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[sketchedkittens]

Wh..whats going on? What's this place? I think I'm lost. I ran out of the hotel and there was a big red light and I just woke up to find myself in a forest place.
What happened? I wish Nurse Rachel was here...or Mary. But James killed her. I'll never ever ever forgive him.
I can't find anyone! Maybe I should keep walking...

Comments

[luceandombra]

A child. How unfortunate.

[devilhuntress]

A child I wish to assist, Sparda.

[luceandombra]

I am not surprised. Very well. Ale will have to wait.

[devilhuntress]

Thank you.

[luceandombra]

For what? We cannot very well leave the child out there with this fog and the demons around.

[devilhuntress]

For agreeing and not being smart about it.

[luceandombra]

And why should I, in this case? Please, dearest, give me some credit.

[devilhuntress]

My apologies, demon-friend. My mind is in the conversations of this night still.

[luceandombra]

No need for apologies, love. Ah, but which ones? There have been so many, after all.

[devilhuntress]

Aren't there always many, dearest Sparda? I speak of the more typical--the banter.

[luceandombra]

Is that still bothering you...

...Angel?

[devilhuntress]

Sparda... I am no angel, you know this well enough.

[luceandombra]

There are angels of vengence, are there not? Are they any less pure and beautiful than those of Heaven's choirs?

[devilhuntress]

... You must cease flustering me so!

[luceandombra]

Am I? I do apologize, for I am only speaking truth, my dear.

Words spoken in honesty cannot be gilded, can they? I think not.

[devilhuntress]

No... but... oooh!