to feel loved and wanted for a small time. How pathetic was that, she was so desperate for it that a hand lifting her chin felt good, arms wrapped around herself tightly. Wishing that she didn't know what was going on, that she was unaware of the manipulation that was training her to be exactly what he wanted, the part of her that was aware wanted to run away, to break things to get back home where she belonged but logic warned her from following that part of her treacherous heart. She'd end up in a worse situation if she did that, struggling to ignore the pull that begged her to go to the faerie, against her will she gave in, even just sitting at his feet with the barest of touches would chase the darkness away if only briefly. A brief candle in the blackness that corroded her insides, the pull tugged the girl into his office and trained manners demanded she sat at his feet which she did. Essentially taking a risk, Ivy wrapped her arms around one of his legs clinging to him, so desperate for someone warm and gentle to give her even small tidbits of what it was like to be loved. Leaning her head against his leg, the tugging sensation gone, Ivy was silent struggling to comprehend and cope with the conflicting feelings and thoughts. "I know what you're doing to me" sounding much hoarser than she'd anticipated ivy hesitated "You're using touch to manipulate me into being what you want me to be, I'm acutely aware of it. Every little trick you use" her grip tightened a little "and how i hate being aware, I wish I wasn't, if i wasn't then maybe i could be happy" but she couldn't turn it off, the stubborn feelings just shouted lies, its all lies whenever she tried to ignore them or drown them out. The stubbornness made her hide her face so he couldn't see the tears well up again, she couldn't cry again that was so stupid, stupid stupid stupid, Faeries didn't love their pets they used them. She'd never know anything genuine, stuck in a world that just didn't give a shit, the girl behaved for him now sure, she got a reward of touch out of it but that didn't mean she wasn't aware that he had already manipulated her, indeed Ellie was increasingly aware that Niko would continue to manipulate the pet named Ivy for his own gains that was the faerie way and to expect different was to be a pathetic fool who's hopes would only be sundered.

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