1. leave a starter/prompt. 2. picture prompt, random scenario, quote prompt, caught in the snow/rain, soulmate au, hurt/comfort, minor injury- to name a few. 3. have fun? 4. DEVIL MAY CRY 5 spoilers are a thing but can be avoided if asked.
[ though Vergil is somewhat reluctant to admit it, Dante and himself do make for a very effective team. instead of taking ages to resurface to the human world, the two make quick work of finding an exit to the Underworld. maybe he should have permitted Dante to join him when they had still been naught more than teenager.
of course Vergil wouldn't have let that ever happen. Dante isn't really meant for the Underworld. this little family outing had all but proven it. the moment they are out his twin is insistent on Vergil seeking Nero out as if he wouldn't have done that regardless at this point while he goes and sees what a mess his awful and tacky home has become. again, as if it hadn't been a disaster before.
he already knows where Nero lives. Vergil had been there before. and just like before he wanders in from the garage in silence. it shouldn't take too long for the boy to notice. ]
look, dad, you have no right to judge how he dresses considering the things you wear
[ Without knowing exactly when either of the Sparda twins might find their way back to the human world, Nero has more or less gone about his usual business with keeping everything on this side free from demonic infestation. Hey, it gives him something to do, right? Take his mind off the fact that, as soon as he found family, it was taken away from him... or more like jumped away like a couple of idiots. But, he can't really blame them... that much. Just would have been nice to have them around a little longer is all and yeah, that even includes Dante.
It's been however many days and weeks since that day and Nero is found alone in the garage working on the van without Nico for support; mentioned something about a much needed girl's night out with Kyrie last he heard. The engine somehow has itself shot again and with the hood of it popped open, he twists a few things here and there with a tool, back facing the garage entrance much like it had been all those many months ago.
And, like before, he pulls himself away from under the hood and glances over his shoulder at the sudden presence he feels around... and who he sees? Well, it has him sort of just stare for a long moment because... deja vu anyone?
Hopping down, he reaches for a rag and begins to wipe his hands on it, still looking over his shoulder to the man. ]
If you think I'm gonna let you take my arm again, you got another thing coming.
Unless your arm contains yet another legendary sword passed down from your grandfather [ and boy that still feels odd on his tongue ] then I hardly need it.
[ all the same Vergil steps inside. does he wait for an invitation? no, not really. if Nero wants to chase him out then he's more than welcome to. Vergil may even comply with such a "request" not likely if it is given. what he does do, however, is taking in everything inside the garage. there's really no reason for it. just observing what he had ignored the first time. ]
[ Wiping the rag between his knuckles, he turns enough to look to the man.
To Vergil.
His father.
It's been some time since they last saw one another and yet, he still hasn't really processed it all, if he's to be perfectly honest. Kinda hard to do that when the guy you've wanted to meet and know for so long just up and jumps off to the demon underworld alongside his twin brother. Who, by the way? A total dickbag for not telling him sooner about their relation to one another. Thanks for that, Dante. Sure did make it a lot more difficult to swallow when you broke the news to him as shit hit the fan.
So to be standing here in front of his father like this, it's strange and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little on edge. He saw what Vergil was capable of, how he so effortlessly swat Dante away and rush to strike him down during their moment of sibling rivalry that's probably gone on way too long. Not to mention? Had his arm ripped off the last time they were like this, so, can't blame him for being a little cautious right now... especially with there being no Dante here with him. ]
Wouldn't happen to be that dinner invitation I gave you last time, would it?
[ You know, before you decided to just ignore that friendly gesture and rip his arm off. ]
[ so Vergil isn't really one to bear his soul. at least he doesn't do so with words. to him there's no better way to get the point across than to cross blades. the way one moves on the battlefield is more telling and trustworthy than words. words can deceive or give the wrong impression. there's little room to misinterpret someone taking a swing at you.
Vergil, on the other hand, has come to terms with the situation. a little. it probably has helped that Dante could answer some of Vergil's questions. his twin had been around to leave Vergil with certain impressions. yet it is still hard to wrap his mind around it all the same. it had been so long ago that it could have been another life time. in some ways, that's just what it had been.
though Dante is definitely a dickbag for not mentioning anything to Nero. also for not saying anything to V specifically. at least then when his two parts had become one he could have obtained that knowledge. ]
That depends upon if the invitation still stands.
[ if Nero wants him around, of course. ]
dante forever the one with the most questionable taste however
[ Gently, he tosses the rag aside, eyes forever focused on his father standing there before him; he learned the hard way the last time they were in this garage when taking his eyes off him for even a second. Not that he thinks he's about to try anything but, again, Dante's not here. Speaking of certain people not being around... ]
Kyrie's not here. [ Which... might be for the best? ] But there's leftovers.
