@redgraves-hunter continued from here.
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Vergil resisted the urge to roll his eyes upon hearing his brother's cheeky remark, having anticipated this sort of competitive scenario which was a common theme between them, thus keeping counts on their kills as well. He gracefully somersaulted to avoid a giant scissor soared toward him and countered by a spinning slash that prompted a loud shriek from the demon as it fell and dissipated. Vergil landed smoothly and straightened himself, looking at his brother with amused annoyance.
“And still have scores to go before coming to an even with mine.”
The impertinent laughter at his expense summoned the full force of the Judgement Glare™, which he aimed and unleashed at the uncultured, sodden-witted mooncalf of a little brother. His lips pressed into a thin line, together this facial omen heralded a group of summoned swords that were launched rapidly toward Dante, following yet another and markedly worse mimicy from the infuriating oaf.
“The appalling lack of universally formal phrases in your less than measly vocabulary is no cause for me to change my locution.” The underlying threat in his words was emphasized by the forbidding manner in the way his right hand flew to Yamato’s tsuka.
The elder twin nursing the notion to simply conjure a portal and jilted his brother right there and then, when Dante’s offer of a deal prompted him to pause and tilted his head askance. And his suspicion was proven upon seeing the way Dante’s grin twitch as though about to widen, prompted Vergil to huff impatiently and resume his movement to draw the Yamato. “Cut your malarkey and follow me, or linger here and starve. I care not, Dante.”
“Oh come on Verg?” Dante whines, the same sort of needling whine that he used to do when they were children and the elder would walk away from him. It’s so familiar and thankfully it doesn’t hurt anymore to think it or to remember it. “One simple little thing for me? And I’ll even throw in an extra to sweeten the deal? I’ll be the picture of educated and fancy wherever you take me.” He speeds up just enough to get in front of Vergil and walks backwards to maintain the distance.
“I can be smart. I can blow your mind with my smartness. Lets see…How about…” He puts his nose a little up in the air and gets a rather haughty tone. “Pie? As in apple? My kind of pie is 3.14.” He drops the act for a second and whispers to Vergil, “Don’t ask me for further than that, I have no clue what comes next,” Before he immediately puts his nose back in the air and resumes his previous tone. “And then they said Pluto was a planet again, well I could have told them that, ha ha ha ha.” He does a rather nasally chortle for that laugh that does make him slip and break into real laughter. “Okay, so maybe I can’t manage all that. That might be outside of my acting range.”
