MISSION FOURTEEN

[with_liiiiiight]

[Dante is getting himself geared up for what might be the most rigorous fight he's had since arriving in Template. His grin is so big that it's nothing but overly-sharp teeth, and he seems to be having a spirited conversation with...his swords? Two of them, at least. Who are talking back]I TOLD you guys I wasn't going to take you anywhere if you

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[vera_essentia]

[SHE'S MISTAKING HIM FOR OTHER!DANTE] ...Please, please be careful. And don't... Hurt him too badly, okay?

[with_liiiiiight]

You, uh...[Dante doesn't react well to sad-faced girls]...you his girl?

I want him back to normal, too. [his jaw sets and he crosses his arms over his chest] Vergil doesn't belong in him.

[vera_essentia]

[nod] I thought he'd told you that already...?

Vergil?

[with_liiiiiight]

[Dante squints, as he's not sure he's met this chick before. It clicks, suddenly, and he grins]

You must be mistaking me for the other Dante. I'm his younger, more handsome self.

[vera_essentia]

Oh! I'm sorry! My name is Kyrie.

But, um... Who's Vergil?

[with_liiiiiight]

Kyrie. Got it. Don't worry, I'm good at remembering pretty faces. [winks]

My twin. It's...complicated.