MISSION ONE
[Dante has gotten his job back as a bouncer, but...that's about it. No memories of Template returned, though his regular memories have. He's chilling at the bar, making his way through half a pizza and a bloody Mary]
So much for me being an unemployed bastard. I've got two sources of income, Lady. I'll pay you back for that pizza, but it might be a while before you see that bike I supposedly thrashed.
So, Template. Tell me about yourself. Any white-haired sons of bitches named Vergil can step up to the front of the line. I've got a bone to pick with my dear big brother, if anyone's seen him. Last I saw him, he was standing on top of a tower, brooding for all he was worth. I had an appointment to kick his ass, but...seems like I'm on vacation.
So much for me being an unemployed bastard. I've got two sources of income, Lady. I'll pay you back for that pizza, but it might be a while before you see that bike I supposedly thrashed.
So, Template. Tell me about yourself. Any white-haired sons of bitches named Vergil can step up to the front of the line. I've got a bone to pick with my dear big brother, if anyone's seen him. Last I saw him, he was standing on top of a tower, brooding for all he was worth. I had an appointment to kick his ass, but...seems like I'm on vacation.