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@joyfvlsorrow
Devil May Cry 5 - V 1/x
~ooc~ I just can’t help but wonder how Vergil and V would react to each other, if V were to exist post DMC5. (I should really write out that AU where V and Vergil are both existing post DMC5, I got the basics thought out but details are fuzzy. Anyone interested in it before i write, hmu, I’d be happy to talk abt it.)
@gouldrae asked: "Why? Why can't I heal them--" Her voice shaky, her hands trembling as she gently has her palms placed on him, afraid he might break if she just grips a little tighter. "The cracks in your skin-- I want to mend them but I cannot--" Nothing happens when she attempts her spells. It's as if her healing light doesn't even reach his being. "V, please-- tell me what I can do. This sight, it... it pains me."
𝒱 A part of him had been hoping. What foolish endeavor. It should have been clear to the man that mending something broken can never make it whole again. Not completely. And he himself was beyond mending. His time was slowly running out and no amount of hope and will could ever erase that. “Once meek, and in a perilous path, The just man kept his course along The vale of death.“ He needs no book to voice the quote, the fitting words just slipping out from memory, from the many times these printed syllables had been his only companion, in this life and in a previous one. “It’s not your fault...” Her effort, her intention do not go unnoticed, the woman's care making his heart swell, his mind dance. But it is far too late for him. It’s only getting harder to even speak, breathe, the cracks a visual cue for the state of his doomed soul. “My condition... Is... Irreversible. In truth, I am not even supposed to exist, a mere vessel for a weakness that was getting in the way. And my time is running out.”
demonwinged·
“You were holdin’ up pretty well when I found you here, but that demon still put up a tough fight even with the two of us – are you okay?”
𝒱 “Everything is fine and as it should be.“ It is a lie, and a part of him knows that Nero is aware of it. Not even at his full power could he hold a candle to what the other can do. And now even that is slowly declining, everything will eventually turn to dust. “We should get going. We have a long way ahead of us.“ The step he takes is supposed to be confident and steady, instead, his leg gives out, resulting in a knee to the ground, hand holding on to the cane for dear life. Between his teeth, a whispered “Damn it!” can be heard.
gouldrae
“I quite enjoy classical music myself, though I must admit there’s not many genres I’ve had the opportunity to listen to outside it – however, now you have gotten me curious, do you happen to play any instruments? I do not mean to pry, I just… I look up to people who can do so. I wish I could’ve learned one, but alas, my duties did not allow it.”
𝒱 Music, something that seemed so foreign months ago now sounds quite appealing. “Neither have I. Maybe we should both try, broaden our horizon, so to speak.” Sounds like a nice distraction, a trial to reconnect to his own self. Or new self, more like. There are memories from what now seems like a lifetime ago, and they’re not even his, not exactly, but not someone else’s either. He remembers the sound of violin, then a child’s fingers stumbling to hit the right notes and a gentle correction by someone who clearly knew how to teach an instrument. That is all, but it’s enough to reply to the question. “A long time ago I took some violin classes, though circumstances made me stop before actually learning much. I doubt I would remember anything.” Now he wonders if his fingers would find the notes themselves, if it would be worth trying or if he were to fail in this endeavor as well.
It’s the first of May so..
Happy Birthday V! (?)
demonwinged
“I’ve seen him sit on your arm before. Hell, can’t he just sit on the floor? Or anywhere but me–” He groans, the fact he’s not amused is visible on his face. He pushes the bird, tries to shove him off, but he appears resilient. Seems the devil breaker wasn’t threat enough – time to pull out Blue Rose, which is swiftly pointed at the chicken. “I’m givin’ ya ten seconds. Ten, nine–”
𝒱 It is extremely hard to keep in a laugh that threatens to break his poker face. Griffon always knew how to get them to snap. The question was, when was one of them actually going to do it. There was more than one time he had contemplated the act himself, though... Let’s just say it was a little hard in his state. “Guess it’s a little bony for his taste, and the dirt gives him allergies. Or rashes or something.” The last part may just be a lie, “And why can’t you tell him yourself? Actually, you’re closer to him.” The demon flies back up into the air once he feels the threat has become too real: “Easy with the money-maker, will ya?”
demonwinged
He’s just gonna take a step to the side, wiggling his shoulder & waving his devil breaker as if to shoo Griffon away and threaten him at the same time. “Get off me, little chicken– Hey V, tell your bird I ain’t a landing spot!”
𝒱 As if Griffon ever listens to him. “I think he just prefers broader shoulders, he hardly has any space on mine.” There’s a mumble of approval from the bird, and a loud “Now where am I supposed to sit, my wings are tired. Lemme land, kid.” The man continues almost without letting the bird finish: “And we both know he’s a spoiled brat.”
