"We're ready," Vergil says, interrupting whatever Dante was starting to say. All his twin manages to get out is a start of a further protestation. He's not going to let him gain ground on the pizza front. He won't!
"Come on, I'll make another portal once we're all in the same place."
And with that, he steps through the portal, causing it to be outlined by the ripple in the air. If Dante isn't careful, Alastor will also end up putting him in a headlock and covering his mouth.
"And then I'll look into where I can get ingredients for a good dinner, since I doubt you have anything but stale potato chips and beer in your kitchen."
"Be glad I made him sleep off that vodka he found. He was a mess."
Crossing the portal is almost like walking through a doorway, only one you can't see the other side of until you're there. He remembered to put it at ground level, so the worst Vergil might experience is a moment of disorientation from the sudden change in environment.
Dante, meanwhile, opens his mouth to protest and then closes it. He doesn't want to mention any of what happened while he was drunk in front of his brother. Especially not the part where he hit on Alastor. He knows Vergil would not approve.
Vergil is used to crossing rips in space from Yamato, so he doesn't get disoriented from this. "Do you need help shopping."
"Not necessarily need, but I'd appreciate it. I can look...mostly human, but it's not exactly comfortable."
He always feels tense without his wings and tail. He's not quite sure how to describe it to people who gain limbs from their default, rather than lose them.
Instead of trying, he just turns his attention to the portal. He lets the old one go, but no sooner than the fabric of space settle back to normal, does he pull at it again to create a doorway into the lobby of Devil May Cry. He lets go of Dante at that point, but gives him a slight nudge toward the portal.
Vergil snorts again, while Dante allows himself to be nudged through. That causes Vergil to raise his eyebrows, as Dante never allows anyone to make him do anything.
Dante resists the shove, wanting to see how this plays out. But of course, at the same time, he wants to run like hell. The look on Vergil's face doesn't help that.
"You're never to do that again," Vergil instructs him, his voice low and cool.
"Yeah, I already made that clear. But as long as he behaves..." This shove is more gentle, almost playful. "I'm willing to stick by him. We're in the same boat, after all...demons who aren't welcome in the underworld."
"As if, idiot!" He grabs a piece of broken concrete off the ground and chucks it at Dante's head, through the portal. Then he sighs and looks at Vergil. "Go ahead, I'm gonna close it after myself."
Vergil nods, but before he goes - "I can kick his ass." Although from the yelp Dante made from the other side of the portal, the concrete block did strike. Maybe his ass was already kicked?
...probably not, he was too stupid to get seriously hurt.
"Already did that earlier today. Not that grinding his face into the pavement does much...sometimes I wonder if there's even anything in that skull of his to damage."
"It's a lost cause," Vergil says, before Dante can say anything in defense of himself. But he's still standing there with his mouth open, so Vergil gives him a stern stare.
It's a shame the biankies can't exist in the real world. They'd have this place sparkling within a day...though they might need to add some holy water and sage to their mop buckets.
"Hopefully the kitchen's just dusty from disuse and not...ugh."
Hm, but if he's going to be in the real world for a while...he should change clothes. His outfit briefly glows purple and shifts, sparking with violet electricity, into somethingmorenormal than his supervillain getup.
"Gimme a sec and I'll write a grocery list. Dante, is there any blank paper in that desk of yours?"
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And with that, he steps through the portal, causing it to be outlined by the ripple in the air. If Dante isn't careful, Alastor will also end up putting him in a headlock and covering his mouth.
"And then I'll look into where I can get ingredients for a good dinner, since I doubt you have anything but stale potato chips and beer in your kitchen."
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Vergil steps through the portal as well, deciding to trust it since both Alastor and Dante crossed it alright. He gives Dante a stern look.
"I hate you when you're drunk."
Not 'it', you. Dante looks stricken.
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Crossing the portal is almost like walking through a doorway, only one you can't see the other side of until you're there. He remembered to put it at ground level, so the worst Vergil might experience is a moment of disorientation from the sudden change in environment.
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Dante, meanwhile, opens his mouth to protest and then closes it. He doesn't want to mention any of what happened while he was drunk in front of his brother. Especially not the part where he hit on Alastor. He knows Vergil would not approve.
Vergil is used to crossing rips in space from Yamato, so he doesn't get disoriented from this. "Do you need help shopping."
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He always feels tense without his wings and tail. He's not quite sure how to describe it to people who gain limbs from their default, rather than lose them.
Instead of trying, he just turns his attention to the portal. He lets the old one go, but no sooner than the fabric of space settle back to normal, does he pull at it again to create a doorway into the lobby of Devil May Cry. He lets go of Dante at that point, but gives him a slight nudge toward the portal.
"Alright, doofuses first."
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"Are you a miracle worker?" he asks of Alastor.
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It's said with a grin and a timely gust of wind. To humans, after all, a steady rain to break a dangerous drought very much was a miracle.
"But mostly, I know how to deal with his type. Plus, he owes me for all the time I spent gathering dust in a closet."
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Vergil just glares.
"Let him talk."
"..."
Dante lowers his hand.
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He grabs Dante's arm and shoves him back toward the portal.
"But he's apologized and promised not to take me for granted anymore, so I'm giving him a second chance."
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"You're never to do that again," Vergil instructs him, his voice low and cool.
"..."
"Do you understand me?"
"...okay."
Dante's voice is meek.
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After saying that, Dante takes one look at Vergil's disapproving face and flees through the portal.
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...probably not, he was too stupid to get seriously hurt.
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If there is, he certainly doesn't use it.
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Dante makes a whining noise from the other side of the portal. "Are you guys gonna stand around bashing me or come on over?"
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He smirks, and his tail twitches with amusement.
"Like I said, go on. I'll head through last."
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"Hey!" Dante protests, and shoves right back.
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"I see you haven't been doing any better at keeping this place cleaned up since I left."
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"You do know I'm correct."
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"Hopefully the kitchen's just dusty from disuse and not...ugh."
Hm, but if he's going to be in the real world for a while...he should change clothes. His outfit briefly glows purple and shifts, sparking with violet electricity, into something more normal than his supervillain getup.
"Gimme a sec and I'll write a grocery list. Dante, is there any blank paper in that desk of yours?"
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...Vergil just covers his face.
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His tail lashes at the air. This absolute idiot...hopefully won't notice the violet creeping into the tips of his pointed ears.
"Just get me something to write on!"
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"Why is everyone making fun of my intelligence?!" Dante demands as he gets back, handing the paper and a pen over.
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