[ Not exactly a no but not an outright come on down either. ]
true. thankfully he wasn't *horrible* this lat time around
[ it's not a yes but it's not a no. though Vergil doesn't really have any intentions to impose or stick around for a meal at any rate. there's just something far too domestic in that. or maybe it's because he just can't picture it. ]
Your woman. [ Kyrie. don't think that Dante hadn't mentioned that. ] I can't imagine she would be terribly pleased to find the man that took your arm on your doorstep yet again.
[ and angry women are terrifying in their own right. ]
[ look it's not an inaccurate statement. Kyrie is his woman. or, rather, Nero is her man from the sounds of it. insert whiplash noise here. ]
It would be deserved and I hardly would find any fault in her if she did.
[ that's Vergil for: yeah I was an asshole and I definitely deserve her ire and being punished for it. ]
My brother ran of claiming he was going to get "real food" [ Vergil's even using air quotes ] and then making sure his home wasn't overrun by the women.
[ which between Lady and Trish? yeah... no one can really blame Dante for being concerned. ]
Guess that checks out. But I'll have to be sure about that.
[ Look, dad, it's not that he doesn't trust you it's just... he doesn't know if he can trust you. He'd like to think that you got the message to stop being an idiot to your own brother (and Dante to Vergil) when he crashed their little party but considering how stubborn the Sparda boys can be? Can't be too careful there. ]
So you just stopped by for the book then? That it?
You could call any local pizza place to see if a half dead man came strolling in.
[ Dante does look sort of half dead. the way his brother is dressed coupled with the stubble and un-styled hair...
Vergil gets it. he doesn't blame anyone for not trusting him. he wouldn't if the roles had been reversed. this is is something that is going to take time. blatant honesty isn't something that he's accustomed to. ]
[ Not really the reason he stopped by, huh? Colour him curious but also wary and it shows in the way he looks to Vergil still. There's a part of hm that wonders if V is still really in there or if he's completely gone and absorbed into the man that stands before him now. Considering how badly V had been deteriorating, he wouldn't be surprised if there wasn't anything left of him aside from memories which rightfully belonged to Vergil.
Tilting his head, he stares to Vergil long and hard, kissing his teeth for a moment before he shakes his head and allows for just the tiniest of chuckles to leave his lips. ]
Oh yeah? Gonna tell me I got a baby sister somewhere?
[ yeah he deserves that one too. enough that there's a little chuckle on his end. ]
No, unfortunately for you if that's what you wanted to hear.
[ now Vergil grows silent. again, he's never been very good at explaining himself or talking things out. people usually run wild with their assumptions and it doesn't matter if they are right or wrong Vergil doesn't correct them nor does he clarify himself. such a thing is below him. either someone understands or they don't.
this is different though. Nero is his son. some parts of V remains, though some of those memories and feelings feel far and distant. yet he is changed for the experience. somewhat. ]
[ So that's it, is it? Truth be told, he had a feeling it was something along those lines when he had first been tossed the book before watching his father leap from the edge and ignite his devil trigger, soaring down after the other idiot who had done the same moments before. And even though there had been the very real possibility of never seeing either of them again, he held hope that he would and as such, he held onto that book.
Even to this day. ]
That so?
[ It's not that he doesn't believe him- he wants to believe him but... is it wise to, is the question. Talking to his father like this one-on-one without Dante around to throw in some smartass remark... it's strange and new and not anything that Nero could have really prepared himself for. ]
By your choice or did Dante give you hell to?
[ Yeah, he's just going to remain as Dante and not uncle Dante. Too weird to change that now. ]
[ please don't ever say uncle Dante. even to Vergil that one is going to sound so weird. ]
Perhaps it was a bit of both.
[ this is new and a strange thing for him as well. Vergil finally moves around the garage. Usually standing still is his thing, but there's just some things the twins share. Dante runs his mouth or has this need to shed off his nervous/uncomfortable energy with some sort of movement. Vergil does the same, pretending to inspect the cleanliness of the area. ]
I usually finish what I start. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad or what the consequences of my actions are. The moment I handed off that book was a guarantee that I would come to seek you out.
[ he clicks his tongue in annoyance. ]
Dante merely insisted that it needed to be now rather than later.
things that need to be shared https://youtu.be/EN0QYakSw_g
[ It might be a bit harsh but he has every reason to be. Deep down, Nero is a storm of conflicting emotions. This is the man who took his arm from him and sure, he has a new one. But the sheer thought that it had been his father of all people to do so... granted, they didn't know one another at the time but the realization, the fact that Dante hadn't wanted to tell him for that and many other reasons...
He's torn. He so desperately wants to know his father and to have this family in his life... yes, even Dante. But part of him feels he should be angry, that he should demand things from Vergil that he wants- needs to know... nevermind he was still a little sore about the whole being backhanded by his father and uncle.
