The Witch Doctorâ€™s idea of fun was not always clear despite the miscellaneous things lining the shelves of her strange work area. She was a quirky one, the wide grin seemingly frozen upon her face was enough proof of such odd nature, it really was creepy, and only a select few crew members really knew what was going through her mind whenever she chimed in and decided to have fun. Some days a quick conversation would suffice, leaving those she approached wondering what was going on, it really could cause some amusing reactions, other times she would torment her poor victim until they begged her to stop. But even then by that point she was having too much fun to care. Letâ€™s be honest: she does this for her amusement not the amusement of the other. If someone were to, oh letâ€™s say, die from her having funâ€¦ wellâ€¦ oopsieâ€¦<br/><br/>Right now she really was not sure what she was feeling, hence her moment of silence before she spoke to the prisoner again. Was she feeling nice or was she in one of her sadistic moods? Broken ribs. Broken ribs were fun to mess around withâ€¦<br/><br/>â€œOh, you want me to soothe the pain in your chest, do you, sweetie? Iâ€™m sure that can be arranged. A gentle touch is all it would take toâ€¦ snap those bones back in place if you know what I mean.â€ She cooed softly through the bars so only the girl could hear and gave a wink. The prisoner in the other cell was probably too busy singing away to even hear her speaking anyway, if he wasnâ€™t oh well. She liked to make it clear who she was talking to either way.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œI see you have found something that amuses youâ€</span><br/><br/>The Witch Doctor looked behind her to see Queen Efer and wasted no time flashing a welcoming smile. â€œThis one is a feisty one, Iâ€™ll tell you that muchâ€ she chuckled in response, nudging the cell door with her foot. After opening the door she he moved out of the way with a bow and a gesture towards the cell allowing the Queen to look inside. What she had to say about the girl made her smile widen more; the grin was back, followed by her signature cackle, which seemed a lot more lively than it had before. If that was not enough the Queen had also told her to have fun before going off to visit with the other prisoner in the hold, at which she was on the verge of jumping up and down with glee. â€œIâ€™m sure I could find some use for her.â€<br/><br/>She was excited, energetic now that she was given the ok to do what she pleased. Whenever the Witch Doctor became energetic is was never a good thing. Never place all of your trust in a witch doctor no matter how long you have known her. Those words were pretty true, just ask the less fortunate that have crossed her.<br/><br/>When she finally entered the cell herself and slowly neared the girl, grabbing her arm and dragging her to her feet, her excitement was seething to the point where she was almost shuddering. The Witch Doctorâ€™s eyes were sparkling while she brought her into her work area and bound her to the table which was used for interrogations among other things. On the surface of the table was a dark, wet stain from where the potion had spilled. It would only add to the girlâ€™s discomfort.<br/><br/>The Witch Doctor looked around the room casually at the many tools and creepy things that lined the shelves; there were a lot of things she could do to her newfound friend, â€œNow where should I start?â€ Her voice was relatively calm, seeming a bit uncharacteristic compared to what she had displayed earlier. Suddenly she came to a halt at a very interesting-looking jar containing what appeared to be a veryâ€¦ serpentine creature. â€œOh! I think this little guy might do.â€ She cooed softly, gingerly lifting the jar off of the shelf. At a closer look the jar, instead of looking like something would be contained, seemed more like it housed the serpentine creature. Once the light hit the jar it was obvious that the creature was in fact an eel of some sort. She unscrewed the lid which had been poked with holes and allowed the hideous creature to slither out onto her hand.<br/><br/>Funny, how a creature like that could live in a jar, but then again this creature did belong to a lady who had pet sharks made entirely out of fire. Fire sharks in the water should be impossible but she was a woman with many secrets. Unlike her sharks, which, since they were made of fire, really couldnâ€™t be â€˜uglyâ€™ or â€˜beautiful unless you really liked fire, the eel was a disgusting thing, uglier than the eels that Ursula from The Little Mermaid controlled, grey in color with beady brown eyes and snake-like teeth. It was probably more like a snake than an eel some might argue. The thing was not ordinary eel that was for sure; not only was it unusual but it was rather small and apparently had a long tongue. She brought it close to the girl and it seemed to smile at her a bit.<br/><br/>It seemed to be wondering what its master was going to have it do today.<br/><br/>Those who knew her enough would know exactly what the eel was going to do, but rather than tell she would rather show. The Witch Doctor placed the eel on the table, right next to the girl, and it slowly began to slither up to her ear. Like an old friend about to tell a secret the eel leaned in closely. But instead of speaking, it simply stuck its long, disgusting, needle-like tongue into the girlâ€™s ear.