*sends the love*
Thank you. ^^
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*sends the love*
Thank you. ^^
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I assume this is for Dante, right?
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"I'm sorry I didn't mean too"
Put: ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ‘ in my ask and my muse will respond.
The blue devil rose a brow at the other. “You found my home and scared my animals…What should I do to you?”, he asks as his icy eyes seem to narrow slightly at the man before him.
“Choose your choice wisely.”, he murmured under his breath as his mood was lightly off due to a cycle. Though he hardly acted like he was do to he was also just moody.
To say that the young Sparda did not know where he was would have been a huge understatement. But it wasn't entirely his fault. He’d been following a strange demon energy. It didn’t feel like most devils, and it felt sort of like his, but sort of not.
The little devil had been walking awhile, armor clanking, and footsteps noisy, having grown entirely too slowly for what he was ready for.
Sparda did not stop until he was ontop of the peculiar energy. Literally. No really, he’d walked off a roof, completely forgetting he was in a humanoid form and not his devil form and came crashing down ontop of an unsuspecting individual.
“Had a bit much to drink? You could hardly stand.”
Vergil rose a brow at the other before looking off, “Well I drank to the point I can not stand…To dull things down you know?”, he said as he sat down on a chair. “How did you get here?”, he asks as he did not recall telling the other where he lived–Then again he was pretty tipsy, first time in many years.
“You do not seem to be adjusting too well, right now. Are you quite alright?”
honorofangealhewley liked your post:anyone up for a rp?
anything in mind? angst? fluff? humor?
humor sounds good
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"Dance with me"
-{✖}- Exhaustion was shrouding his features; such tired muscles were aching from spending his week fighting almost constantly. The influx of demonic entities in the city had grown almost tenfold in the past few weeks and he had scarcely been able to get himself to rest long enough to recuperate. All of this madness had altered his mood rather dramatically; the one rather hot-headed male was now somewhat subdued in a sense of fatigue and thus when the other had placed a hand on his shoulder, muttered some words and pulled him close, he simply went with it; too tired to fight back. Nero rested his forehead on the other’s shoulder shutting his eyes. “Why...?”