“Right, sunshine, now put a fire under it. We gotta get going, ‘cause that annoying pimple Nero is making a beeline for Urizen. And if he gets there he’s gonna–”

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“Right, sunshine, now put a fire under it. We gotta get going, ‘cause that annoying pimple Nero is making a beeline for Urizen. And if he gets there he’s gonna–”
I was feeling motivated for a shitpost
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upon the fowl’s dramatic arrival, v continues to read from the book of poetry spread across the palm of his hand; simultaneously adjusting his rather poor posture so that he could comfortably hold the bird’s massive weight on his shoulder.
“ well, i won’t stop you … ” the apparition counters the bird’s complaints at the turn of a new page, “ … but i won’t help you either. ” lol.
@avieritas
falseknees:
“and I’ll start with you, sidewalk”
demonslayvr.
>> 🔥 << THE RUMBLE FROM THE AVIAN DEMON IS MIRRORED BY DANTE HIMSELF, a little louder like it was some challenge or something ; his mood already was sour and ready to rumble with the bird but . . it was likely not to be. shoulders raise fast upon griffon’s sudden perch upon his head, a smaller growl leaving out of his chest but it ceases quickly when he gives up. fingers pinch at the bridge of his nose while strands of hair flow into his face ; the rest of it becoming a mess. he can feel claws of the avian pressed against his skull and it was a HARD to trust he’d walk out of this without blood running down his face.
but the bird wasn’t being an utter nightmare as he continued to talk, squinting at him but relaxed a little bit as to why — explanations helped. ❝ figured . . though i think verge would find it amusin’ t’ some degree. not that’m givin’ ya the go ahead at all. ❞
griffon’s posture shifts atop dante’s head, becoming more as though he is roosting there as he eyes remain on the cambion. a quiet guilt plucked at him. memory surfacing like tides against a shoreline, pulling away in turn just as easily. when he had forced dante’s hand ; pressured and egged the sparda on? he had not expected to be brought back, he expected to blow away with his siblings like ash after a fire’s gone out... and now everything felt so changed, so different... --- almost hopeful, in some ways, for a conceivably better path for them all to take. was it a trap? was it fruitless? the avian demon was uncertain, he would cross that bridge once it was reached.
❛ hmm, ❜ he watches dante curiously for a long while ; uncharacteristically quiet for awhile as he processes why exactly he had come to visit. he pulls his gaze away very deliberately before he speaks, ❛ — we should... talk... --- i owe ya somethin’ fierce. ❜
I curse my stars in bitter grief and woe, that made my love so high and me, so low.
continued from here / @demonslayvr.
a rumble of displeasure settles in griffon’s throat as he flaps about ; circling around the devil hunter almost as though a vulture. his multifaceted gaze narrows in on dante before he pointedly perches on the cambion’s head with a rather dramatic huff. there is fleeting unease to this decision of positioning, an underlying mistrust... but both v and nero had told him he was not allowed to see out vengeance upon current company. and so --- he remains civil, or at least as civil as he can manage.
❛ v mostly, but yer kid agreed with him, ❜ griffon ruffles his feathers, peering downward at dante, ❛ — and i’m sure vergil wouldn’t be happy if i made ya go eyeless. ❜
griffon is violently protective of v. he may give v lip. he may insult v.
but to griffon? he is the only one allowed any such liberties. if someone insults or harms v, he will not hesitate try and electrocute them and or peck their eyes out.
promiterum.
*INTERNALLY SCREAMING*
SASSY SQUAWKING !!
like this post --- if you want a giant demon birb from new york in your ask.
griffon is a messy fuckin’ birb. but i love him.
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