The battle at the barracks and it's subsequent end had been one hell of a party. Suspenseful, loud and violent; with a crazy kicker for the final act... -everything a half-demon could ask for in terms of entertainment and exercise. More or less, at any rate. Could have had more demons and more gates leading home but hey
(
Read more... )
She wastes no time in running to jump into the water, since she's barefoot and in such a thin dress to begin with. The water is cold and her mouth opens in shock, and she shivers as she wades out to stand before Dante.
She offers him a wave, but not a smile just yet, she's curious to see if he remembers who she is.
Reply
He's surprised to see her outside. Still, there's a strange relief washing over him that she looks fine. Then he realizes he's half-naked and still mostly covered in blood. Aw, crap--
A number of emotions flickers across his face as if he's not sure how to react and can't quite cover it up until he's decided. Surprise, shock, slight deer-in-headlights panic... He settles for general awkwardness and manages a smile with badly hidden embarrassment to go with waving back.
"Nill. Hey~"
Reply
He really needs someone to take good care of him, she thinks.
Her head tips to the side and she glances up at him, unsure of if she's overstepping her bounds.
Reply
"Nice to see you're ok, Nill." He smiles and brings a hand up to his face and continues to wipe off what little she missed. But as he glances down at the water he frowns, and looks back at her. "You're gonna get sick if you jump into cold n' dirty water, girl!"
It's a half-hearted reprimand because he's still smiling. He moves slowly, to not spook her, and reaches out to place his hands on her waist; and gently pick her up and carry her back the few steps to dry land.
Reply
Now out of the water, she leans forward, a grateful smile on her face. She places a kiss to the tips of her fingers, and then reaches up to place the fingers on his forehead.
Oh Dante. Take care of yourself, too.
Reply
At first he stands there in silence; a bit dumbfounded as her touch leaves his forehead. It's a strange yet such gentle action. Once again Nill's oddly vulnerable yet brave--strong--soul makes an impression on him. People like her is the reason he could never truly make himself hate humanity; see humans as inferior or weak, like his brother. Inferior in physical duress, sure. But there is so many different ways to measure power.
A small smile slowly breaks his blank expression and softens his features. "Thanks." for caring, "I'm stronger than I look, so don't worry 'bout this mess huh ( ... )
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment