MISSION SIX

[with_liiiiiight]

[Dante is doing his best to keep his temper in check, though Template is doing its best to try it. He's trying to vent by shooting targets in a field just on the outskirts of town---and already, said targets are in shreds. Dante is not a happy camper]

What the fuck is with you people acting like you know me? You don't know me. Like hell am I like

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[holydark]

Good for you.

[besatisfied]

[Lady approaches him from behind cautiously, Kalina Ann strapped to her back, stopping a few feet away, in case she startles him.]

What's got you all rattled?

[with_liiiiiight]

[he felt her approach, but didn't want to turn around to address her]

None of your fucking business.

[besatisfied]

[Sigh. And a shrug, Lady starts to turn around.] Sorry for trying to show that I care.

[with_liiiiiight]

[dslkfdslkfjl. THAT. IS. JUST. IT. Dante whirls around and throws up his hands, teeth gritted]

WHY. WHY do you care?

[mach_kick]

[Watches Dante for a long moment, his face disturbingly blank of emotion]

I think you're right.

I'll try to stay out of your life, yeah? Think it would make us both happier. I'll talk with Selphie, but no guarantees there. Can't do anything about Lady, but you seem to get along with her better anyway.

See you around.

[with_liiiiiight]

[Dante's expression is...complicated. There's some confusion, some hurt; mostly, he's angry, but it's anyone's guess at who. His answer is abrupt, growled:]

It's a big city. I wouldn't guarantee even that much.

[mach_kick]

We both seem to attract trouble. I imagine I'll see you again.

[lucenombra]

[awkward Trish is awkward]

Settle down, kid.

[with_liiiiiight]

Whatever, Mom.

[lucenombra]

Whatever, you believed it.

[gredn0tforge]

[because I refuse to tag the shower post B| Aaand from somewhere hidden, there is a loud CRACK, followed by the giant apparation of a heart right in front of you.]

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