[Vergil is standing there, out in the open. It seems that he doesn't realize the video is on right now. Clear skies were behind him, but directly in front was the fog that he had arrived in. His hand is out, palm out stretched. Sitting in his hand is a silver butterfly, it's metal wings fluttered before it flew into the air
(
Read more... )
Reply
[Uh little girl. Who are you, and why are you talking like you know him.]
Reply
Did your face get stuck like that or something?
Reply
He only needs a moment to know that she had mistaken him for Dante.]
I'm not Dante, so it would be wise to change that tone.
Reply
Reply
Reply
So - I guess the colour scheme is on purpose?
Reply
[He raises an eyebrow of that. No one had really noticed or mentioned their obvious choice in favorite colors.]
Does it matter?
Reply
Reply
[Such confidence as he says this.]
Reply
So who are you and why are you angry at the butterfly?
[You know, "nice to meet you," "please introduce yourself," "is something the matter?"; all those things people with tact say.]
Reply
Vergil, and I'm not angry at the butterfly.
[Just the fact that it isn't doing it's job. It's suppose to point him to his hearts greatest desire, his mother and his friend. Guess he is somewhat relieved it didn't work. He wouldn't want them here.]
Reply
Hey, Vergil. I'm Saki. Have you been in Demeleier long? [She's done being a brat. For now.]
Reply
Only a few weeks.
[The change of tone makes him raise an eyebrow. Was she just messing with him this entire time?]
Reply
Mm. Well, it's not always as exciting as it's been lately. Settling in okay?
Reply
[He thought he was over this whole 'roughing it' thing. The lack of running water is the thing that bugs him the most.]
Reply
Leave a comment