After splitting ways with Yakuroro, Diego forged onward, towards Kios to keep his promise to Ariella. Madam Trixie prodded along at his side, with Zanzibar snoozing on her rump. Slowly they left trudged through the snowy northern lands and came to warmer areas, not that the cold bothered him much. Diego used his Geo-mastery and his glimpse of Yaku's globe of light to stick to a south-easterly course.
Not very long into the journey, Diego noticed something weird about his beasts and he thought he was losing his mind. They were traveling through some woods, fighting the undergrowth when a branch knocked Zanzibar off Trixie's back. The furry white spider let out an angry squee that reflect his discontent at being woke up in such a fashion. To Diego, he didn't hear the squee but heard the spider 'talk'.
Frozen, he stared at Zanzibar until Trixie thumped him with her tail. She let out a small whine and again, he understood what his beast was saying. It wasn't very intelligent speech, reminding the Fanatiga of conversations with Ilirran, but Trixie had definitely asked if they were going to continue on. Diego's jaw hung open as he tried to comprehend what was going on. Light glinted off his Wildman's Charm as if in answer to the questions running through his mind.
A thought struck him and Diego cocked his head at the white and black-striped tiger. "Can you understand me?"
Trixie perked her ears up and she grunted, 'You...communicate...like me?
Diego rocked back at her response and he looked at the charm dangling from his wrist. It was able to not only translate his animal's communication so he could understand, but it allowed them to understand him. He briefly wondered what he sounded like to other people, like him, when he used the charm. He paused as he thought about that statement and glanced at his furry body. There weren't others like him, at least any that he had met. Diego pushed aside that sad thought and focused back at what the charm was capable of.
They continued traveling through the woods and Diego spoke in turn to Madam Trixie and Zanzibar, reveling in the ability to do so. At night they rested before a fire, curled up against each other, talking. An idea formed in his mind, how did his beasts interpret the secret language he used with them, utilizing a series of clicks, whistles, and hand gestures. He tried communicating in their secret language and using the charm after to ask what they took the command as. The secret language was rather limited, mostly used for basic commands and battle strategies.
His experiment taught him a few things, the main thing being that his training with them had paid off and they had mostly understood the commands. He realized he had never made commands for Trixie not to maim, something that tugged at his conscious. Diego had always overlooked her vicious attacks, either through ignoring it or by not seeing it at the time. He made a note to focus more on training her to efficiently put down a target without too much damage. Diego also told Trixie as much, which confused her. The moral implications and the concepts that he tried to explain were too much for her, but she would try to please her master.
The idea of her thinking of him as her master, kind of upset Diego. He tried explaining that they were friends, allies, but he wasn't her master. The idea of a master and servant was an offensive concept to Diego, it bordered to close to the idea of slavery. Trixie was hurt by Diego telling her that he wasn't her master, believing him to be abandoning her. After much assurances that Diego wanted the tiger by his side till the end of time, she settled down and he dropped it. The Fanatiga might not like her calling him her master, but he chalked it up to the charm's translation.
Diego greatly appreciated the ability to talk more in-depth with his constant companions, and the next several days were spent in conversation while they traveled. Finally, they came to the familiar scenery of farmlands surrounding Kios. At the crossroads where the dirt path met the main road that connected Reim to Portsmouth, Diego spied a man driving a wagon that carried four strange beasts. When it turned slowed down and turned at the dirt path, the Fanatiga raised a brow. Taking his oath to protect Kios seriously, Diego whispered to his beasts to follow and took off towards the wagon.
With his Fanatiga speed, Diego would catch up to the wagon quickly, Trixie just behind him. "Hello, there! Where are you headed?" Diego flashed his fangs in a grin, hoping to take the driver off guard.
Not very long into the journey, Diego noticed something weird about his beasts and he thought he was losing his mind. They were traveling through some woods, fighting the undergrowth when a branch knocked Zanzibar off Trixie's back. The furry white spider let out an angry squee that reflect his discontent at being woke up in such a fashion. To Diego, he didn't hear the squee but heard the spider 'talk'.
Frozen, he stared at Zanzibar until Trixie thumped him with her tail. She let out a small whine and again, he understood what his beast was saying. It wasn't very intelligent speech, reminding the Fanatiga of conversations with Ilirran, but Trixie had definitely asked if they were going to continue on. Diego's jaw hung open as he tried to comprehend what was going on. Light glinted off his Wildman's Charm as if in answer to the questions running through his mind.
A thought struck him and Diego cocked his head at the white and black-striped tiger. "Can you understand me?"
Trixie perked her ears up and she grunted, 'You...communicate...like me?
Diego rocked back at her response and he looked at the charm dangling from his wrist. It was able to not only translate his animal's communication so he could understand, but it allowed them to understand him. He briefly wondered what he sounded like to other people, like him, when he used the charm. He paused as he thought about that statement and glanced at his furry body. There weren't others like him, at least any that he had met. Diego pushed aside that sad thought and focused back at what the charm was capable of.
They continued traveling through the woods and Diego spoke in turn to Madam Trixie and Zanzibar, reveling in the ability to do so. At night they rested before a fire, curled up against each other, talking. An idea formed in his mind, how did his beasts interpret the secret language he used with them, utilizing a series of clicks, whistles, and hand gestures. He tried communicating in their secret language and using the charm after to ask what they took the command as. The secret language was rather limited, mostly used for basic commands and battle strategies.
His experiment taught him a few things, the main thing being that his training with them had paid off and they had mostly understood the commands. He realized he had never made commands for Trixie not to maim, something that tugged at his conscious. Diego had always overlooked her vicious attacks, either through ignoring it or by not seeing it at the time. He made a note to focus more on training her to efficiently put down a target without too much damage. Diego also told Trixie as much, which confused her. The moral implications and the concepts that he tried to explain were too much for her, but she would try to please her master.
The idea of her thinking of him as her master, kind of upset Diego. He tried explaining that they were friends, allies, but he wasn't her master. The idea of a master and servant was an offensive concept to Diego, it bordered to close to the idea of slavery. Trixie was hurt by Diego telling her that he wasn't her master, believing him to be abandoning her. After much assurances that Diego wanted the tiger by his side till the end of time, she settled down and he dropped it. The Fanatiga might not like her calling him her master, but he chalked it up to the charm's translation.
Diego greatly appreciated the ability to talk more in-depth with his constant companions, and the next several days were spent in conversation while they traveled. Finally, they came to the familiar scenery of farmlands surrounding Kios. At the crossroads where the dirt path met the main road that connected Reim to Portsmouth, Diego spied a man driving a wagon that carried four strange beasts. When it turned slowed down and turned at the dirt path, the Fanatiga raised a brow. Taking his oath to protect Kios seriously, Diego whispered to his beasts to follow and took off towards the wagon.
With his Fanatiga speed, Diego would catch up to the wagon quickly, Trixie just behind him. "Hello, there! Where are you headed?" Diego flashed his fangs in a grin, hoping to take the driver off guard.
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