Viral gets into trouble again
Viral: Having only just been recovered and patched up by Jin the other day Viral was already making trouble in the small community of foreigners. Today he had made an enemy of someone who maybe be just a little too strong for Viral to handle… he’d never fought a Devil before, but this guy looked just like a human, surely he’d be just as… delicate.
He sneaked out of the house, face and arms bandaged up and a slight limp in his gait, on his way to the Post Office he searched the undergrowth by the clinic and -to his delight- he came across his beloved butcher’s knife! With knife in hand and a determined look in his cat-eyes he stalked over to the post office to find that there was someone waiting outside… Was that him? “Oy… Devil.” He sneered in a much deeper voice than his appearance belayed.
Dante: Dante was waiting for him, ready and equipped for the scuffle at hand. Huge sword on back with two freakishly large pistols in each hand Dante's fangy grin could almost rival that of the beastman, if it wasn't so....like, big and..shark like...
Hmm, yeah.
Damn, you're a lot smaller than I imagined you to be, and you saying you're a beast man? I expected ..well, alot more muscle and less of the mummifiying banages yeah?" He joked, digging his heels in the dirt.
Viral: “Shut up!” Viral barked in his defence “I… just recovered from another battle, I don’t even need these!!” he insisted although he still hadn’t removed them. “Of course I’m a beastman! Don’t you know anything?!” Viral was part shark and part cat, an odd combination to say the least! “Now, you take back what you said about me looking freakish and I may leave you in peace!”
Dante: Dante whistled and stided closer to the starnge man. He knew just being a few metres away from the Post office with Alessa sleeping inside would be no problem.
"Well to be honest mack, you don't really look like a beastman to me, Just..a big set of teeth and some really ugly hands there." He twirled his handguns around his fingers, staring down his oppenent. "And if you think that little penknife can do anything to be you got another thing coming Thingboy~"
Viral: It was unbelievable, the rudeness of these people, Devil or not this guy was just as horrible as a human, there had only been one other man who had been so rude to him, that damned Kamina… “Shut up!” he echoed “There’s nothing wrong with my teeth or hands, this is the way I am! And I’ll show you what this knife as you call it, can do!!” throwing caution to the wind he tightened his grip on his butcher’s knife and launched himself at the devil with every intention of cutting his belly open!!
Dante: Dante laughed and suddenly choked as the blade entered the side of his stomache, he lurched forward as thick blood spilled out and splashed against the pavement and ran down his trousers. He grunted and shoved the barrel of Ivory; his right-handed weapon, to Virals face and pushed hard.
"I hope you're paying my dry cleaning bill, pal."
Viral: His nostrils flared, what was that? Was it some sort of club? A gun? Viral had never seen a weapon like that before, not that colour or shape, it was unfamiliar! “What’s that?” he said without thinking, holding the knife by his side and trying to tilt his head away from the pressure that Dante was placing on it.
Dante: Dante's eyes tinged a demonc red for a moment, almost finding a sick twisted pleasure in the man's unfamilarity in a simple man-made weapon known as a handgun.
"It's called a gun. It puts holes in things. And if it's a thing like your head, all the insides explode." He whispered sadistically.
"Now, I'll say it again, get that penknife out of my gut or get your face blown off."
Viral: His eyes gradually widened at the devil’s explanation and when it finally sunk in Viral quickly withdrew the knife and -tried- to jump back from Dante, as far as he was concerned… just because he pulled his knife out didn’t mean he was retreating! “Fight me properly! Don’t use crooked weapons like that!” Viral thought he was doing well, he’d cut the devil quite deeply!
Dante: He stood up right and the knife wound just slowly patched itself up and disappeared. Ah, the wonders of demonic blood and its fast healing, Dante mused and hoisted his guns.
"Okay fine, I was always told to bring a gun to a knife fight though~" He cooed and pulled the huge sword from his back as if it was made of air, twisting it in his wrist and pointing it at his victim.
"Okay, then lets fight properly."
Viral: Viral’s eyes bulged at the sight of that enormous sword, he couldn’t even figure out the devil was able to hold it up let alone fight with it?! He… must’ve been stronger than Viral gave him credit for! He swallowed, hard, and tried to gulp down his fear along with excess saliva. “Fine!” he spat like the headstrong fool he was. It was only when he glared at his enemy that he released that the gash… the deep cut he had given him “…what?! It’s gone?!... No matter! I’ll just have to cut deeper!” whether his enemies ever cared or not, the one thing you could say in Viral’s defence was that he was brave, maybe even foolhardily so. And, with that, he tried to weave past the huge sword to reach the devil’s shoulder with his knife.
Dante: Dante was too quick however, he knew those banages weren't for show and with a simple sidestep, swweped past the man and his puny knife and jogged back a couple of steps laughing heartily. "You're a really peice of work you know that? You think that little thing can really hurt me?!"
Viral: He stumbled past the devil, missing completely, and spun around as quickly as he could manage in his state and snapped at his grin adversary “You insulted me! I have to redeem myself!! Now, stand still! Stop dodging me!” he didn’t realise how stupid a request that sounded as Viral added “My weapon is good enough for you!”
Dante: "Redeem? Hah! You sound like my prissy brother! I'm not gunna stand still. I'm just getting started!" He called out and with a flick of his wrists, pulled the sword down slashed at Viral's swordarm, watching the blood spray across the street and rubble.
Viral: This had been the second fight he had been in where someone had caught his sword arm! The knife clattered to the ground and he winced, grabbing the would with his other palm and squeezing the cut to try and halt the flow of blood. “You.. you bastard!” he spat at Dante as he shuffled over to his weapon. It was a somewhat pathetic sight, but most would take back their pity when the realised how Viral brought it all on himself.
Dante: Dante however seemed to be one of them. He swung Rebellion, his sword, on his shoulder and kicked the dirt watching him "You know, you should quit while you're ahead. You're a really sore thing to watch. Just call it a day and piss on off back to the rock you came from yeah?"
Viral: “S..Silence!” he bellowed and looked up to glare at the devil with aggressive, sad eyes “Don’t pity me! I don’t need it!! You can’t… insult me and then back down from a fight!” that said, he crouched and picked up the knife in the wrong hand, his left hand. “All of you.. humans, or devil-humans, or whatever… you’re all the same!! You have no honour! You get off on calling others names and poking fun at them… I wont take it!”
Dante: "Hey, if you think I'm bad, you should see my brother, I'm nothing compared to him. He'd turn you to mush from just looking at you." He remarked, scraping his heels against the dirt. "Look I can fight you but really, you're not worth my time, look at you, you're more fit to be in hospital than a battleground. And you're not very sure of yourself either...."
All in all, Dante just wanted to head back and sleep, lack of food was making him irrirable and he wasn't in the mood to get worked up, despite how this dude was so sure of himself.
Viral: Somewhere, in Viral’s scatterbrained head, a voice of reason called out to him and he decided that maybe -this time- he’d have to forfeit. He sighed and a familiar feeling, defeat, washed over him. “… I’m very sure of myself.” He grumbled as he began to shuffle away, he was leaving, just like that. When he was a few feet away Viral said, without turning around “You should let that other human go… she doesn’t want to stay with you anymore.”
Dante: Dante snorted, "Yeah? Tell that to my bro, I'm just the babysitter, Sharptooth~" He purred out and turned himself heading back to the Post Office, "Take it up with him next time you got a complaint."
Viral: “Hrmph… Fine, I will.” And with that he slowly shuffled off into the distance.