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{ I try to run away
from the past
I try so hard
yet
m e m o r i e s
ι тяу тσ ƒσяgєт
…
come back to haunt
m e }
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devilish-womanizer has wandered your way.
Well well well...this was definitely not something you saw every day and believe me, he'd seen some fucked up shit in his time. Luminous hues focused on the unfamiliar face, attempting to search out rhyme or reason as to why he was here. Of all places... why here.
Perhaps fate was working its tricky ways once more. Funny thing that was. Fate.
A confused sigh escaped his nose, lips forming a thin line as his brow furrowed in confusion. Seconds ticked by for an eternity before finally-
" Why exactly-" He blurted out, head tilting slightly. " Pray tell, are you here."
So much for formalities. But wait! There's more.
As if the mere scent of the Devil wasn't enough, being a creature that feasts upon emotions...frustration- in all shapes and forms, happens to be one of which he could sense.
Oh joy.
" If you've come for a shag you've got the wroooong creature for that."
A pointed ear gave a twitch, a small ' tch ' escaping as arms folded across his chest, eyes drifting to the side for a brief moment. Newcomers...
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… ooh, wrong. ’Halfling’ would have been better. The smile on his chiseled face is a dangerous one. A bad smile.
The ‘you’re dead' smile.
”I’d be regretful if this conversation had to end so quickly.”
Call him a demon again, and he will decorate the ground with your intestines. Losing a tongue will be the least of your worries.
The idiocy.
Though his brief rage was enough to chill the air around him, air crawls torturously between them as the Demon King pulls a pocket watch from the folds of his pants, and… sighs. Hell moves so much faster than everything else. Even so, he’s moving on a tight schedule; so when Vergil speaks, he sounds very disinterested. "There is a war—…" His features are cooling into impressive neutrality, mouth-brows-jaw all relaxing. "— I’d like a place outside of Earth… accessible without a Hellgate. For the preservation of - my – army—…” This little… pocket dimension. World in his pocket. This is what he wants. It’s an on-the-side trip, but he always plans ahead. This environment is suitable for the hoard. For now, it could be useful. A storage space. An investment. Those brightly-glowing eyes of Vergil’s don’t have pupils, but there’s no mistake; he is looking at the clown on the throne. There matures his second, calm smile, and the satisfying click of his watch helps mark an end to his thoughts.
”I’m thinking aloud, not… asking for permission. You have no choice.”
It wasn't often the fiend regretted his own words, and this happened to not be one of them. Over the millennia he had come to see so many different things, the birth of man, their...'evolution', the growth of villages into towering cities, hell he was even present for the war between heaven and hell once upon a time. This man in front of him, had been the second of his kind in which he had encountered. He had seen much, but what stood before him for a mystery. He could smell it, feel it even. The deadly concoction that coursed through his veins, a deadly tonic of hellfire and light that coursed just under the skin. However, it was obvious that one side was taking over the other. At least the other one was much less...Demanding.
Exhaling from his nose he slouched down a tad, hiking his legs over the shadowy arm rest to his left looking like a rebellious teen who took the world as it was rather than what others made it out to be. Brows lifted and fell as the other spoke, tail slithering out to lay limp, dangling over the front of seat where it began to sway akin to a clock. " A war." He breathed, tilting his head back just the slightest, keeping the other in the corner of his eye. " You wish to bring a war into the darkness, you wish to hold your army here and you want--" He lifted a hand, pressing the very tips of his fingers against his chest, his words holding a hint of disbelief as his head lulled to the side toward the man."Me. To keep them safe?" What a, interesting proposal. Lips parted, ready to speak--
I'm thinking aloud, not... asking permission. You have no choice.
And then all was silent.
The whispers that had once filled the space around them ground to an abrupt halt, as did the sway of his tail...and it twitched. Jaw jut to the side just the slightest, and all at once he threw his legs back over the side, feet connecting soundlessly with the unseen ground below. Rather than swiftly stand, he simply leaned forward, elbows on knees. " Tell me, when you came here did you expect to find? Mindless beasts running free that you could easily leash and add to your army? Or perhaps creatures that were so afraid of power that they would kneel to you in a seconds notice?"
