~Annie stays silent and puts her arm in front of Mela. She glares at the woman in silence~
Mela: ...Ohhhh...oh hell no.
She gets a determined look in her eye and sprints into the clearing before Annie can stop her. The woman looks up and smiles
???: Oh, hello dear...
Her eyes narrow and her face shifts, no longer seeming beautiful but insanely angry
???: ...You. What are you doing here...?
Mela: Shut up. I need something...
Mela's eyes widen and she seems genuinely pissed at Annie
Mela: ...
The woman's face morphs back into beauty, drawing Annie in despite herself, despite what she's just seen...overriding all common sense
???: Oh...hello there dear...how can I help you...?
She seems perfect, calming...how could Mela possibly have been afraid of her? Or rude to her for that matter...this woman can do no wrong.
"Pleasure to meet you too. If I'm not too rude. My friend here really wants the thing she asked for. We don't want any trouble. She just needs it very dearly."
~it seems she's still got common sense even under a trance. How is she holding up so well against it. Well you're not quite sure. But at least she's still ok.~