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Ind / Sel / Multi Vergil of DmC

[heavengrasp]

Shadow gently meows at

[ @ofpacts. ]  

Vergil’s never leave the report at his lap, but he extends a hand, letting it sweep slowly in a gentle arc to find the great cat’s muzzle. Her ears are far too plush a velvet for him not to stroke them, delighting in the comfort the velutinous warmth she brings. 

“Is it time to feed you, my darling?” he asks with an idle fondness to his tone, smiling at her with a paternal indulgence as he rises to his feet. A miniature bell is rung, after which a golden charger piled high with delicately arranged cubes of expensive meat, slathered in liver and sage gravy. 

He whistles, motions at the food as though it weren’t completely superfluous of him to do so, and squats on his heels. “Come on, girl,” he invites gently. “And then when we’re done, we’ll go see your new castle bed.”

[oceansongs]

[le-immorte]

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the sparda mansion.

[heavengrasp]

Dante

Dante’s brows went up again, this time in tandem with the way he rudely pointed at Vergil with yet another stolen fry from his plate.

“Well, at least I know you weren’t in my dressers,” he said, leaning back to drape his arm along the back of the booth seat. “Because I rarely wear tightie whities, or any other underwear for that matter. So that gets a pass. I guess. Pretty fucking weird that we even had to go over that though, just by the way. Which reminds me, I totally forgot underwear today.”

He leaned forward again, helping himself to the straw in Vergil’s drink with a new, less amused set to his jaw..

“A year,” he said finally, still leaning on the table, folding his arms on it to mirror his brother. “Tell me the efficient ways you researched me then. You hit up the girls I was seeing? Go to my bars? Watch me while I walked around and did my thing? Or did you hack me and spy on me from the comfort of your mansion or some shit?” 

“Yeah, weird that you mention that being weird, then going on to knock that up a notch,” Vergil pointed out dryly.

He was deflecting. But so was Dante. And then came the hard-hitting questions.

His first reaction was irritation. And then good old-fashioned defensiveness. But Vergil only narrowed his eyes, like a suspicious cat, and marked his words carefully. “You sound upset,” he pointed out, quite sure that his brother was exactly that. “Look. I asked around. Had people keep tabs on you. I’ve got a network of eyes and ears in every corner of every dimension you can imagine. Are you going to tell me I didn’t have the right to make sure my twin brother was safe? That he was doing alright?”

“There was a personal aspect to it, too,” he added, his jaw tight as he resisted the urge to rap his fingers irritatedly against the linoleum surface. “I didn’t know anything about you. We didn’t grow up with one another. We didn’t grow up like the other. I wanted to know the kind of person you were. If I could trust you. If I wanted to trust you. You’re a guy with some fucked up habits, but your priorities are right. And knowing that, I knew when to approach you. How to approach you. And I’m not going to apologize for that.” 

He frowned deeper. “Are you going to be mad at me about that, or are you going to take the rest of my fries as a peace offering?”  

[lokiddled]

DmC Devil May Cry - Dante & Vergil, Mission 18

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Dante

“See, it sounds like you were stalking me because you kinda were stalking me. What else do you call surveilling someone for weeks or months without their knowledge? Sorry—observing. Which sounds even weirder.”

He reached across the table, helping himself to some of the fries on Vergil’s plate, raising his eyebrows as he chewed. “So you gonna tell me?” he pressed, reaching for some of his soda glass next. “How long? Maybe what you observed? ‘Cause that shit’s got me looking over my shoulder, Vergil.”

The smile he wore was vague and veiled, his eyes never leaving his brother’s. Watching. “I wasn’t rooting around among your tired little tightie whities or poking through your trash, if that’s what you’re thinking,” he informed him. “No one was peeking in your windows or watching you through a spy cam. There are more intelligent and efficient ways of researching someone.” 

“A little over a year,” he admitted at last, his fingers folding neatly where they clasped on the surface of the table. “I had a lot of groundwork to lay, and you were seminal to that. I had to make sure everything was ready for you. And that you would be ready for us.” He took a sip of his drink. “I don’t see why any of that should make you paranoid. You’re not being watched now. I should know. I kept ... really good tabs on you.”

[heavengrasp]

Dante

@heavengrasp             /           s.c.   (  ACCEPTING  !  )

“Hey, I always wanted to know—exactly how long were you watching me before you decided to pony up and actually drop in?”

“When you say it like that, it makes it sound like I was stalking you. It was surveillance. Let’s just say I observed you for as long as I needed to, to get information I needed. So I ‘ponied up’ when the time was right. No sooner, no later.”

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[moldable]

[heavengrasp]

Dante

@heavengrasp       /      i just want some brother things

“How do you sleep in a place like this? Huge. Quiet. It’s like a tomb, man.”

“I like the silence. Helps me think. If you like, I can bring some of the cushions in from the living room and stack them around your bed. Like a pillow fort. Maybe it’ll help you feel cozy. And feel free to put on music. But, like ....low. So low I can’t hear it.”

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Aerith

“The locks have worked fine so far,” she snapped, which was half a lie. “And I don’t need the extra protection, so it’s not a priority,” she added, which was a full lie. “What are you doing here? You broke into my house. Get out of here before I call the cops.” The boldest lie yet, considering her work and her innate distrust of authority. “I mean it, Vergil.”

“What exactly was I supposed to do?” he asked, with a light air of inquisition. As if he hadn’t just been directed out, like some alley cat. “You haven’t responded to my texts all week. No phone call, nothing. I’m not allowed to worry? Make sure you’re alright?”  

[heavengrasp]

Aerith

@heavengrasp          /         one liners ( accepting ! )

“How did you get into my house?”

“Shoddy locks. You should think about investing in better ones. Honestly, you’re lucky it’s just me. Imagine some real asshole wanted in. Took nothing to jimmy those deadbolts. If you want, I can recommend someone. State of the art technological security. I’ll vouch for him myself. It’s not like you don’t need the extra protection.” 

[heavengrasp]

idc about ur money 💋

@petalwind

She says it with the simplicity of honesty. She says it bereft of guile or guilt. It’s a promise offered of her own volition. It’s a vow made without equivocation. And he balks. Not for the presentation of her feelings, not for the fervency of profession. But because he fears he might believe her.

[awanqi]

a series : sanctus [pt 3]

prints available here! 

from top to bottom: st. demetrius; st. michael vanquishing satan; requiescat in pace; lucifer

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We make quite the team.