Slowly he stood, and as he did the shadows around him rippled, their dark whispers returning with urgency. " You would dare come into my realm, demanding that I-" He motioned to himself once more. " Help, you?" Hand was waved at him haphazardly. "You give me, the king of this realm, no choice?" The space between the two seemed to span yards now rather than feet. If the other made an attempt to attack, the world around him would warp, leaving him to run and run until he either got bored of the others antics or decided on what to do with him.
His steps were steady, and as he neared, it appeared as if he never moved an inch. Even as the other held a aura that filled the space with ' light ', the darkness seemed to close in. Settling a good distance away he clasped his hands behind his back, tail giving a swish as a dark smile formed. " I hope you do realize that I could--" He made sure to emphasize the word. " keep you here indefinitely without any method of leaving. No access to earth. No return trip to hell." His words trailed off, a faint smirk forming as he glanced downward. " I could also make the floor beneath your feet as thin as air." Head tilted to the side. " Or make it as viscous as water..." Lifting his gaze he returned them to the halfling before him.
" So...Unless you can change your demand into a request, I must politely, decline."
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I’m still not my character.
I’m definitely not my character.
I am NOT my character.
My characters thoughts/opinions/moods are NOT mine.
I may play my character well (or horribly) but if s/he’s in a bad mood, it doesn’t mean that I am. His/her feelings are not mine.
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[… Dante’s lips purse, expression lazy. Since a conversation seems to be taking place, he lets his shoulders slump and his weight settle in a comfortable way. His eyes are as sharp as ever, though, and they’re watching Izekial as if examining him.]
[While the demon speaks, the nephilim’s mouth slants impatiently. He’s never been fond of the.. way demons speak, with the.. ‘indeed’s, and the ‘simply’s. It just isn’t his style to speak with or listen to, and honestly, he’s reminded of Vergil’s pretentious way of trying to coax things out of others.]
[Regardless, he listens and then takes it upon himself to answer his new.. associate.]
“‘What’re you talking about?” [Because Dante can’t very well tell. He pauses for just a beat and then juts his chin forth once, getting Izekial’s attention.] “I’m not sure what you said, but it sounded a hell of a lot like you were bragging.”
Luminous hues watched the other in silence, examining his face,taking in his posture. Everything. If he saw any sort of sign of attack, he'd be gone quicker than lightning. However, with the way things were going, He didn't really see the Nephilim attacking...not yet at least. Shifting his weight from one foot to another he grabbed at his own shoulder, rolling it a bit with a frown. What? It's not like he had the pleasure of sleeping in a comfortable bed when he lived in the shadows. He could never get the ' soft ' aspect juusst right--
"Mm?" Head tilted slightly at Dantes words, brows lifting. Oh, well then..."It's...not that hard to explain, then again it might be..." He frowned. " You know how the world is filled with various animals of different species, but of the same type? Kinda like how the white tiger is rarer than the normal orange and black ones." A second ticked by. " And there are birds that are endangered, like Eagles, meaning they're the last of their kind? " He waited another second, watching the others face before slowly motioning to himself, fingertips barely grazing his chest. Wait maybe using animals wasn't the best idea... " I'm one of those endangered animals..." He shook his head with a small laugh. "But, not in the animal sense, you feel me? I am the only one of my kind. There are others born from the darkness, but they are not made of it."
Brows knit, one of them raising. " Does, that make any sense? I think I kinda' didn't explain it right..." He sighed, arms folding as he attempted to think over his words or how best to explain it..
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"Kill demons that dare to break into my home and disturb my silence." He replied coldly. He didn’t like this odd stranger’s company. He was beyond annoyed.
Amusement filled his eyes, lips curling upward into a wide smirk. Kill demons, hm? As if he hadn't heard that one before. " Well, for one." He mused, tail giving a slow sway back and forth. " I'm not a demon." Head tilted, fingers grasping his chin as he continued to turn his neck until it popped. " Mm, and second. I didn't exactly break in." He looked around the room, lips pursing. " Nothing's broken."
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