Dante the Demon Slayer

He laughed. Vergil actually laughed. Someone call the press it was the apocalypse now.

"Hey, at least nobody can argue that you’re the eldest now," he replied coolly, regaining his composure bit by bit now. It upset him that Vergil spent so long in Hell, but whining about it wouldn’t change anything.

"Just don’t take after pops too much, eh? Next thing you know you’ll be wearing a monocle and enough clothing to make me look scantily clad."

"Hmmm. It’s possible," he replied, shrugging a bit.

"Though at the moment, you look a tad older with the lack of shaving on your own face. Please tell me you’re not actually attempting to grow a beard, considering your life style. Then with all the foods you eat…."

He stopped himself, shuddering a bit at the very thought of what would get stuck in that thing. It was….kind of horrifying, actually.

"No, I’d rather not do such a thing myself. Next thing you know, one of us will be wearing glasses instead as an upgrade to that monocle. Though….to be quite honest, you do look scantily clad, Dante. Just a little."

"Hey, I'm keeping it at a stubble," he replies, rubbing his chin with his hand now before looking down at his outfit. To him, it was definitely better than what he wore way back when. He had a shirt on, too. Bonus points.

"You're one to talk, Vergil. You've been wearing that same outfit for millennia now, so you can't judge my outfit." the red clad brother counted, pointing at the vest and jacket combination that had never changed simply because there obviously wasn't time to.

Dante looked to where he’d been tapped, looking somewhat surprised that his brother had even touched him with the sheath of Yamato. Of course, he was amazed that Vergil was also.. was his brother comforting him now? It almost seemed like it.

"Hey, doesn’t mean I can’t give it a shot. I lift, bro," the red clad brother quipped, that cheeky grin of his returning as he shrugged his shoulders to emphasize. "Never tried carrying it before." he adds, even chuckling as he looks to his brother.

"You don’t look a day older…"

A small chuckle came from the other, obviously amused by his brother. It had been so long that even the smallest smile that Dante would make was enough for Vergil. Something that…made just a little bit of his own pain go away, if only by a small portion of it. After all, he never thought he would ever see his own brother again. Yet here he was.

Perhaps even he deserved a chance to start anew…

"You could, but it doesn’t mean you should," he retorted calmly.

Though at the comment of his age, Vergil’s own demeanor dropped slightly, a small droop coming to his shoulders in response, muscles tensing just a tad.

"Yes, well….being in Hell does that to you, even if it’s been a few thousands years there give or take," he replied, shrugging slightly.

He laughed. Vergil actually laughed. Someone call the press it was the apocalypse now.

"Hey, at least nobody can argue that you're the eldest now," he replied coolly, regaining his composure bit by bit now. It upset him that Vergil spent so long in Hell, but whining about it wouldn't change anything.

"Just don't take after pops too much, eh? Next thing you know you'll be wearing a monocle and enough clothing to make me look scantily clad."

"We both failed in the end," was all the man replied with to his brother, glancing to his hand before slowly reaching outwards to Vergil, then grabs the nothingness of the air between them. He’d failed to save his brother on both accords and he’d never forgiven himself for it.. even if most thought he didn’t have a care in the world..

Strangely enough, Vergil actually flinched when Dante reached outward, taking a slight step back before he realized he wasn’t actually going to be touched. This made the half devil sigh softly, shaking his head. Even his own brother…such a touch would make him flinch. Though listening to this was almost depressing, really.

So….interestingly enough, he took Yamato off of his hip, sheath and all, only to lightly tap his twin on the head with the end of the sheath before putting it back once more.

"The depressing sage doesn’t suit you, Dante. Don’t try it anymore. There is an old saying that you can’t help someone who doesn’t want it. I didn’t want it at the time, and I paid a terrible price for my own arrogance and pride. Let my actions be of my own fault, not yours you fool. Even you can’t carry the weight of the world on your shoulders."

Dante looked to where he'd been tapped, looking somewhat surprised that his brother had even touched him with the sheath of Yamato. Of course, he was amazed that Vergil was also.. was his brother comforting him now? It almost seemed like it.

"Hey, doesn't mean I can't give it a shot. I lift, bro," the red clad brother quipped, that cheeky grin of his returning as he shrugged his shoulders to emphasize. "Never tried carrying it before." he adds, even chuckling as he looks to his brother.

