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[notneloyet]

[ The PDA seems to be laying on the ground, until a gloved hand reaches down to pick it up. A white-haired man is holding it, dressed in blue, but his face seems to be transfixed in pain, and he's leaning against a wall in what appears to be an alleyway. ]

Ugh... damn you, Dante...

[ Vergil said, trying to get to his feet. Considering he just got

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[diamondsare]

[Too many humans? Well isn't that interesting.]

I might be able to help. Can you step out of the alley? I need to see where you are.

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[notneloyet]

[ Well hello there, large breasted woman with blonde hair that eerily reminds him of his mother. He's immediately suspicious, but he's not in much of a position to turn down potential help. ]

... Alright.

[ There he goes, inching out, to reveal the nameless district. ]

[diamondsare]

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Would it be too much trouble to ask that you stay on the line? I'd rather not run all the way over there only to find that you've already bled to death.

[notneloyet]

... Right.

[ Vergil's starting to get dizzy, and he leans up against the side of a building. The wounds are knitting themselves back together, but he's taken just one too many hits from Dante and Arkham for this to be a simple recovery. He's gonna need some kind of medical attention. ]