[Dante had woken up to a barren city without a bed, furniture, or so much as a light bulb inside the house he was occupying. The devil-boy was sitting with his back against the wall, the morning sun coming in through the curtain-less windows illuminating the barren bedroom the communicator was recording. Dante wasn't alone, there were two others in
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Or atleast Vergil was visibly stirring in his sleep. He lets out a small grunt before he takes a few deep breathes from his nose.
His hand is the first to finally move. His fingers run through his hair to get his bangs out of his face. His lips smack together, feeling somewhat dry. He was thirsty.
His eyes finally flutter open before he sits up, glancing around the room.]
....What are you whining about now?
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You're awake! You're finally- [And yes. Vergil, you have just been tackled.] What the hell happened? Why the hell did you go to sleep for this long!
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What are you talking about?
[As far as he knew he was just asleep for a night.]
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[Cause really...he said it was so...it was. He pushes Dante off of him and actually takes the time to look around now....Where is....everything...?]
What happened here.
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But that ain't the creepiest thing.
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