Characters: Dante, Naoki Kashima
Content: Dante meets someone who might be from his future - possible sword shopping in the meantime
Location: 7th Ave and 23rd St - Internet Cafe
Time of day: Backdated to July 2nd
Warnings: Dante has a really bad mouth on him :(
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If we open a quarrel between past and present, we shall find that we have lost the future... )
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He paused as he came up to the cafe, his poor vantage point not allowing him a peek inside just yet. Dante...the demon hunter with a legendary demon's blood coursing through him. That was what the Master of the Cathedral of Shadows had said. A demon who hunts demons, an outside member of the Fiends who had hunted him, Dante was certainly enthusiastic about his job.
I'll give you ten minutes to decide. Which would you rather end up in, a coffin or a dumpster?
Naoki chuckled a little and pushed the cafe door open.
((OOC Comment: Soundtrack Start! Toshiko Tasaki - "Checkmate"))
Naoki's markings glowed the brighter as he entered, his gold eyes scanning the place before settling on a nearby table.
The flames on the Candelabrum of Sovereignty ( ... )
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"I was beginning to think you wouldn't come for awhile there. Glad you did, really. So, I apparently fight with you right?" At least from what Dante remembered him saying the other day, which still creeped him right the fuck out how he knew. "I mean, who are you? No offense, but you're obviously a demon. Well, were, considering this world. Not to say I don't trust you or anything, I obviously had reason to if I blew off a job that sounds like it was paying a lot."
Basically, convince him before he thinks otherwise, cause Dante can't make a decision on his own. "And did I mention anything about my brother?"
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Not even a son of Sparda.
"I am who I am who I am well, who am I? Kashima Naoki, as I told you. Japanese name order, so to you, it'd be Naoki Kashima. I'll tell you one thing first, though: the only reason I'm saying anything more to you is because I trust you. That's actually something I don't say lightly, so please take the compliment. I know you understand me, and I know what kind of person you are...or will be, whenever you meet me for the 'first' time."
A pause for breath. For being labeled The Quiet One of his group, he certainly could be a blabbermouth, couldn't he? So much had changed from that idyllic long ago and far away. So much...
Hey, newbie, teach me to play? Nitta Isamu, nice to meet'cha!
We all serve a purpose ( ... )
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