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[shootsatclowns]

[The Dreamberry clicks on to show a rather annoyed looking young man, staring at the screen like it just woke him up from a nap. Which in fact, it kind of did.]

Cute, so this place comes with a free gift too? How nice.

[He's spinning a pistol over one of his fingers, glancing around at the scenery.] Someone want to tell me what the hell's going

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[partlyblackened]

...Dante?

[This is Nero, confused to all holy friggin' hell. Despite the fact that the old man wasn't an old man anymore, there was no mistaking that voice, that face, that hair, that gun and that god damn red coat.]

What the hell happened to you? Hit a time warp or something?

[shootsatclowns]

[Staring for a second.]

Who are you, and how the hell do you know my name?

[partlyblackened]

[Staring is all he can do for a few moments as well.]

You're not old enough for memory loss yet, jackass. Cut the act.

[shootsatclowns]

Who's acting? I've never seen you before in my life.

You some kind of stalker?

[partlyblackened]

Stalker...?

[Okay soooo... his memory is gone. The hell is this shit? But first thing's first, he has his pride to defend here. He'll ask questions later.]

Are you serious? I have better things to do than to follow your stupid ass around.

[shootsatclowns]

Hey, you're the one who seems to know me without my knowledge. I'm flattered and all, but I don't swing that way.

[partlyblackened]

[Nero already wants to kill him. That was fast...

Deep breath. He'll do it later. He can always pop a cap in his head later.]

I know you, you idiot, and you know me. Will you shut up for a sec and let me explain?

[shootsatclowns]

[This will end in violence later.]

This better be good.

[partlyblackened]

[Oh yes, that's a given.]

I've met... [He pauses hesitantly.] Older you.

[Screw it. He sighs somewhat irritably before a blue flash can be seen off Camera. Guess who's holding Yamato up in front of the clueless Dante to see.]

You entrusted me with this. Still think I'm lying?

[shootsatclowns]

[At first, Dante's about to scoff at that. This guy was probably off his rocker.

That is, until he see that sword and his eyes narrow to dangerous slits.]

I don't know how the fuck you got your hands on that, but I sure as hell didn't give that to you.

That belongs to somebody else.

[partlyblackened]

[His eye just...it twitches. In irritation. He is receiving his own stubborn medicine right now, and it just hardcore sucks.]

Yeah I know, it's your brother's.

[He growls, because this is insane.]

Now ask yourself this. How the fuck would I know that if you hadn't told me?

[shootsatclowns]

Plenty of ways you could of learned that, asshole. [Not that he'd know how, but he's not about to play nice with anyone who took Vergil's weapon. At least until he's ready to believe the truth.]

I'm going to beat the crap out of you when I find you.

[partlyblackened]

Do I look like the type to pick up a book about your family's history and start taking notes?

[He roles his eyes at the threat, it just seems so hollow. Time for a rematch, and he's feeling extra confident because he knows your moves, Dante, and you know nothing of his.]

Give me a break. You want your damn sword back, then come and get it.

[shootsatclowns]

[Good point Nero. Booking isn't any of their strong suits.

He growls, it is so on.]

I think I will.

[partlyblackened]

[They take a more physical approach to their problems.

He punches in a few co-ordinates to some random field in Espoir and then sends them to Dante's Dreamberry.]

We'll meet there. I'll make you regret doubting me.