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[Thread] The Flinch in Your Eye Calls Your Bluff || Closed

Jun 17, 2009 16:51

Characters: Dante, The Princess (Anti-Helena)
Where: DMC city (iow, the section of city that is from Tony's world)
When: today more or less, nighttime
Summary: Dante's checking out his city familiar territory. The Princess just happens to be around to catch his eye.
Warnings: Probably language, possibly violence.

( Feel free to die when you've had enough. )

dante, the princess

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veryusefulbook June 17 2009, 22:31:13 UTC

The Princess was wandering. It was not ever uncommon for her to be doing so. She was in a new place and this new place, this well oiled machine, had so many other places within it that did not belong together that her curiousity could not help but get the best of her ( ... )

devil_hunter_d June 17 2009, 23:15:28 UTC

Dante would have continued merrily on his way, past any normal casual observer, past the humans that had no idea anything lurked in the shadows, past the only partially phased--but something about this particular human looking shape caught in the corner of his eye and he glanced in that direction. A girl, young...yet something implicitly 'off' about her. He stopped walking ( ... )

veryusefulbook June 18 2009, 02:27:33 UTC

The Princess turned her head towards the voice, whatever moonlight there was it was filtering over her smooth skin, glinting off her black eyes. When her face was fully towards the man approaching her the light revealed that whatever it was that had appeared to be her eyes was no longer there. Whatever the substance was had looked like a remnant of smoke filtering out and dissipating. They were now normal in appearance, brown, to be precise ( ... )

devil_hunter_d June 18 2009, 03:10:40 UTC

Dante, easily feigning amusement for amusement's sake, chuckled and smirked at her question. "As a matter of fact--I just might be." The sarcastic tone never left him.

The hunter wasn't intimidated by anything that went on with the girl's weird appearance obviously, either. He'd seen worse. Much worse. Besides, she would be lucky if she never had to glimpse his eyes when they flared with demonic light. Neither was he fooled by her young, seemingly 'innocent' appearance. Although he had to admit a certain distaste for her chosen clothing--to him she simply looked like another whore. Harsh, perhaps, but it wasn't as if it mattered since she wasn't really a girl as far as he was concerned. As he thought about it in fact it just began to make more sense; like one of the Seven Hells she was dressed for something demons and devils represented in the human world: a sin ( ... )

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