buddy system; [This is not exactly what he was expecting after wrapping up at the Temen-ni-gru. He remembers speaking with Lady and handing her back her weapon, but waking up in a strange place being talked at by a robot is kind of a leap from slaughtering countless demons on the wrong side of the veil.
Maybe it's another trick? Maybe what they're telling him is actually truth? Whatever it is, congratulations. You've been saddled with a rather surly looking teenager with a sword strapped to his back and guns holstered.
He smirks.]
So, you gonna show me around?
[Unconsciously, his hand drifts over his chest, to where there's something decidedly missing.]
archives; [You need money to survive. Dante knows this. He had to learn this the hard way, but he doesn't have a money guy here and he certainly doesn't get the jobs he's used to taking. He's reluctant as hell, but he eventually goes to the archives in order to earn a little bit of cash.
It's fucking bullshit, unfortunately. His eyes glaze over the unintelligible writing and he wonders if he's done enough to get paid, already.
He drags a hand through his hair, groaning. This is worse than navigating a goddamned demon tower. Someone save him.]
virtual reality; Games, huh?
[He's holding the helmet in his hand, turning it over. He can't remember the last time he played a game - unless you count everything Vergil was playing at as a game, it's been years. They definitely didn't have games like this, either.
He looks over, a cocky grin on his face.]
Wanna make this a competition?
wildcard; [Come @ me with whatever you've got! Or feel free to hash something out with me.]
dante | devil may cry
[This is not exactly what he was expecting after wrapping up at the Temen-ni-gru. He remembers speaking with Lady and handing her back her weapon, but waking up in a strange place being talked at by a robot is kind of a leap from slaughtering countless demons on the wrong side of the veil.
Maybe it's another trick? Maybe what they're telling him is actually truth? Whatever it is, congratulations. You've been saddled with a rather surly looking teenager with a sword strapped to his back and guns holstered.
He smirks.]
So, you gonna show me around?
[Unconsciously, his hand drifts over his chest, to where there's something decidedly missing.]
archives;
[You need money to survive. Dante knows this. He had to learn this the hard way, but he doesn't have a money guy here and he certainly doesn't get the jobs he's used to taking. He's reluctant as hell, but he eventually goes to the archives in order to earn a little bit of cash.
It's fucking bullshit, unfortunately. His eyes glaze over the unintelligible writing and he wonders if he's done enough to get paid, already.
He drags a hand through his hair, groaning. This is worse than navigating a goddamned demon tower. Someone save him.]
virtual reality;
Games, huh?
[He's holding the helmet in his hand, turning it over. He can't remember the last time he played a game - unless you count everything Vergil was playing at as a game, it's been years. They definitely didn't have games like this, either.
He looks over, a cocky grin on his face.]
Wanna make this a competition?
wildcard;
[Come @ me with whatever you've got! Or feel free to hash something out with me.]