§econd hunt ✖ [ACTION + VOICE]
[Dante is chillaxing in the hotel lobby, legs crossed and one foot bouncing against the floor as he speaks into the Tone held lazily in one hand.] Christ, these things are annoying as hell when they want to be. Never was much of a singing guy -- more of a rocker, guitar player, y'know? Don't really do vocals. But if it'll help me keep a one-up...
Speakin' of. Oh Verg~~ How're you doing with the lessons, big bro~? [his voice is dripping with an overdramatic sweetness as he addresses his other half and anybody around at the time is apt to notice the mischievous grin on his face. he ends the recording there, waiting for the response -- and as he does, he begins to hum idly to himself, one of the tunes the Tone had taught him.]
[OOC: His tune is one of the cognition-hampering ones~ So beware!]
Speakin' of. Oh Verg~~ How're you doing with the lessons, big bro~? [his voice is dripping with an overdramatic sweetness as he addresses his other half and anybody around at the time is apt to notice the mischievous grin on his face. he ends the recording there, waiting for the response -- and as he does, he begins to hum idly to himself, one of the tunes the Tone had taught him.]
[OOC: His tune is one of the cognition-hampering ones~ So beware!]