♪ The time has come and so have I. I'll laugh last cause you came to die. The damage done the pain subsides. And I can see the fear clear when I look in your eye. ♪Nero was in his room, lay on his make-shift bed, listening to music through his headphones. He lifted them up when he heard the faint sound of Dante asking about pizza. Usually, Nero would have his music blaring, oblivious to the world around him. But not this time. No, because today was Dante's (and Vergil's...) 25th birthday. And it was an all important bash and Dante was eager to have him there, introduce him to all of their friends and he really didn't want to make an ass out of himself like he did the other day, so he was listening out for his moment to rise. He's gotta socialize at some point -- having it all set out would perhaps help things. Another person that would help was his Kyrie. Oh, how he missed her. She'd often drag him along to places with her friends, he would gladly do so for her regardless of him really wanting to or not. She'd make him feel at ease
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From the kitchen, Vergil sighed at his brother's call to him. He would have much rather had a quiet supper with his twin... and Nero. Though he couldn't deny his brother. Not now. He'd let him see all his friends, and have fun. He'd been rather good lately, he deserved as such. Coming into the living room he set a small vegetable platter on the table, and nodded.
"Of course. I can't have you going through pizza withdrawals during the party. Heaven forbid." he joked lightly. It was then that he noticed the other presence in the room. Ugh. The brat. Giving him an equal glare, with an added wrinkle a his nose, Vergil looked away, 'hmphing' as he moved to sit beside Dante on the couch. He had to keep asking him. Why? Why had he said the other could stay here? Why? Why? Why? He'd been sick in the head obviously.
[ooc: Dante!muse says he feels like a pet. D: Oh, and I don't know @ what point they'll reveal their relationship to Nero so... playing it safe here...]
Dante was still on the phone with the pizza guy when he heard Nero yelling. Throwing his weight over the back of the sofa, he shouted back defiantly, "I AM NOT OLD!! Wha--Oh. Sorry sorry, I was talking to... someone else," he apologized quickly to the poor man on the phone. Finishing his order quickly (an extra pizza just to be safe) he turned to his twin and ducked his head down to give the other a quick peck on the cheek where Nero couldn't see over the back of the sofa. It was nothing much, but a gesture of thanks for allowing the party to be held in the first place.
Sliding his hand into his brothers, he made a ridiculously big pout. "Are we old? We're not, right?" He poked his twin for good measure. "Right, Ver
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Nero shifted his weight so his back was resting on the door frame and folded his arms. He gave out a sigh "I'll try not to, old man. Depends on how they are with me, though..." he finished with a chuckle.
It was less then a week after her move in when she heard some familiar faces lived nearby. How she heard was when some people were talking about this party, girls in fact, whom were both gushing and complaining at the same time about 'how sexy and wonderful the white haired twins were.' It had peaked her interest enough that she had accosted the small group and demanded an explanation. It didn't go so well at first, but she got what she wanted, of course
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[ooc: No problem. ^_- Maybe we should continue this above?]
Ushering Nuriko and Yaten inside and glaring at Nero and Vergil to behave --because he knew they wouldn't-- the younger of the Sparda twins turned to close the door when a flash of white caught his eye. He stiffened and turned wide, blue eyes to the curvy figure down the hall. No way... He hadn't see those pair of blue and red eyes in so many years...
"...Lady?" His voice also hadn't squeaked like that in just as many years, but he was in too much shock to care. What was she doing here? He hadn't seen her since high school, and they didn't even live in Japan at the time. Had she emancipated herself from that foul father of hers? Had she come here just for them or... or something else?
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"Of course. I can't have you going through pizza withdrawals during the party. Heaven forbid." he joked lightly. It was then that he noticed the other presence in the room. Ugh. The brat. Giving him an equal glare, with an added wrinkle a his nose, Vergil looked away, 'hmphing' as he moved to sit beside Dante on the couch. He had to keep asking him. Why? Why had he said the other could stay here? Why? Why? Why? He'd been sick in the head obviously.
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Dante was still on the phone with the pizza guy when he heard Nero yelling. Throwing his weight over the back of the sofa, he shouted back defiantly, "I AM NOT OLD!! Wha--Oh. Sorry sorry, I was talking to... someone else," he apologized quickly to the poor man on the phone. Finishing his order quickly (an extra pizza just to be safe) he turned to his twin and ducked his head down to give the other a quick peck on the cheek where Nero couldn't see over the back of the sofa. It was nothing much, but a gesture of thanks for allowing the party to be held in the first place.
Sliding his hand into his brothers, he made a ridiculously big pout. "Are we old? We're not, right?" He poked his twin for good measure. "Right, Ver ( ... )
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Nero shifted his weight so his back was resting on the door frame and folded his arms. He gave out a sigh "I'll try not to, old man. Depends on how they are with me, though..." he finished with a chuckle.
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Ushering Nuriko and Yaten inside and glaring at Nero and Vergil to behave --because he knew they wouldn't-- the younger of the Sparda twins turned to close the door when a flash of white caught his eye. He stiffened and turned wide, blue eyes to the curvy figure down the hall. No way... He hadn't see those pair of blue and red eyes in so many years...
"...Lady?" His voice also hadn't squeaked like that in just as many years, but he was in too much shock to care. What was she doing here? He hadn't seen her since high school, and they didn't even live in Japan at the time. Had she emancipated herself from that foul father of hers? Had she come here just for them or... or something else?
[ooc: Ugh. *kicks Dante muse* Sorry, I'm rusty myself, apparently.]
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