While it was true that the eye was not going to do much other than just sit there and look just plain disgusting there was more to it than meets the eye. It wasnâ€™t used for torture, unlike the eel or the fire sharks, the many daggers and tools sitting around, but rather it was used to intimidate. Some say it really did have the ability to see into oneâ€™s soul. Clearly the girl was not amused with it judging by the way she had glared at her torturer but that didnâ€™t matter to her one bit. The glare was still a reaction, and that was enough for her to still want to have some fun with her newfound friend. She wanted to know more about the Pearl, she was sure that this girl had to know something, was positive that she might also make a decent apprentice if she managed to behave herself.<br/><br/>She was about to speak again when she suddenly felt another presence in the room. Growling in frustration she turned around to find herself face to face with none other than Jacoda. Well this was wonderful, she thought to herself. Though the two had not spoken much she was well aware that Jacoda was an interesting one. He was a bit of an oddball, does crazy things, which is more than enough to get him some attention. Overall, he was obnoxious and she could see why most of the crew wanted nothing to do with him. Now here he was bugging the crap out of her and she was certainly not pleased. The girl, Aris her name was apparently, did not seem very welcoming of his presence either not that she blamed the girl. Jacoda really seemed to know how to pop up unexpectedly and usually when he was not wanted.<br/><br/>Whenever her prisoners spoke out, the Witch Doctor would often remind them who was in charge, right now she was making an exception. Her attention was on Jacoda, he was the one who barged in and interrupted her fun. â€œWell, well, if it isnâ€™t Jacoda. What an eyesore.â€ She narrowed her eyes at him, for the first time since she began playing with her new toy she truly looked irritated. â€œWhat might bring you here, hmm? Do I need to add another shrunken head to my collection? Iâ€™m sure you know I donâ€™t like being interrupted while Iâ€™m workingâ€¦ why you are here, I donâ€™t know, but youâ€™re ruining my fun and I cannot have that.â€ Suddenly she reached for the eye on the table, grabbed it, then seized Jacoda by the collar of his coat and pulled him close to her. Looking into his eyes, she gave a devious smirk of her own.<br/><br/>Then, without warning, she suddenly shoved the eyeball in Jacodaâ€™s mouth, turning the man around to face the door.<br/><br/>â€œI will now see to it that you take your leave. Get out!â€ She hissed, pushing him towards the door until he was outside the room, then slamming the door behind her. With a sigh she quickly regained her composure by brushing off what just happened with a laugh. Her attention was back on Aris, â€œNowâ€¦ where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?â€ She asked, smiling at her prisoner again as if she had not been interrupted. Alone again with the girl she walked back over to the shelves looking for something else to tease her with. She thought briefly about another eye but having already pulled out the most disgusting one she ruled that out without much of a second thought. Jacoda had left her in a sour mood now. After a moment she decided she was no longer in the mood for toying around.<br/><br/>She went back over to the girl and pressed her hand against her ribs once more, fingernails digging into flesh. The action was a lot more aggressive this time almost as if she had completely forgot about interrogation. She just wanted to get rid of some of her pent up annoyance, nothing more, taking it out on Aris was appealing.