Sixteen: Silence is golden
[Zell has hit upon an innovative way--sort of--to counteract the effects of the JD plot. He's taped his mouth shut. Occasionally he will make "Mmm-ing" noises, but so far has not blurted out anything he doesn't want known to either Dante or Selphie. There is a pad of paper next to him with notes jotted down--the two on this page say "Shut up, Dante
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I DO smack him, usually. Him and me, we're not so good at dealing with people. That's okay back home, 'cause we've seen each other once in the last two decades, and I deal a lot more with killing shit dead. Kicking ass, taking names, getting laid. I don't really have to make "friends".
And Vergil? Vergil doesn't make friends. He conquers them, the bitch.
He realized he was babbling---for him---but it was only because he felt a little off-kilter. Usually, things were a lot easier than this. He said hi, he schmoozed, he wooed, he got laid, he left, life went on. But he liked Zell, and not only in the most obvious ways. The kid was fun to have around, and he would have made him his sidekick or something had they been in his world. He had spunk. He made him smile for stupid reasons.
Dante couldn't quite puzzle out what the difference was, but there was one.
If you start wanting blood, then we'll reevaluate your eviltude. Okay?
[shrugs, as if it doesn't matter either way] Not really a fair question, man. I don't usually don't want to. But with you? Sure. Making out with me when you were a girl wasn't so bad, now was it~?
Teasing made him feel more like himself, and humor trickled back into his tone.
Don't worry, boyscout. Scoutmaster Dante will take good care of you and your hormones. [winks]
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Vergil's not conquering me~. Even if he killed me, I'd come back and HAUNT him. And then he could never, ever get rid of me. It'd be great, except for the getting killed part.
Wanting blood? Like a vampire? I'd make the worst vampire EVER. [starts to laugh, looking genuinely cheerful again] I would probably only take donations.
[is now bright red again, thank you Dante. XD] I, um, no! It wasn't. And you're really gross sometimes. [lightly punches him]
Zell was extremely happy this had flipped around so well. He really didn't have many friends outside of the orphanage gang, not ones he trusted with everything. Dante, as strange as he was, had sort of crept into his heart when he wasn't looking and now he trusted the damn guy. He was still sort of shocked Dante liked him at all, since he was really cool and all. He couldn't figure out why Dante said he didn't have friends--he was so much FUN.
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If he killed you, him and I would have to have a talk. And by talk? I mean I'd have to hunt him down and beat the shit out of him. He doesn't get to kill you, and nobody but me gets to kill him. This is just the way it goes.
Nah, not like a vampire. Just, like, when you smell human blood, it...you like it, a lot. It affects you. Why do you think demons attack humans usually, anyways? It ain't because we dislike your faces or whatever. [frowns, then shrugs] Just don't bleed around me too much and you won't have to see how it makes me.
I'm not gross. I'm awesome. You just haven't seen how awesome, yet. Believe me, I'll make sure you're well-versed before long, since you're gonna keep me around and all.
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[shrugs a little] This is all new to me. My world, monsters attack anything, but it sounds like your demons are a lot more picky. And since I generally try to make not bleeding copiously my general state, things should be okay.
...Unless you nick me with Rebellion when we spar.
You're awesomely gross. [leans on Dante, abruptly going ragdoll on him]
The information about Dante's reaction to blood wasn't new, but it worried Zell anyway. They probably shouldn't spar with blades anymore--they'd be lucky so far, but eventually Zell was going to move the wrong way and take a hit. And with a blade the size or Rebellion, it likely wouldn't be some small nick.
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I'll be careful with you~♥. Believe me, the great thing about demonic influences on your genetics and fighting style is that you hit what you want, and only what you want, 98% of the time.
Rebellion won't bite...unless it wants a taste of you. And considering it's my sword, it probably will one of these days. Don't worry---I'll put Rebellion in the corner until it promises to be good again.
Damn straight I'm awesomely gross.
[pulls Zell over a little more, yawning]
A nap was sounding good at that time. All of the dramatics and emotional bullshit took a toll on Dante's usually unflagging energy---he couldn't keep up with this whole sharing and caring thing, even if it was worth it in the end. Zell was small and warm against his side, and that was actually good enough for now.
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Lucky~. I usually can do that as well (not as well with weapons) but it's never an absolutely sure thing. I once almost knocked Quistis out when we were sparring. But what I said about me moving in the wrong way stands. It does happen occasionally.
... Rebellion is sentient? I knew your other swords were, but not that one. And, uh, I guess we'll deal with that day when it comes.
Zell wanted to yawn in response to Dante's. Arguments took it out of him as well, and Dante was nice and warm. He hadn't slept for what seemed like forever.
He hoped he didn't drool on him, because it was going to take nothing short of a dragon bursting in to get him to move.
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