After an hour had passed within the party, the man named Jade had gathered people around for a so-called game. Wadanohara was a little amused that her name had been called for a so called 'murder mystery game'. It sounded like it could be fun, but nothing compared to how she usually treated her own little toys back in the Red Sea. The players were then ushered into their rooms where they would get their 'role cards'.Except there were no role cards. Wadanohara found this to be a curious, curious thing, sitting in the provided hotel room with nothing to do. She almost wished she had been in the same room as Sal, if merely to have someone to talk to or torment. When she was finally out of her room, what did everyone in the 'game' see? "Oh," the witch blinked, surprised, as everyone else gathered to look around the body, or scattered to look around for clues. She looked up for a moment to see her old shark familiar investigate around for clues, and having little else to do, decided to take a look at the body with a few others.
The girl who had died looked so young, young enough to remind Wadanohara of herself. She watched as the others argued and stared hard at each other, before looking over at the body. A slashed throat, and then some object that had been shattered nearby. Then someone said there could have been a struggle. Then a bruise on the body when someone gently moved it to see any more injuries. It looks like they're doing fine by themselves and they don't need me here. With a small shrug, the witch walked after Sal and the others with him. She had long un-summoned her staff and was back to walking around normally.
Besides, they were investigating - interrogating - the 'Prinnies' that she had been very interested in earlier. Come to think of it, what had happened to Captain-Commander Kieran, again? She had abandoned helping him earlier, and now it seemed like there was no sign of the knight.
Her red eyes caught the blue fae-girl and she walked over to her in interest, blinking as a Prinnie's scarf was stolen away by the other. The penguin had started trembling, flabbergasted, and Wadanohara giggled slightly. She didn't look too out of place standing next to this Cirno and Peashy, looking small and childlike herself. "Why did you steal the scarf from it? Poor thing," the small witch cooed over the trembling penguin.
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The witch merely smiled cheerfully at Osgood, elevating her staff more so she was a little more level with the other two. Sometimes her height made things inconvenient, but she also very much knew the advantages of having an appearance like hers. Small, frail-looking, and therefore often completely dismissed as non-threatening. Even her magic was seen as something of a charming novelty... Only Sal knew how devastating the Red Sea Witch's true powers could be. The power to wash away almost everything under crushing tides, summon bloody hurricanes and corrode things with corrupted waters. And even then, Wadanohara still found more amusement in just slapping or shoving things around, or teasing them.
The witch cocked her head at the man with the steel mask, noticing that he was holding something small in his hand and tapping on the surface. He and his friend seemed to be deliberating among themselves on what to do next, and as the masked man held the object up, Wadanohara blinked.