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@mysteriousone-v
“Can’t kill a guy for jumping the gun.” gripping the bars, if theyre here because of someone elses work, then they need to get out before who ever that is comes back.
“Okay im sorry for thinking you did this, can you get me out of here? i don’t exactly like the cramped position.”
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what’s your muse candle scent? || accepting !!
“Perhaps it would be something fresh rain, or wood ash...“
( but mun thinks a better scent would be...
Whiskey River Soap Co. , smells like Lemongrass and Sage-- )
@mysteriousone-v
“One might say the same of you.” V says as he tilts his head, trying to get a better glimpse at the devil slayer who has clearly handled the situation with a certain…flare. The other was good, that much was obvious by the way the ground was littered with hacked up pieces of things that were once demons and how the man doesn’t even seem winded in the slightest.
That’s concerning all things considered, though not nearly as concerning as the hint of white under the blood streaked hair. Was there yet another one of them coming out of the woodworks? Wasn’t Nero enough of a surprise in that way?
V waits a moment, finally catching a glimpse of the man’s face and when he does his memory and his mind rebels.
That…that’s not possible. “Father?”
A pause. What did this man call him? That’s not possible. This man was far too human to be a child of his. Unless....
His surprised expression changed to a deep angered frown. “When I gave you Yamato it’s purpose was not meant to split yourself.” his tone was one of anger. “Why would you do that? And where is your other half?”
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@mysteriousone-v continued from X
For a moment there’s nothing but silence. Heavy, threatening silence. Then the figure tilts his head slightly under the hood.
“You are not Dante.” He observes with an almost lazily calm observation. Like somehow the fact of being ‘Not Dante’ has made it to where he’s no longer fully threatened by the individual in front of him. “Yet there is some…familial resemblance. Clearly another member of the Sparda bloodline…curiouser and curiouser.” He takes a step towards him. “And who might you be?”
Taking a bite of the gum, Nero shoved the small block back in the inner pocket of his coat, savoring the sweet flavor as a wry grin appeared on his lips. It was a bold assumption of the other, though he could see how a mistake could be made. Shaking his head, he watched as the black cloaked man approached, canting his head as he continued to sport that smug grin.
“I don’t know about a familial resemblance,” he responded, casually, taking a moment to once over the stranger again. “The name’s Nero, and you are...?”
‘ Here, let me bandage that up. ’
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“I should be the one looking after you.”
The arm of his coat is torn off to reveal the wound that refuses to stop bleeding. Some things require a little help to regenerate, especially when one almost loses a limb.
He lets the younger man work in silence, unsure of the words he wants to utter. It is difficult to express himself, always has been.
“V.”
He breathes, at last. His healthy arm moves to touch the man’s shoulder with affection, as Vergil’s lips curl into a small smile.
“I am glad you are still here.”
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“Dante? why the hell would dante have you take me? what the hells going on V, why does he want me to stay in one place?!”
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5 texts never sent + 1 that sent || ( accepting !! )
[to v] : (draft) ...you really need to learn to be more careful, V; you've become a bleeding heart, and someone might take advantage of that. You should know.[to v] : (draft) I cannot believe I'm saying this, but Griffon is correct.[to v] : (draft) ... I think I'd like to go with you. To your reality. But I don't mind if I cannot.[to v] : (draft) If I do... would you be willing to accept me as a fourth familiar, in a sense?[to v] : (draft) I will not allow the my fate to happen to you. Mundus shall never lay a hand on you; I swear upon my honour.
[to v] : I've got food. Please keep the door unlocked; I bought enough for your familiars as well.
