The thing about Fanalis is that their abilities are far beyond what a normal human is able to do, especially when it comes to hearing. For example, they can hear a branch break over fifty meters away and know that their prey nears, or they can hear people talking about trying to get them into slavery and thus leave the area as soon as possible.
It's not only a defensive reflex, but also one used to greatly aid their hunting abilities. However, Alek was even more talented than most about processing what he heard - He'd learned those skills over the hunts that he had done so far.
On the first hunt, he'd done little better than a normal human would have done, and even then only because of his super-strong senses. However, now that he had got several kills under his belt, he was almost like an information specialist when it came to things like this.
Walking through the town with Sloth in an attempt to buy some more food, he couldn't help but hear the whispers in the street. "There's another one. I can't believe this!"
"What kind of sick fuck does that to people?"
This was stuff that he wasn't really paying attention to, instead paying attention to his cohort. The last time they had worked together, the boy had asked him a very personal question - Had he been a slave? The answer was yes, but did he want to admit it to this guy?
He had, until recently, thought him a wild-minded maniac. It was only through protecting him in the cemetery that a little bit of respect had been earned, but still... there was something about this situation that made him not want to tell him. Like he couldn't quite trust the boy yet.
"So... Do you ever wonder why we're the ones that Yaku sends out grocery shopping?" he asked, trying to engage his fellow Fanalis in open conversation
"I mean, is your sister unable to do it herself? He's pretty lazy from what I've seen of him, but is he being condescending or is he trying to get alone time with Amira? God knows what those two are doing together right now."
The words were teasing and playful, Dyn had proven again and again that he was much too overprotective of his sister, and this was likely to get a reaction from him. However, the game ended quickly as they walked past an alleyway... and noticed a girl on the cobblestoned street, bathed in a sea of red.
Checking her pulse wasn't even necessary to know that she was dead, and given the guards ringing around it, it was clear that other people had discovered it. "That's the fifth one this week."
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It's not only a defensive reflex, but also one used to greatly aid their hunting abilities. However, Alek was even more talented than most about processing what he heard - He'd learned those skills over the hunts that he had done so far.
On the first hunt, he'd done little better than a normal human would have done, and even then only because of his super-strong senses. However, now that he had got several kills under his belt, he was almost like an information specialist when it came to things like this.
Walking through the town with Sloth in an attempt to buy some more food, he couldn't help but hear the whispers in the street. "There's another one. I can't believe this!"
"What kind of sick fuck does that to people?"
This was stuff that he wasn't really paying attention to, instead paying attention to his cohort. The last time they had worked together, the boy had asked him a very personal question - Had he been a slave? The answer was yes, but did he want to admit it to this guy?
He had, until recently, thought him a wild-minded maniac. It was only through protecting him in the cemetery that a little bit of respect had been earned, but still... there was something about this situation that made him not want to tell him. Like he couldn't quite trust the boy yet.
"So... Do you ever wonder why we're the ones that Yaku sends out grocery shopping?" he asked, trying to engage his fellow Fanalis in open conversation
"I mean, is your sister unable to do it herself? He's pretty lazy from what I've seen of him, but is he being condescending or is he trying to get alone time with Amira? God knows what those two are doing together right now."
The words were teasing and playful, Dyn had proven again and again that he was much too overprotective of his sister, and this was likely to get a reaction from him. However, the game ended quickly as they walked past an alleyway... and noticed a girl on the cobblestoned street, bathed in a sea of red.
Checking her pulse wasn't even necessary to know that she was dead, and given the guards ringing around it, it was clear that other people had discovered it. "That's the fifth one this week."
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