Well, that was fun.

No point in waiting for the jobs to come to me, right? So don't wait up--I'll be hunting for a good long while.

Hey, babe, we gotta talk.

Dante's sitting at his desk with a magazine draped over his face. Man, does his head hurt, and he's not in a fantastic mood.

Vergil, stop fucking snapping up all the work. I've got better things to do with my time than arguing with some bitch over the Internet.

Listen, leave the lady alone. You're not fucking helping.

I swear to fucking God, kid, if you're still there when I get back...

((Due to time constraints of epic plot, and time zones, this fight takes place immediately after this one, which is still ongoing. ^^;;))

Dante's been in better shape; his clothes are shredded and soaked in blood, and his steps are heavy as he crosses the ruins. Not only is he beaten, he's furious -- Kadaj is still alive. Dante's ready to blow ( Read more... )

What the fuck are you?

Dante's hanging out at Costa Del Sol, glancing around at the pedestrians irritably. He knows he was supposed to meet Kadaj here, but hasn't a clue as to the when, so now he's sitting here. Waiting.

Really pissed off, but hey, that's a given.

((Kadaj, this here's a placeholder post, since we haven't caught each other on AIM in like a week! We ( Read more... )