"You don't look a day older..."

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"…..Dante," the blue clad half devil spoke.

For once, his own stoic and harsh exterior softened, if only slightly to behold the sight of his brother once more. And unlike himself, he had aged….and quite immensely. How long exactly had he been gone?? The years in Hell plus Mundus’ own torment made the years blend by so much…everything passed a lot quicker in Hell than on Earth. So…realizing how long he had been gone was not a very comforting feeling.

He looked around the alleyway for a minute or two, then looked over at Dante, a small chuckle escaping from him.

"Had I known you were coming, I would have better prepared around here."

"…Vergil," the red clad half devil replied.

He definitely hadn’t expected to see his brother once more, especially after the conflict where he had to fight him under Mundus’ control. Even now, the thought made his carefree facade dwindle. The demon slayer clenched his hands together, where the two scars he’d never let heal remained hidden under his gloves. A memory of his own failures.

"If I’d known I would see you; I would have brought you a housewarming present," he quipped, gently leaning against the wall beside him.

Vergil merely scoffed in retaliation to this, shaking his head a few times.

"It would seem that both of us are at fault for not having been prepared, hmm?" he asked rhetorically.

Really though, he had actually…missed his brother, even if he would say it. Even now, he felt almost ashamed to even have the gall to call this man his brother. For the longest time, he had viewed himself as the stronger of the two. Perhaps, in certain ways, he was. But look what happened in the end. Used as a puppet to try and kill his own brother after a failed attempt of avenging their mother.

So much for strength.

He noted the dwindle of his brother’s usual expression, a scowl in place as he shook a finger in response.

"Now, now: I know this isn’t the happiest of reunions, but I didn’t believe you of all people could frown, Dante. Don’t you dare. After all, I’m the one that ended up failing, didn’t I? I should be frowing for the both of us.

Considering I failed to even be a part of your life as well…. he thought to himself.

"We both failed in the end," was all the man replied with to his brother, glancing to his hand before slowly reaching outwards to Vergil, then grabs the nothingness of the air between them. He'd failed to save his brother on both accords and he'd never forgiven himself for it.. even if most thought he didn't have a care in the world..

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"…..Dante," the blue clad half devil spoke.

He looked around the alleyway for a minute or two, then looked over at Dante, a small chuckle escaping from him.

"Had I known you were coming, I would have better prepared around here."

"...Vergil," the red clad half devil replied.

He definitely hadn't expected to see his brother once more, especially after the conflict where he had to fight him under Mundus' control. Even now, the thought made his carefree facade dwindle. The demon slayer clenched his hands together, where the two scars he'd never let heal remained hidden under his gloves. A memory of his own failures.

"If I'd known I would see you; I would have brought you a housewarming present," he quipped, gently leaning against the wall beside him.

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"Master, I told you that wouldn’t work…"

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"Which wouldn’t work? Trying to eat a pizza upside down or trying to swallow? ..wait, forget the last part."

"How about both?" Rebellion said, arms folded. Oh, Master, how you never listen.

Today’s tally: Rebs: 3, Dante: 0.

#kxtanaxclxymore #mobile rp #Ic

"In my defense; I wasn't aware my sword would be giving me sass. At least you're not stabbing me this time," he replies, still dangling from the rafters.

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Don’t even think about it. I’ve seen that look before, the eyes of a demon slayer. Well guess what buddy, i’m not a demon. Might look like one, but i’m not. I’m a thing called an Arc, which is a subset of sprites from a land known as Riviera.” @dante-the-demon-slayer

#ic #so is he #Flyingsoliders

"Look, pal, if I wanted to have killed you, I would have. Firstly, I only kill demons that actually deserve it. Secondly, I can tell you're not a demon because I didn't sense any demonic energy."

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"Master, I told you that wouldn’t work…"

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#ic #Mobile rp #Off to a great start

"Which wouldn't work? Trying to eat a pizza upside down or trying to swallow? ..wait, forget the last part."

Starring: Bayonetta, Natasha Romanoff, Trish (DMC), and even Olivier Armstrong! More muses likely to be added as well! Wheee!

#shameful self promotion #ooc #will be there unless otherwise stated

OutofPizza; There are so many new people. If you want to rp: leave a like here and I'll try my best for a starter.

#starter prompt #ooc

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