vital star two.

[devilinred]

Awesome. Being mute sucked like all hell.

[guess who's awfully gleeful even if he was only mute for a day? Dante's chilling in the pad he lives in with Trish, looking quite relaxed and already very at home as he has his feet kicked up on a table and a strawberry sundae in hand, looking rather like a king.]So! Younger self. Still want that heart to

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[with_liiiiiight]

So you can talk. [gives his older alternate a critical lookdown, taking his time with the whole thing] And hey~ not to shabby.

I've gotta wonder, though---how old are you?

[devilinred]

Thinking about being mute for longer than I already had to nearly gives me the chills. [smirks a little at the look down, tilting his head slightly - ttly loving the attention even if it is from his younger self. what an eeeego.] I try.

Late 20s, give or take. [he grins a little - that's all he's giving.]

[with_liiiiiight]

What would the world be without our witty insights? [smirks, hands on his hips] The getup's a little on the conservative side for my tastes, though.

Give or take what? Decades, centuries? Gimme a ballpark figure here.

[devilinred]

Exactly! It would be a horrible place. [raises a brow at that, eying his younger self's bare chest and stomach for a second.] Yeah, I could tell.

Decades. I'm not that old.

[with_liiiiiight]

[stretches negligently]

I dunno. Any version of me that feels like he's gotta wear a turtleneck has got to be ancient.

[devilinred]

[oh. OH. it's on now.]

Not because I have to, because I want to. And I'll prove it if you want. [yes, this does mean he's fully intending to strip right here and now.]

[with_liiiiiight]

[bring it, old man~]

You realize that covering up this body's a freakin' sin, don't you?

Unless you're hideously disfigured under all that excess clothing or something. If that's the case, you're changing your name because I don't wanna be associated with that.

[devilinred]

[it is brung. standing now, beginning to strip - yay for lack of shame! or gigantic ego. maybe both. now only in his pants, he grins, slinging his coat over his shoulder.]

As you can see? I'm not.

[with_liiiiiight]

[wolf whistles]

Hey, you might have a gnarly scar on your hip that you don't want me to know about. Or, you could be an eunuch! Hell if I'd know~

[goading his older self to strip entirely? Dante? Never]

[devilinred]

One scar I wouldn't mind having - not that I do, mind you. But a eunuch? That? That right there is a horrible thought and I can't believe you thought of it in the first place.

[well either way it worked, and now he's naked! the poor second level.]

[with_liiiiiight]

[the second level hasn't seen this much hot since---well, since the last time Dante stripped]

It's good to see nothing important has changed.

Looking great for your distinguished age, old man.

[devilinred]

You expected anything less? [smirks, seeming to be intending to stay naked for a while because, really, he does not give a damn.]

[with_liiiiiight]

[is surprisingly okay with the idea of more gratuitous male nudity]

I approve. I definitely, definitely approve.

[devilinred]

[he better be, having coerced it to happen.]

Good to know, since you'll be getting this.

[with_liiiiiight]

Sooooooo~

Is seeing your handsome younger self nostalgic, old man?

[devilinred]

[nods, looking him up and down again, grinning a little.]

Of course it is. And the good kind of nostalgia to boot.