[Closed] stuff goes here

[devil_hunter_d]

Characters: Dante, Lady Mary
Where: Mary's room
When: A few days after Mary shows up.
Summary: Dante goes to check up on Mary. Ya know, just ta make sure she's still...breathin' and stuff.
Warnings: ...nothing heavy.

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[sevenxsorrows]

That was fine by Mary, left to her own devices on her own. She didn't settle in easily as she thought she would, spent too much time sulking about. There was nothing here, for that matter! Nothing to do but sit around and sulk, heartbroken over the fact that there was nothing to hunt here (yet) or at least keep close to her father. But at the end of the day... in some ways, Mary was relieved that he wasn't about to check up on her

[devil_hunter_d]

"Checking up on you~" he replied pleasantly enough. He smirked down at her with bright blue eyes. "Somebody's gotta, after all. Little girl like you, all by yourself in a place like this..."

He shrugged and leaned sideways to peer into the room. He glanced back down at her. "Gonna invite me in?"

[sevenxsorrows]

That would have made her fluster up- well, she did, only a little, and gain more bravado by scolding him, "I'm not little." She added point blank. Of course, Mary was still insistent on her space, taking steps back. Invite him in? What did that mean? No, no, it wasn't anything bad, it only made her feel smaller suddenly. Having someone to check up on her.. what was that?

She didn't say anything, only left the door open. She even wouldn't turn her back on him, not once. A little ridiculous even so. Mary didn't say anything, only cast her eyes at him, her blue and red eyes never leaving his face, "Just because I'm still in my school uniform hardly doesn't make me a little girl. I can take care of myself." Wasn't the cannon enough to prove that?

[devil_hunter_d]

Since she could carry the damn bazooka it was certainly enough to claim that she was strong. But in Dante's opinion that didn't necessarily mean that she was capable. Not until he saw it for himself. And he wasn't about to invite a young girl off to a roiling brawl.

He shrugged again and flashed another annoying smirk. "Maybe, maybe not. But you're certainly young and I doubt you've lived alone for very long--if at all before now. So I'm just here to make sure you're still...breathing and all that good shi--stuff."

He let himself in and closed the door behind him. He glanced further around the room but, surprisingly, didn't go any further than his initial two steps into the room. For now.