[Well, this certainly isn't what this sixteen-year-old expected to find inside this building. The former Deadman's gray eyes narrow just a bit as he cocks his head to the side, giving the fluffy creatures a questioning stare. Because, wow who left these kittens just...laying around?
Of course...who can resist picking up a fluffy kitten? Especially when it's attacking the hem of your pants in such an attention-demanding way? So, huffing out an exasperated sigh, he reaches down with his free hand to scoop the feisty creature up. Letting the purring feline rest in the palm of one hand, the teenager uses a finger to gently scratch it between its ears.]
B) Option 3
[Okay, so...
No amount of living in a strange place where some psychotic scientist was responsible for making it so your blood could blow things up...
...could ever prepare a guy for being chased by a real life snow monster--if that's what this thing can be called? Whatever it is, it's also apparently a bad ass. No matter how many times he destroys parts of it, said parts just grow right back. So, the poor kid's eventually exhausted.
Good thing he didn't lose his speed and reflexes along with his powers. These two attributes come in handy in helping him in the whole...avoiding getting hurt thing. Of course, he has no idea how he managed to make it to a legitimate hiding spot. Maybe the thing will get bored looking for him?
Hell if he knows. He's just glad for the breather.
He hasn't really regretted the loss of his Branch of Sin, until now. Hell, he kind of had this crazy idea in the back of his mind that he'd get to lead a relatively peaceful life after getting out of the prison. Whoops, silly Ganta.]
Ganta Igarashi | Deadman Wonderland
[Well, this certainly isn't what this sixteen-year-old expected to find inside this building. The former Deadman's gray eyes narrow just a bit as he cocks his head to the side, giving the fluffy creatures a questioning stare. Because, wow who left these kittens just...laying around?
Of course...who can resist picking up a fluffy kitten? Especially when it's attacking the hem of your pants in such an attention-demanding way? So, huffing out an exasperated sigh, he reaches down with his free hand to scoop the feisty creature up. Letting the purring feline rest in the palm of one hand, the teenager uses a finger to gently scratch it between its ears.]
B) Option 3
[Okay, so...
No amount of living in a strange place where some psychotic scientist was responsible for making it so your blood could blow things up...
...could ever prepare a guy for being chased by a real life snow monster--if that's what this thing can be called? Whatever it is, it's also apparently a bad ass. No matter how many times he destroys parts of it, said parts just grow right back. So, the poor kid's eventually exhausted.
Good thing he didn't lose his speed and reflexes along with his powers. These two attributes come in handy in helping him in the whole...avoiding getting hurt thing. Of course, he has no idea how he managed to make it to a legitimate hiding spot. Maybe the thing will get bored looking for him?
Hell if he knows. He's just glad for the breather.
He hasn't really regretted the loss of his Branch of Sin, until now. Hell, he kind of had this crazy idea in the back of his mind that he'd get to lead a relatively peaceful life after getting out of the prison. Whoops, silly Ganta.]