Halt
Halt, for his part, was unmoving. Like a statue, the sleek cyborg perched on a rooftop. Not hiding, observing. The stream of people below. His eyes were closed. No need for watching when all he needed to do was listen. Listen to the mess of voices, footsteps. And, worst of all, hundreds of heartbeats all around him. A sound he grew to despise above all else. Years ago, his lips would have curled into a snarl. Now, his face stayed motionless. Calm.
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Somehow got into the hands of some crazy dude and ended up all weird. His hearing is more than exceptional, to the point where he can hear the hundreds of heartbeats of people around him.
Thus he has a rather twisted view of hearts and would very much like them to stop beating.
At the same time, his ability can be kinda useful for investigations- so he presently takes odd jobs.
Only on very rare occassions will anyone see his mouth open. He doesn't need it to eat, but his tongue is prehensile and much longer than anyone thinks. Only really used when he wants to be an extra creepy fucker.
Doesn't believe in clothes as he views them as a hassle. Besides, he thinks of himself as more than human anyway. Why follow their rules?
Comes across a strange human medic during a job whose heartbeat is always steady regardless of circumstance. How curious.
From then on, their paths cross more often...
















