008.

[savetheredqueen]

Tch. Whatever. Not like I didn't want to kill the bastard, but I had something else that had to be taken care of.

And someone else...joy. It's as if the world friggin' hates me. No idea how the hell to react to it. It makes no sense.

[private | hackable to DMC cast]
....is it really him? Seems like it, and I don't want to let Kyrie down, but...I don't

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[soundsofmyvoice]

Nero! You've seen Credo...?

[savetheredqueen]

....yeah.

Is that really him, Kyrie?

[soundsofmyvoice]

I would say so... who else would it be? Then again, he... died...!

[savetheredqueen]

....I know, but...

Then again, if the idiot is alive, maybe...

[fillmydarksoul]

It got be him!

[savetheredqueen]

....maybe. This is just one big fucking headache.

[fillmydarksoul]

Well, seeing as Sparda is bunking in my place - I say never say never.

[savetheredqueen]

....

Trish, you alright?

[rocklikeacock]

are you still whining?

[savetheredqueen]

I get a right to complain once in a while.

[rocklikeacock]

Once in a while?

[savetheredqueen]

Yeah.