@demonwinged
𝒱 The man silently lets Griffon land on Nero’s shoulder, without a sign of stopping the bird. No, he didn’t send him, everyone knew the demon turkey had a mind of it’s own.
gouldrae
The way the man so casually, yet with feeling, opens his book to recite something from it provided an oddly soothing effect to Lunafreya, helping her regain her composure after she’s lost it earlier. She always vowed to not let anyone see her cry, and usually, she found enough strength to not do so even if she felt much like it ( being so sensitive and empathetic as someone in her position seems a draining, damaging thing to be ), but the aura and energies surrounding this man… She’s still trying to grasp it. At least, he’s not telling her off, a sign that, perhaps, her aid is needed after all. And if she can, she wants to heal such tremendous pain.
“I a–…” He had only just said there is no need for apologies, remember. “I did not mean to be so invasive.” Perhaps she should just be honest, after all, she felt like she could be, with him. “Sensing people’s auras… has always come naturally to me. And when I saw you, I… I was overwhelmed with all these emotions, I could not help the tears.” He doesn’t need to know that this was the first time she’d ever sensed such intense pain from someone – she does not want to make it worse, nor does she want him to feel pitied. If anything, if he doesn’t send her off, she wishes to help him. “I know this must be odd, coming from a mere stranger, but if there is anything I can do to help alleviate… Please, do not hesitate.”
𝒱 Such power must be a burden to her, unwanted feelings from strangers to surge into her could easily be overwhelming, yet she seems to be able to bare it all with ease. Well, his own being an exception. All that he and the man had been through, he wondered how it would look to someone with a power like hers. Would he be enveloped in a black cloud, or was it more a heavy blur surrounding him? Now he was curious, the question was, would he be overstepping if he were to ask her about it. “Such a unique power, it must be hard, having to deal with everyone’s emotions like that. Can you block them out?“ At first, his instinct was to ignore her offer, change the course of the conversation to her, not him. Yet, he reconsiders, despite doubting there was anything anyone could do to change him, his past, right the wrongs the man committed. “You are too kind with a wreck like me. Though I doubt there is anything you could do.“
gouldrae
@joyfvlsorrow· ♡✨
“I… I’m so sorry…” She cannot stop the tears welling in her eyes, rolling down her cheeks one by one. And neither does she know what to tell the man before her, other than ‘I’m sorry’. She’s met many hurt people before, people who were in so much emotional pain that it distorted their whole aura, dimmed its shine – yet she’d never met someone who’s pain was so… intense. So full of layers, yet so woven together that it was hard to pick them apart and place them. She almost wants to press forward, heal him, though she realizes that what she heals is physical pain. Emotional, as much as she wished, she could not heal. Though she could offer her ear, and her shoulder, if someone desired.
“I apologize for breaking into tears like I have, right before you.” She brings up a hand, wiping at her cheeks and corners of her eyes. “I… I must ask,” She already knows the answer. “… are you in pain?” Mentally, not physically, she meant to add – but perhaps he already figured.
𝒱 The woman, a complete stranger, her actions, a mystery. What ever could have driven her to him, tears in pretty eyes, compassion in her grace. It almost hurt, to be looked at that way, the pity, the realization that he was anything but perfect, just a weak shell of a man who desired power, his discarded memories and nightmares. It was all too clear to him, but why was it so clear to her? In order to grant her some privacy, to let her sort the emotions in her heart, it was the right thing to do, he thought, the man lowered his gaze onto the pages between his fingers, the right words found as if they wanted to be spoken, so he quotes: “I heard a Devil curse Over the heath and the furze Mercy could be no more If there was nobody poor. There is no need for apologies.” Though her reaction was at least slightly unusual, even for him. Was it that obvious he was a mere husk, a weak mortal carrying the sins of his creator? “The pain you speak of is a constant companion, one I would not be who I am without. But tell me, how did you know?”
superhero landing™
@cosmicfyres inquired: ❝ holy shit. you got blood all over you. ❞ ( from Nero )
𝒱 An inconvenience it was, of course, but the situation warranted no real worry, even if it was indeed his own blood combined with the one of the fiends they had been fighting. Thus, Nero’s reaction was an exaggeration, to say the least. “I thought you’d have gotten used to it by now. It’s a messy line of work, aren’t you all telling me this?” Messy, yes? Surprisingly engaging and cathartic? Most certainly. Who would have known that something so seemingly barbaric could have such a calming effect on him. Though, he shouldn’t be surprised, if the bloodline he descends from is to be a clue. “Though, how do you get blood off leather?” Nero and Dante’s clothes seemed to always be clean enough. Somehow.
