There were several reasons for her to ignore his words, to leave him here to rot away while she hunted down that bastard. Now the Queen was a good judge of character, usually, some sultry bitches had managed to get through her usual defenses. Though, then again those times were usually when she was otherwise occupied or compromised. Hate, disdain and a thirst for revenge were things that she could understand and sense.<br/><br/>â€œStand if you must, though I am sure you know that trying anything with me is likely to just cause you to die sooner?â€ she smirked and unfolded her arms from her chest, to rest her fists on her hips.<br/><br/>â€œLook, I will have my trackers check your claims, if it proves to be true, then I will be back and we will discuss it further. Now,â€ she grinned. â€œDon't go anywhere,â€ her words fell from her lips with mirth and humor, then rolled into a hearty chuckle while she knocked on the door to be let out. When the door opened she stepped out, though a wary eye was kept on him until the door was sealed and shut once again.<br/><br/>That done she headed to the deck and bellowed for her beloved witch doctor, â€œDoctor!!!!â€<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">Upon hearing the Queen call for her, the Witch Doctor immediately responded, "Yes?"</span></span><br/><br/>"Oh, there you are. I need your sharks and our trackers to check on the location of Rotter. One of our<br/>guests say that he should be touching down in the Port o' Snakes. I want to make sure that is in fact true, before I decide what to do with him. Can you do that for me?" oddly polite as she spoke to the other woman.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">The Witch Doctor grinned, "Of course I can, that won't be a problem at all."</span></span><br/><br/>"Good. So..do that and let me know...like....now?" she said with a gesture of her hand.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">With a nod, she went back to the edge of the ship and snapped her fingers. The two remaining sharks were summoned to her immediately and she gave her orders to the smaller shark to set off and confirm Rotterâ€™s location. As fast as these fire sharks were, it would still take awhile for them to return. Luckily she had a sort of connection with the smaller one; she had not sent it simply because it was smaller and more agile, but because she could tap into its mind. It was one of the odd traits one picks up when studying voodoo magic: you tie yourself to someone or something, so long as itâ€™s living it becomes a part of you.<br/><br/>Sometime later, the shark had found its target, then turned around and returned to the Pervy Freedom. <br/><br/>â€œExcellent news, it seems the shark is tellign me that Rotter's location is confirmed.â€ The Witch Doctor said with a small amount of elation in her voice, her signature grin widening.</span></span><br/><br/>"I should give you a raise. How about, from now on you can claim four souls when we attack a ship? Instead of the usual two. Sounds good to you?" she said with a friendly smile.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">An enthusiastic nod was given, "That sounds wonderful!"</span></span><br/><br/>"Excellent! I will inform the crew, now have your fun with that dimwitted one and I will come find you later," the overall demeanor of the captain was different. Friendly, excited and just more up beat. Then again she was always excited about a hunt and this was her biggest prey yet.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">It was not often that the Witch Doctor showed fear, but she had winced and seemed a bit smaller when she gave the Queen the bad news, the Queen was excited about this hunt but she had to get this out, â€œThereâ€™s a small problem with that. That crazy idiot, Jacoda, and the girl have taken one of my sharks and escapedâ€¦ But! The girl did tell me that one of the clues to where the Pearl is, is located in Cape Horn. I plan to look into this.â€ Better face the Queen now than later on, when she was really in a bad mood.</span></span><br/><br/>That killed her mood and made her entire demeanor darken, "What?" she asked again just on the off chance that she had misheard.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">A few members of the crew seemed to stop everything they were doing and watch as the scene unfolded before them. There was something amusing about that crazy Witch being scolded by the queen and they couldnâ€™t keep their mouths shut. â€œYeah, I saw it with my own eyes! Jacoda took the girl and ran off with her. The girl even managed to kill one of our own,â€ One man spoke up, pointing to the corpse, smiling. He had several teeth missing.<br/><br/>Frozen where she stood, the Witch Doctor could only nod her head slowly to confirm everything she and the crew member, who had so graciously confirmed before her, had said. She was speechless, with anger and guilt, livid that she had failed the Queen.</span></span><br/><br/>For a long while she was silent her eyes closed before she cast her gaze to the floor, "How did you let that happen? You were supposed to make her cry and bleed, not take one of your sharks with that fucking love sick asshole!" she shouted. "How the fuck did they take one of the sharks? Explain that one to me, because you assured me that they were not easily taken. How the fuck did you let this happen and it better be a good excuse or I swear to all that is unholy in the world and the black in your heart you will suffer a thousand times what any have suffered at your hands..." the threat was clear and unmistaken. Someone was going to pay for this, she did not care who.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œSomehow they had gotten their hands on one of my magic fish,â€ her voice was meek, her hands trembling. Snickers and murmurs from the crew could be heard but she did her best to block them out and keep calm. â€œI was going to feed the little brat to my sharks...â€ The Witch couldnâ€™t even finish her sentence; the fear within her being had seemed to clog her throat and speech. As much as she wished she could have conjured up a better excuse, as much as she wished she could pull something out of her ass, she knew, most unfortunately, this was the best she could do.</span></span><br/><br/>"Send the other sharks to kill that one! Put a curse on them! Make his dick fall off! I don't care what you do, but something better be done. Understood?" she wanted to punch something, to disembowel someone.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œU-understood,â€ with that, before she became the object the Queen punched, the Witch Doctor called her sharks again and sent them off to find Jacoda and Aris. The thought of them suffering had lifted her spirits a bit and some color returned to her ashen face. Oh, she was going to make them pay for this alright. She would not fail the queen again.</span></span><br/><br/>A growl left her lips as she stormed off back down to the holding cells, the door was opened without a word for her and the prisoner spoke when she entered.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8040"><span style="font-weight: bold">The prisoner looked up expectantly, but his expression quickly turned to one of disappointment when he saw his captor's face. She was back, as promised, but she also looked furious.<br/><br/>"Did ye hear what ye wanted?", he asked dejectedly.</span></span><br/><br/>"Aye and things that I did not," she met his gaze and held it. "I will let you out of here and on a probationary period on deck. Still chained but out of here and with some decent food. You try anything at all and I will have the sharks eat you, starting at your feet while you are a live and awake. Understand?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8040"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Absolutely, Pirate Queen. S'more freedom than I had up in the sky, believe it or not."</span></span><br/><br/>"I can, then again I am more of a fun captain, long as they do as I say and not fail me I am fine with my crew having a good time," she turned and headed knocked on the door. "You should dry out on the deck a bit," she remarked. When the door swung open she gestured toward the opening, "Welcome to the Pervy Freedom."