vital star nine.

[devilinred]

[Dante is sitting on front of the couch in his and Trish's place, messing with his guitar and just sort of semi watching over the unconscious Nero on the couch, cleaned of blood and healing from the wounds he got in their last fight. Dante's not without his own wounds, too, which are also healing at the moment.]

He's back to himself now.

Comments

[sevenxsorrows]

... Huh.

[devilinred]

Huh?

[sevenxsorrows]

...

And how bad is the damage?

[Seriously cannot remember some details here]

[devilinred]

To me, to him, or the collateral?

... you okay there?

[sevenxsorrows]

Anything.

I'm fine. What, do I not seem like I can handle myself?

[devilinred]

To me, not too bad. To him, well... [motions.] It was worse before. Collateral? A few people and a warehouse.

Nah, wasn't saying that. You just seemed a bit disoriented is all.

[sevenxsorrows]

... People? How so? What happened?

No. I'm fine. I'll live.

[devilinred]

He - Vergil - managed to kill a few people before I found him and drove him out.

Okay, okay, sheesh...

[sevenxsorrows]

What? How many?

[devilinred]

Three.

[sevenxsorrows]

What the hell.

[devilinred]

[shrugs, not sure what to say - he's not surprised by it at all, so.]

[sevenxsorrows]

[And that? Bothers her too much. An exasperated sigh, and takes hands to her face.]

Suddenly, I have a headache.

[devilinred]

Take some medicine.

[sevenxsorrows]

Pass.

I'm going to get something to eat. Suit yourself.

[devilinred]

[waves then!] Hope your headache goes away.