𝒱 The search had been for a quiet place, a spot without interference. That was something he needed most. Right now, or maybe always. Somewhere he could read in peace, replenish his low energy, formulate his strategy. It was enough he had Griffon inside his brain, arguing with every small decision he made. This was more than enough. He needed no outside nuisance as well. Thus, the cliff he had perched on seemed perfect. Not too close to any human settlement, nor too far as to be completely secluded in case of an emergency. His fingers on the familiar and calming leather of the book, the relaxing words of beloved poems filled his mind, until the footsteps woke him from the perfect scenario. In place of a hello, he used a quote, his body not moving to face the new presence, not yet. He was not prepared to face his jailer. "I curse my stars in bitter grief and woe, That made my love so high and me so low."
@storyteller-prince - Estelle
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❝ i know you’re dying to say something to me. ❞ ❝ you’re a fucking animal. ❞ ❝ i love how you think you’re better than me. but you’re not. ❞ ❝ holy shit. you got blood all over you. ❞ ❝ you get people desperate enough they’ll just about do anything. ❞ ❝ everything’s cool. this place is not creepy at all. ❞ ❝ you can still do the right thing here. ❞ ❝ i don’t like company. ❞ ❝ it didn’t have to be this way, you know. you brought this on yourself. ❞ ❝ you still remember how to kill, right? ❞ ❝ i knew you had heart. ❞ ❝ our luck had to run out sooner or later. ❞ ❝ no matter how hard you try, i guess you can’t escape your past. ❞ ❝ yeah, you keep telling yourself that bullshit. ❞ ❝ we can all be poetic and just lose our minds together. ❞ ❝ after all we’ve done. after everything i’ve been through. it can’t be for nothing. ❞ ❝ i can’t imagine losing someone you love like that. losing everything that you know… ❞ ❝ run, little rabbit, run. ❞ ❝ you just kinda seem extra quiet today. ❞ ❝ i’m gonna teach you how to play guitar. ❞ ❝ you think you know me, huh? ❞ ❝ and if i say no? ❞ ❝ i have to do this. i don’t know what else to say. ❞ ❝ whatever it is you think you’re going through right now is nothing to what i have been through. ❞ ❝ you’re gonna make it. ❞ ❝ you have no idea what i’m capable of. ❞ ❝ do you have any idea how many men we’ve lost here today? ❞ ❝ i might’ve done that if you didn’t try to fucking kill me. ❞ ❝ you can come around. you’re loyal. you have heart, and you’re special. ❞ ❝ stay down. don’t let them see you. ❞ ❝ i needed him alive. ❞ ❝ you are treading on some mighty thin ice here. ❞ ❝ how many close calls have we had? ❞ ❝ admit that you wanted to get rid of me the whole time! ❞ ❝ is this all they really had to worry about? boys. movies. deciding which shirt goes with which skirt…it’s bizarre. ❞ ❝ how is it that you’re never scared? ❞ ❝ how about ‘it was either him or me. thanks for saving my ass!’. you got any of that for me? ❞ ❝ okay…well…have a good night. ❞ ❝ do you even realize what your life means? running off like that…putting yourself at risk…it’s pretty goddamn stupid. ❞ ❝ i’ve seen it in my dreams. ❞ ❝ i guess we’re both disappointed at each other then. ❞ ❝ man, you hit hard. ❞ ❝ once upon a time, i had someone i cared about. ❞ ❝ you’re not gonna make it. ❞ ❝ this goes on record for the worst fucking job you’ve ever taken. ❞ ❝ you kill a lot of innocent people? ❞ ❝ you won’t survive long out there. i can protect you. ❞ ❝ the others won’t be happy about this. ❞ ❝ i shot the hell outta that guy, huh? ❞ ❝ you kill to survive…and so do i. ❞ ❝ i feel sick. ❞ ❝ you’re doing a good job. i figure you should know that. ❞ ❝ you’re pissed, but you’re not going to do anything. ❞ ❝ i ain’t telling you shit. ❞ ❝ every battle’s got a losing side. ❞ ❝ how many bullets do you have left? ❞ ❝ hey, relax. we’re safe. ❞ ❝ if you’re gonna steal, you better make sure you get away with it. ❞ ❝ no, no…this is too rich for my blood. ❞ ❝ i’m not leaving without you. ❞ ❝ to the edge of the universe and back. endure and survive. ❞ ❝ i’ve been on both sides. ❞ ❝ i wasn’t trying to disobey you back there. you were taking a while and i thought, maybe you’ve gotten into trouble. ❞ ❝ there’s some pretty gnarly stuff in here. ❞ ❝ you don’t need to worry about me. ❞ ❝ hey, you got a second? i just want to say i’m