vital star six.

[devilinred]

[see Dante. see Dante lounging on his couch. see Dante... sans trademark red coat, because it got torn. :|b]

Man. You kids, I swear, almost more trouble than you're worth. [siiiiighs, standing to go grab his backup jacket... which is black. stares at it with a mixed look of annoyance and - nostalgia, maybe? either way he shakes it off and shrugs

Comments

[devilbrought]

Geez. Don't start.

[devilinred]

Start on what? [cheeky grin here.]

[devilbrought]

Your jacket.

[devilinred]

But I wasn't talking about my jacket. I was talking about you and the younger self.

[devilbrought]

Yeah, yeah.

And mourning the loss of i-- whatever.

[devilinred]

[grins a little, amused.]

Well, you're the one who brought it up...

[devilbrought]

Just forget I said anything, then.

[devilinred]

I don't know, I'm not sure I can...

[devilbrought]

Sure you can. Not that hard.

[devilinred]

But I liked that coat~

[devilbrought]

I'll get it fixed.

[devilinred]

I know.

[sighs, ruffling his hair.] But man, this place needs to liven up a bit. It's barely worth getting up at night to be bored again.

[devilbrought]

[ruffled hair]

Yeah, with all the rain. It just makes me tired.

[devilinred]

That too. Yeah, rain's never good for anything besides sleeping more. [grumps.]

[devilbrought]

[grumps with] Right. Nothing to do in the rain but watch these weapons rust.

[devilinred]

And be inside and bored out of your skull.