Watching him, he finally comes to cross his arms, trying to read the other man as he looks about the garage; thankfully it's a lot cleaner than Dante's place. ]
What is it that you want from me?
i shouldn't have played that in a room full of people LMFAO
No. The reason is because it's already been too long.
[ two decades. and with the way this little family communicates it could be another couple of months or years before the problem is actually addressed. and Dante just wants it over and done with despite the fact that Vergil had stated that he doesn't know what to say or how to handle this situation.
Dante had just told him to figure it out with a choice expletive and carried on. ]
In the end I think the both of you must like to watch me struggle to articulate my thoughts.
[ at that he sighs, rubbing at his forehead slightly before recomposing himself and looking at Nero. ]
What I've thought about isn't what I could want from you, Nero. Instead I am going to ask what is it you could want from me.
[ Hope you don't mind the raised brow that comes along with that question, dad, because- ]
Are you serious right now?
[ He seems almost in disbelief at such an option given to him from his father, the man who tore his arm off, of all people. But, look, ok, from what he's seen of his old man? It seems that he's not the most expressive sort of guy, nevermind not one to really embrace those human emotions so easily. Although, now with V back inside and man does that sound weird to say? Maybe things are a little different now. ]
How about an apology for tearing off my arm? Did you even know I was your son when you did that?
[ Nero's given a harsh glare for that question. of course he's serious. what sort of impression is he giving that indicates otherwise? besides it is appropriate to ask. it's not Nero that has anything to make amends for. Vergil really has no right to demand or ask for anything after everything he's done - and hasn't done - where Nero's concerned.
he's kind of an asshole. but he has a sense of pride after all. thus Nero is the one that should establish what he desires from this, if anything, before Vergil can continue. ]
I...
[ an apology. it's almost laughable and Vergil visibly shifts in discomfort. he should and he knows he should. yet he struggles to verbalize it all the same. ]
No, I didn't know. At the time I was only concerned with two things: survival and confronting Dante. Though in hindsight perhaps it should have been obvious considering Yamato. It is an act I find myself regretting.
[ The house was quiet for the most part. All that could be heard was the sounds of dishes being washed and tinkering being done with the van in the garage. Nico had gone off... well Kyrie wasn't actually sure where she had run off to. She had asked if she wanted any company, but Nico told her it wouldn't be anything fun and she didn't want Kyrie to worry, She'd be back later on that night because who in their right mind would miss some of her cooking.
That left Nero. It almost felt like it had been a while since the two of them were alone in the house together. A small smile formed on her lips as she dried her hands from the dishes. She was almost done with them, but maybe it wouldn't hurt to pay Nero a visit in the garage. Maybe he might need something? She hung the dish towel up and quietly made her way to the garage door, peeking her head inside. She could announce she was coming in, but she thought it might be more fun to "sneak" up on him. She toed off her shoes and quietly tiptoed into the garage, pausing momentarily to see if Nero was paying attention. ]
[ Lucky for Kyrie, Nero is not exactly paying attention... although it's kinda hard to do that when you're part demon and all and ever since the whole losing his arm in the garage fiasco, he kinda pays a bit more attention to his surroundings. Can't be too careful about who might show up unannounced, right?
Kyrie, however, is a welcome unannounced visitor and while he has his head stuck under the roof of the van, he can't help but smile a little to himself as he gives the most subtle glance over his shoulder without really giving much in the way of movement.
Rather than claim that he's caught her, he just continues to smile to himself while tinkering around with the engine that Nico has somehow shot. Again. For like the fourth time this month. Damn, girl, what are you doing to this baby? ]
[ Her movements were slow and as quiet as she could possibly make herself. Part of it was trying to make sure she didn't make a single noise he could hear, and the other part was that she found herself getting distracted with the way he worked. Even when this old girl didn't quite cooperate with him, he was still so dedicated to her and that made Kyrie smile. Nero was never one to give up without a fight and that showed in everything that he did.
Ah...! She had been staring for too long. She snapped out of it and quietly made a few more steps closer to him. Tiptoe tiptoe tiptoe...until she stepped on a tool lying on the ground. It made a bit of a clang sound which made her jump. A hand quickly covering her mouth.
Mentally she kept repeating to herself "Please dont hear that... please don't hear that..." and she almost seemed frozen in place as if trying to gauge how much he was paying attention. ]
[ The clanging draws soft laughter from his lips that he does his best to keep to himself. Oh, Kyrie. What sort of game are they playing today? Sure helps that Nico isn't around to yell something at him with that blabbermouth of hers.
