017 - It is good I am forgiving.

[darknightsparda]

For I am not very amused. Honestly. I have never, in all my days of existance, seen a Hot Pocket explode. Nor have I ever seen anyone staple a note to a refrigerator. Now I am out Luce, a slew of daggers, a belt, a sword, and heavens only know the amount of money Vergil gave Eva-dearest. Not to mention one of my favorite tailcoats has been

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[ceruleandemon]

Blame yourself. You should be trying to help her establish herself in this world; you should be at her side, helping her cope and getting her the things she needs.

I cannot keep taking care of my own ladyfriend, Dante's girlfriend and your wife on top of all my other obligations. Either be a husband to her or stop whining. Honestly, maior, you act like a snobby, wibbly little prince who must share his things as though he never has.

No one will feel pity for you.

[darknightsparda]

Oh, do be silent for once.

No one asked you to do a damned thing, now didst they? Hold your tongue, hatchling, for I have said little to nothing of your own whining. Deny it as you wish, but you wibble as much as your twin.

Honestly, as though I care.

[ceruleandemon]

Hit a sore spot, did I?

Insult me as you wish, maior, but you know it's true. You've done nothing but give her a bed to sleep in--and not even your bed.

[darknightsparda]

Oh, forgive me! I did not realize you kept such a close watch on my personal affairs.

Insult you? Well, if pointing out the truth is such an insult, perhaps it should be done more often, if it gets through that thick head of yours.

[sphererecorder]

Wait, okay, so, who's this Eva in relation to you?

[darknightsparda]

I don't recall it being your business, as I don't believe we've been properly introduced.

[sphererecorder]

That's okay. I was simply saving myself research time, but I'm sure it's nothing a little perusing won't answer.

[darknightsparda]

Pardon me, I didn't realize I was to be some sort of research specimen.

Honestly, your kind grow more wearisome with each generation. Do yourself a favor, and skitter on to harrassing students once more, hm?

[trainlovinfreak]

I have to agree with Vergil. :) You should be helping her, Sir.

((ooc: nice and polite. :D Lest she annoy him again like the last time. xD))

[darknightsparda]

And who, precisely, asked you?

[trainlovinfreak]

I'll be quiet. ._.

[darknightsparda]

That, my dear, is the smartest thing you've said yet.

((ooc; He's grumpy. He has a microwave to clean. XD Forgive him.))

[half_mystic]

Haven't you learned by now? Of course it's a dictatorship.

And I'm going to have to agree with her. I remember you smelling distinctly like flowers.

[darknightsparda]

My dear, it has been nigh on a hundred and seventy years. One does tend to gloss over the rough spots in memory.

And I most certainly do not.

[half_mystic]

Mmm. Good point.

Think what you like. I think it's whatever you use in your hair, really.

And if it helps, if you microwave a small bowl of a water-and-vinegar mix, it'll be easier to clean. I have some experience with microwave explosions.

[trainlovinfreak]

I realize that what I said on the network the other was completely inappropriate as I shouldn't have been butting my nose into your business in the first place.

I apologize for what I said to you Sir.