Laura. Talk to me. Now.

Woman-- whatever your damned name is. Out. You will not be asked a second time.

[ooc; I will tag tomorrow. Off in five minutes. Rebecca-mun, I just assumed they were in Vergil's world and that she's still there. Is that okay? I will still be back-dating all previous threads, as well, so don't worry about that!]

...Agnus, I cannot talk to you anymore!

[ooc; I can't remember if we said fail!lock or not. If we didn't, ignore it, if we did, play along with it.]

[ For when Rebecca gets back, there's a trail of rose petals leading to the apartment. At the end of the trail lies a massive pile of gifts she's always wanted, and dinner. BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW VERGIL CAN COOK. ]

Happy anniversary, Rebecca. You have made me a very, very happy man and I know we will be together forever! Just like the whole of high school said. Those who thought any different found themselves lacking a head.

And, Dante, you absolute fool, I do make a great husband.

[ooc; this sucks and I am sorry. STRIKES CAN BE HACKED.]