[At first, there's no answer, the cats the only ones to greet him. All...four of them? No, there certainly were six, right? Grim was missing, but with Tetsuo back in the house, that was an obvious deduction on where the cat had wandered. Which left Krem, Rocky, Stitches, Skinner...now where was Dalish?
Footsteps sound from the kitchen, noticing the cold air from the door on the opposite end. They seem to spin on their heels, pivoting around and moving towards the large arching doorway that connected the living room and kitchen.
And there he stood. Kaneda.
The one who always showed up back here, bruised and bloodied, sticks in his hair and tshirt torn. An ice pack rests on his cheek, while the missing cat in question--Dalish--rested across his shoulders, purring.
There's a soft glint in his eye as he walks up.]
You look like hell, old man.
[His voice doesn't reach more than a whisper, body too exhausted from carrying Kazu back, and the cumulation from months of fighting now being released.
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Footsteps sound from the kitchen, noticing the cold air from the door on the opposite end. They seem to spin on their heels, pivoting around and moving towards the large arching doorway that connected the living room and kitchen.
And there he stood. Kaneda.
The one who always showed up back here, bruised and bloodied, sticks in his hair and tshirt torn. An ice pack rests on his cheek, while the missing cat in question--Dalish--rested across his shoulders, purring.
There's a soft glint in his eye as he walks up.]
You look like hell, old man.
[His voice doesn't reach more than a whisper, body too exhausted from carrying Kazu back, and the cumulation from months of fighting now being released.
He was exhausted.]