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[spardae]

MISSION 5 7:41 PM - NOVEMBER 12TH

As the eclipse gives way, the veil of darkness lifted to bathe the island in moonlight once more, Sparda flies through the middle of the city-- separated from Vergil in an attempt to locate the surges of demonic power he can sense in the air across the wards. A vain search thus far, every lead a dead end. But he cannot stop. Not knowing that the gates to hell could be opened the instant they make a wrong move.

Yet he can’t help but stop, not too far from the gaping void at the heart of the wards. There is a scent in the air-- a familiar one that cannot be ignored. Sparda turns, scanning the ground below, and as he spies a head of white hair half-leaned against a taxi, his wings carry him to the pavement on their own.

One would think that having done this song and dance already, it would be easier. But to look over and see a man grown, a near spitting image of his own human form...  ❝ DANTE, ❞ he murmurs, forcing his growling voice louder to add,  ❝ SURELY THAT MUST BE YOU. A MAN GROWN, AND YET... ❞

( He still sees a hint of the boy in you, @spardium​. )

[heclingmuzik]

@spardium​

“Okay Onai, let’s try this again.” Clicking her tongue, she moves her fingers around an object carefully. Every once in awhile, she’ll glance down and make sure that her violin is still leaned up against the trunk of the tree on the bottom below her and then she’ll proceed with focusing on the task at hand. She was doing well until a small clover pendant falls right down. “Aw man!” It took her almost forever to climb up and now she’s gonna have to climb down. Okay, you know what?

She shoves the remaining of the pieces to make this charm into her pocket, grabs her phone and places it in the opposite pocket. Time to climb down and STAY down. Slow and steady. Slow and steady. “Climb a tree. It’ll be fun she said.” It was. She’s definitely gotten better with heights if being on top didn’t bother her much...Though maybe she climbed a little too far for her liking, because she’s struggling to find her footing on the right spot to descend. 

SNAP~.

Lovely, the tree branch that she was holding onto for life decided it didn’t want to support Ismael and decided to just snap in piece. “Shit!” And with that she does lose her footing. “Whaa!” In midair she tries to make herself smaller. May not be the smartest idea to try to turn into a ball (because it’s not like she’ll bounce like one), BUT what else is she supposed to do?

[devilbring]

He makes the call to Dante before he can even process what he’s doing. The phone rings. Painfully long. And Nero sits, in the middle of the street, beside V’s corpse. Not even trying to regain his composure.

When Dante picks up, there is a silence. And at last, regardless of how Dante greets him, there comes a threadbare voice: “They come back, right? People who die here... they come back. Tell me they come back. Dante... tell me... they come back.”

( Tell him they come back, @spardium​. )

[sanpatron]

What was originally thought to be a quick run over to the convenience store for some snacks has now turned into some unintentional loitering.

The man should consider himself lucky that he runs his own company, else he’d more than likely get chewed out for taking an overextended lunch break just to read the latest in fashion magazines.

But hey, you could definitely argue that he’s still working. I mean, he sure as shit would. How can you run a successful clothing company without making sure to see how the rest of the competition is doing? Gotta stay up with the latest trends and all that. See what he can sink his teeth into like the deranged money-hungry shark he is.

“ Woooow. I didn’t know this was making a comeback. ” He says to himself after taking an obnoxiously loud slurp of his legally distinct frozen drink. “ Should probably look into this more. Though is it really on brand for us? Hmm... ”

@spardium​ // Starter Call

[gungnirclad]

♪‌ TIME TO TURN UP THE VOLUME @spardium​!

ƒ. ❝ Hehe~ Thought you were joking when you said that strawberry sundaes were your favorite dessert! ❞  Yeah, of course he wasn’t joking, this was like his third. Not that she could tease him because of that, this was also like her third chocolate milkshake.  ❝ You don’t look like a demon slayer right now, you know. ❞

[duoduonociem]

@spardium​ liked for a starter~

In an undisclosed building... Somewhere.... Kanon found herself in a training center, watching those with either better weapons than herself or the ones simply showing off their skills to the others in the center. An older gentleman in particular had garnered her attention over the course of her observation, because despite the wooden sword in his hand, he seemed very proficient in his fighting style. His current sparring partner really had no chance, and not for lack of them trying.

She watched him intently, not speaking up despite her curiosity in fear of distracting them. Kanon felt she could learn something from the fight. 

[namenayo]

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Send ☭ for a vs. battle quote to your muse

Battle Theme: Boss Fight ~ River City Ransom (RCG Ver.)

Battle Intro: “You act like you’re some real hot shit, pops. Let’s see if you fight as good as you run your mouth!”

Victory: “I’ll give you points for style, but if your fundamentals suck, you’re gonna get upended every time!”

Defeat: “Heh… If it takes something like you to beat me…I can live with that…”

Assist: “Go hang out in the eighties some more; I got this.”

Taunt: “Nice coat full of crutches you got there, compensation station.”

Reacting to Taunt: “Real question is: can I throw a punch?”

Tie: “Wh– Did your back give out?! Damnit, I was starting to have a good time…!”

Perfect Victory: “You ain’t the first I’ve seen who’s made that same mistake. You can’t win fighting with your head up your ass, no matter how overpowered you are, got it?”

[levitersora]

@spardium​

“Nothing better to warm you up then some nice, hot soup.” Sora took a seat down before taking a sip. Not a moment latter he already has his tongue out, waving his hand over his mouth at how hot it really was. “Hot hot hot- owwoww.” Maybe it would be best to not eat it too fast. Soup was usually good for when someone had some kind of cold, but to just eat it as a snack or meal was a bit odd. Though not as odd as the man he sat by thought of him. “Do you happen to know what kind of soup it is? It’s pretty good.”