#speakofthedxvil

[katatede]

speakofthedxvil replied to your post: Growls. Too much noise.

Dante nudges over one (1) can of ravioli with his foot. Onis like ravioli right?

Tempting offer. He is easily swayed by food.

[onearmedarmy]

[x]

“No, not really. Jus’ made me wonder why it tasted different ta begin with, tha’s all.”

[vjesticka]

@speakofthedxvil | cont.

“Yes, definitely delightful. Look at how they’re all screaming–!” He might’ve had a hand in this recent prank. Might’ve, being the key word.

“Yes yes...they seem frightened, as long as nobody gets hurt everything should be fine. But you know, Halloween was yesterday...it’s on to Thanksgiving now.” She said coolly. The Witch had better things to do than worry about last minute trick-or-treats.

[dreamingxne]

[x] @speakofthedxvil

A pause as he blinked at the elder, looking down in thought. Was he sure? No...not really. In fact, he was kind of nervous. Yet...all the same.

He would look back up Dante, offering one of his own smiles as a means of comfort.

“I’ve gotta try, ya know? I”m sure it’ll be ok.”~

[heiwanoryu-archive]

@speakofthedxvil

Where on earth was he off in a rush for? Didn’t he know that going that way was dangerous?! At least, it looked it. Crimson hues weren’t quite awake yet.

“Hold on a sec! It’s best that you don’t don’t that way!“

[avversiera-blog]

( @speakofthedxvil  → X )

【♟】 ______________________________

❝You’ve returned.❞

Aversa stated plainly with her back turned to the familiar male. He came here once to her desolated manor when fleeing from an armydue to petty theft. Yes, she welcomed him here, once. Never did she imagine that he would return here like a dog with a tail in-between his legs.

The purple-haired vixen lifted her hand, flicking her wrist to where a dark aura snakes its way towards Dante, surrounding him to make sure no potential weapons that would harm her wasn’t brought inside. It seems to be just his ‘guns’ she examined last time and the sword. It seems he was just here for a visit. Odd...Why would he want to?

❝It seems you have decided to break in once more...Next time, the door can be of use for you. What brings you here?❞

[vjesticka]

@speakofthedxvil | cont.

Here merely blinked at her question, his hands moving in a fashion to show he had done this song and dance a time or two. It’d heal, definitely. He just needed to sleep it off.

But he couldn’t really do that with people poking their noses into his business.

“Oh you know, the same old, same old.”

“Getting stabbed in the chest is the same old same old?” If the gaping wound in his middle wasn't convincing enough to prove to the Witch that she was dealing with something or someone of the supernatural then she best retire as a Protector.

“Who and what are you?” She questions him again. “And no more of your funny business, I want real answers. I’m not trying to pick a fight with you or anything like that, just trying to do my job.”

[onearmedarmy]

@speakofthedxvil [x]

The blanket was all but ignored at this point, a scowl heavy on his features as he rooted himself even further into the chair. IT was obvious that he wasn’t going to move, despite how exhausted he obviously was. But worry had a habit of making you feel more alert than you actually were.

“I don’t need sleep,” he growled, shaking his head a few times.

“I need ta see ‘er come home...”