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[forceedge]

Who: Sparda (forceedge) and Vergil (twins_right)
What: It's like a big family reunion here at good ol' FU.
When: I'm guessing after Dante and Vergil have their chat in that cheesy cafe.
Where: Sparda...Excuse me, Antonio's office.
Warnings: There's honestly no telling. Sparda wants to see his boy, but seeing as how he's been AWOL for decades, there'll probably

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[twins_right]

Most people would have thought better about posting open threats towards students or the dean on a school's message boards. And, if they'd been planning on carrying any of them out, they might have tried to be surreptitious about it

[twins_right]

"Do you actually mean to go to him?" Vergil asked, and found himself laughing again. If anything, it was a more bitter sound than before. "You won't survive the encounter, Sparda or not. He's even more disenchanted with you than I am, if that's possible, and far more likely to rip your head from your shoulders first and ask it questions later. But it saves me the trouble of killing you myself, certainly, so who am I to stop you?"

Finally, he allowed himself to turn his back on the demon. Whether or not it was his father, he seemed more invested in getting Vergil to buy his story than in attacking him; perhaps it was part of some greater agenda he couldn't yet guess at, but all it meant was that Vergil didn't have to worry about being attacked for the moment. "Know this, demon - your face and your stories mean nothing to me. I really don't care who you are; I have no use for my father, alive or dead. But if your foolishness leads you to try anything, against myself or Dante, whatever hell you came from will seem a paradise that you'll