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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. "Oh? You're coming with me, then," She sent the much taller man a smile, liking the air around him. Even behind his mask, the little witch could tell that he was more than just a seasoned killer, and she could smell the hints of old blood around him. He didn't quite smell like the death and decay that were the scents she associated with home, with the Red Sea, but all the same her crimson eyes were warm and amused. "I like you," she commented idly, planting her staff on the floor and eyeing him with interest. "And it seems that my old familiar likes your friend, too," she nodded at the other man who wore a white, distorted mask, eyes flitting over to Sal for a moment. "Are you coming with us to look for the red knight?"
"May I ask for your names? I didn't catch them, though Sal must know you two by now," she asked gaily, bowing her head slightly. Then she blinked and clapped her hands together, spinning around to look at the light-green haired woman with wings and horns. The short witch looked at her up and down with curiosity. Horns and wings? A demoness, maybe? She had come in later after the initial group, and wore a grim expression. "Are you also joining us, miss?" It seemed like a lot of this group wanted to go and look for Kieran, she noted.
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Wadanohara was dead on with her thinking about ChromeSkull. Despite still coming down to using the same brutal tactics that not just Mickey in particular, but all of the people who claimed the Ghostface moniker, ChromeSkull just wasn't your run of the mill masked monster hunting down horny teens. He was a businessman along with being a serial killer. The organization he lead was shrouded in shadows with his reach being implied to extend far beyond his small town in Colorado. With multiple minions under his command and a lovely assistant named Spann who helped him do more of his leadership things while he was out killing.
He also had multiple contacts within the city and even the police force was littered with officers on ChromeSkull's payroll. He almost seemed like a larger than life figure with how he shrugged off most injuries. But there was reason behind that as well. Knowing full well how vicious someone can get when they're fighting for their lives and having already lost an eye to a victim getting too rowdy and stabbing him in the eye, he had syringes on hand that were filled with various types of painkillers. They helped mask the pain from blows, baseball bats, etc.
They also helped ease the pain of the burns on ChromeSkull's face due to the acid bath he had taken after his confrontation with Kido at the warehouse.
CAN'T SAY WHETHER OR NOT I LIKE YOU YET. LET'S JUST SEE HOW THIS LITTLE SEARCH OF OURS GO AND WHERE MY OPINION WILL END UP.
ChromeSkull didn't know what this little girl knew of him but even if he did, it wouldn't have changed his response. His former second in command claimed to like him as well. Only to eventually leave the organization and become a copycat killer of ChromeSkull. ChromeSkull was not pleased to say the least. So, when he received a naked compliment like this, ChromeSkull would need some time before he could properly form his own view on this little witch.
"May I ask for your names? I didn't catch them, though Sal must know you two by now," she asked gaily, bowing her head slightly. Then she blinked and clapped her hands together, spinning around to look at the light-green haired woman with wings and horns. The short witch looked at her up and down with curiosity. Horns and wings? A demoness, maybe? She had come in later after the initial group, and wore a grim expression. "Are you also joining us, miss?" It seemed like a lot of this group wanted to go and look for Kieran, she noted.
IF YOU NEED SOMETHING TO CALL ME BY, I'D ASK THAT YOU USE 'CHROMESKULL.'
Ghostface stepped forward and gave a polite bow to the witch. Although it was obvious by his mannerisms that he was taking the greeting far less seriously than ChromeSkull was.
"That whole 'old familiar' stuff flew over my head and into the great beyond. But you can call me, Mickey. It's my real name behind the mask and it's what Chrome here calls me. So, why not extend that same curiosity to you? Speaking of which, I don't think my partner or I caught your name." Ghostface explained before glancing over at wherever Sal currently was.
"Oh yeah, Sal and I seem to share some of the same..interests."
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