[The blackness is fading, and Dante is waking up to one hell of a headache.]
Ow.
Damn. How much did I drink... last... night...?
[And even as he's saying that, the memories are coming back.]
... ... Shit.
((Post Island Watanagashi-hen madness. Follows
this thread, and
this excellent fic.))
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[looking up and focusing on her...and kind of at a loss for what to say] ... Hey.
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I guess you heard?
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*Not exactly what one would call pleased* ...
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Vergil...
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