sorry…that’s it. i won’t bring it up again. ❞ ❝ it’s the people that scare me. ❞ ❝ just so it’s out there: i can’t swim. ❞ ❝ just go! just fucking go… ❞ ❝ if you got anything to confess, this would be the place to do it. ❞ ❝ must be hard just…leaving all your stuff behind like that. ❞ ❝ not fairies though. they creep me out. ❞ ❝ we can sneak by them, even though i know that’s not your style. ❞ ❝ good? c’mon, give me details. describe it. ❞ ❝ that thing scared the shit out of me. ❞ ❝ you’re gonna be real happy you didn’t kill me. ❞ ❝ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❞ ❝ i know that you are smarter than this. ❞ ❝ well i’m the romantic type. ❞ ❝ you must be important. what’s the deal with you? ❞ ❝ to be honest, i don’t give two shits what you’re up to. ❞ ❝ ain’t a big fan of these odds. ❞ ❝ take a moment to catch your breath. ❞ ❝ it’s okay. it’s me. it’s me. it’s me. look. look…it’s me. ❞ ❝ you are making it very difficult to keep you alive. ❞ ❝ now don’t get upset. it’s not your fault. ❞ ❝ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❞ ❝ body’s not that old. keep your eyes and ears open. ❞ ❝ i believe that everything happens for a reason. ❞ ❝ you mumble in your sleep. ❞ ❝ we’re a team now. we’re gonna help each other out. ❞ ❝ you’re bleeding. ❞ ❝ guess what, we’re shitty people. it’s been that way for a long time. ❞ ❝ i’ve been quite honest with you. now i think it’s your turn. ❞ ❝ you handled yourself pretty nicely back there. ❞ ❝ get it together. we’re not alone. ❞ ❝ what are you scared of? ❞ ❝ now what? you gonna chop me up into tiny pieces? ❞ ❝ no, no…no such thing as luck. ❞ ❝ i understand it’s not easy to trust a stranger. ❞ ❝ there’s a place for you here, you know. ❞ ❝ this rain isn’t gonna do us any good. ❞ ❝ how was your morning? ❞ ❝ you really shouldn’t be out here all on your own. ❞ ❝ come on…you gotta get up. ❞ ❝ hands on your fucking head. ❞ ❝ you lay your hands on me again, it won’t end well for you. ❞ ❝ i’ve been on quite the adventure. ❞ ❝ i got nothing but nightmares from those years. ❞ ❝ i owe you a favor. is this some kind of joke? ❞ ❝ you wanted to be left alone, remember? ❞ ❝ let me look at you. you got fucking old. ❞ ❝ what are you still doing up? it’s late. ❞ ❝ that was plan a, b, c, all the way to fucking z. ❞ ❝ please not right now. i do not have the energy for this. ❞ ❝ whoever’s hurt, you clearly care about them. ❞ ❝ any sudden moves and i’ll put one right between your eyes. ❞ ❝ everyone i have cared for has either died or left me. ❞ ❝ look the other way. i’ll make this worth your while. ❞ ❝ when i give you the signal, we run. ❞ ❝ here, lean on me. ❞ ❝ did they say how many are dead? ❞ ❝ when i was a kid i wanted to be a…a singer. ❞ ❝ whatever favors you think i owe you, it isn’t worth that much. ❞ ❝ you can’t deny that view. ❞ ❝ what makes you think i’d do this for you? ❞ ❝ i am none of your goddamn business. ❞ ❝ thanks for your heroics and all. ❞ ❝ things happen…and we move on ❞ ❝ you do what i say when i say it. we clear? repeat it. ❞ ❝ we can just keep our histories to ourselves. ❞ ❝ come on. make this easy for me. ❞ ❝ it’s like we’re on a date. ❞ ❝ there’s enough here that you have to feel some sort of obligation toward me. ❞ ❝ well is that everything you hoped for? ❞ ❝ yeah, they got a few good hits in but-look, i managed! ❞ ❝ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❞ ❝ we’re gonna get out of this. i promise. ❞ ❝ couple days from now we’ll probably be dead anyway. ❞ ❝ stay down. don’t let them see you. ❞ ❝ has anyone come in here? ❞ ❝ i was thinking, after we get back, we could take it easy for a while. ❞ ❝ what do you know about us? about me? ❞ ❝ you haven’t seen what i’ve seen. ❞ ❝ i’m not…i’m not going anywhere. ❞ ❝ define okay. ❞ ❝ fun day at work, huh? ❞ ❝ no matter what, you keep finding something to fight for. ❞ ❝ here, i got you. give me your hand. ❞ ❝ other than shitty my pants…i’m fine. ❞ ❝ sorry for stealing your horse. ❞ ❝ it’s called luck, and it’s gonna run out. ❞ ❝ do i need to remind you what is out there? ❞ ❝ we are going our seperate ways. ❞ ❝ i was on my way here, and i got jumped by these two assholes, alright? ❞ ❝ whatever it is you heard, it isn’t true okay? ❞ ❝ your watch is broken. ❞ ❝ whole building feels like it’s going to fall apart. ❞
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