SLAUGHTER FEVER
The duo makes their way across the western region of Alacritis, exchanging small and meaningless talk as they travel together closely. Most of their conversations would be nothing more than short commands like, "this way" or "watch out for that". He didn't have much interest in talking to her, besides, what was he supposed to ask her anyways. He was mostly interested in those... feminine curves, and acid hued eyes. They reach the valley after what he presumes is a few hours, and as the scent of multiple prey options infiltrates his senses, he stops. "When was the last time you killed something for yourself?" He asks her, his expectant gaze resting upon her emotionless face. She was pretty good at keeping a straight face... and he wondered why. He used a lot of facial expressions, there's nothing wrong with expressing how you feel... unless it was some weak emotion, like love or happiness. Usually his expressions were... devious. |