In the very instant that the half-demon felt himself plummet into that same blackness, he found himself landing on his feet, hard. The brief trip felt as though it had taken only a few seconds and fifty years at the same time, which, Dante would tell you, was fucking weird. And "fucking weird" coming from Dante had to mean something, considering
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It wasn't like he was Vergil or anything. Grabbing one of them by the forehead as they flailed about wildly would probably be enough to fend them off.
"Aw, look at the boy scouts and the girl scouts working together," the white-haired half-devil snickered with a shrug. "Sorry, kids. I'm really not interested in buying any wrapping paper today. Run along home to mommy and daddy. Go on. Shoo." Dante bent down to be on their eye-level, ushering them away with patronizing hand gestures.
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He was irritable and shoved them aside as if they were kids. Then again, this was probably helpful. It wasn't as if they could really start telling him about how they had traveled all over the world with the Avatar ( ... )
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