So, continuing to play the oblivious role between them, he wipes at his brow with the back of a hand and goes about twisting something here and there on the engine with his tool, all the while smiling to himself with a bit of a glance off in the direction which Kyrie is coming from... but not making that obvious just like before. ]
[ Did he... did he just laugh? No, that must have been her imagination. He still seemed so focused on the van. She let out a quiet sigh of relief. Her cover wasn't blown quite yet! At least, that's how she felt which oddly filled her with a bit more confidence. After a minute or two of standing there in silence just to make extra sure he was distracted, she started moving again.
Now she was starting to shift more out of his line of sight and moving more toward his back. If she wanted to sneak up on him properly, she was going to have to get him from behind. With more confident strides forward in her stealth, she takes a deep breath before jumping at his back and trying to reach up to cover his eyes from behind. ]
[ When she makes her sneak attack for him, he lets her, even to reach up and cover those eyes of his which only seems to make him grin a little more as he straightens up some then and tilts his head to the side. Well well, whoever could this be? Humming in thought, he brings a hand up to gently trail the tips of his fingers against the backs of her hands. ]
Hm. Soft hands, smooth skin... well this can't be Dante.
[ She giggles softly while burying her face into his back a little. Even if she really did sneak up on him, there was no way he didn't know who it was by now, but she appreciated him humoring her like this which only meant she had to humor him in return. She doesn't let go yet, and tries to make her voice sound more boyish, though it just comes off as her making a silly voice really. ]
What? You trying to say my hands are smooth as a new born babe, kid?
[ Does Dante even talk like that? Probably not... ]
[ The moment he turned around to face her she just starts to laugh more. She may not have successfully snuck up on him, but she did successful distract him from his maintenance and that was like a win in a way. Now that she had his attention, her arms fell and wrapped around his his midsection, her laughter dying down just a little. ]
Don't worry, Nero. If you have any nightmares, I'll scare them all away.
[ He allows himself to lean back against the van, his own arms draping themselves over her shoulders as he grins down to her. While he might get a little irritated if Nico interrupts him (especially when she's jabberin' on about whatever), with Kyrie? Well, she's a welcome distraction as far as he's concerned.
Reaching up with an arm, he grips the top of the hood, fingers curling under while he keeps Kyrie close against him, a glance given off to the garage door for only a second or two; can never be too sure after all. ]
Y'know... Nico's gone out for a bit and somethin' tells me... she might not be back for awhile. [ A glance over his shoulder to the van, he looks back to Kyrie. ] Nothing wrong with the inside...
Maybe some sweet dreams with a little bit of action.
[ Because a dream filled with sparkles and rainbows didn't really seem like it'd be up Nero's alley, but a dream where he could kick butt with no worries, he might like that just a tad bit more.
She smiles up at him, content to just stand like this with him for even a little while. She doesn't try to distract him from his work all the time, but the opportunity seemed too good to pass on.
She was following his gaze, standing on one foot for a moment to get a better look at the van when she realizes what he might be hinting at. Her cheeks started to flush and her heart started to beat a little faster. At first it almost seemed like she wasn't going to go for it, but then she grabs for his hand and gives it a gentle tug. ]
[ The fact that she tugs on his hand gives him a bit of surprise, but it's quickly overshadowed with everything else that takes over and he grins a bit as he allows himself to be pulled around to the side of the van. ]
Don't mind if I do.
[ It's with a hand slamming down the hood, he comes up behind Kyrie with a hum, his one arm wrapped around her waist, before he reaches out to pull the door open and steps to the side, gesturing for her to step on in. ]
[ She giggles softly, sounding a bit bubbly and a little flustered at the same time. They didn't get much time to themselves lately, and she couldn't help the way her heart flutters when Nero gave her those loving smiles. Even after all this time, without even trying, Nero could sweep her off her feet, sometimes even literally. ]
Such a gentleman...
[ She steps up, but before she enters the Van she turns around and leans over as much as she could so she could give him a quick peck on the cheek before slipping into the van fully. ]
[ Nico's right, you know... Kyrie is too good for him and he knows it but... damn if he doesn't think she's the best thing to ever happen to him.
Climbing in after her, he pulls the door shut and waits for it to lock before he makes his way over to the sofa and reaches around to grab Kyrie by her waist, pulling her down with him. Of course, by pulling her down? He totally pulls her down onto his lap, that's right, the comfiest spot in the entire van... or so he likes to think. It's with a grin on his lips that he leans in then and gives her a proper kiss, lips brushing over hers nice and slow before he pulls back just enough to look to her. ]
Hey, be honest with me here... you miss Sweet Surrender?
[ Even as he asks, he holds up his right hand which is no longer blue and red nor robotic and mechanic but human flesh, much as it had been once upon a time. ]
[ Nero might feel like he wasn’t good enough, but Kyrie felt differently, that instead it was her who gained so much more out of this. She felt utterly spoiled by Nero time and time again and there was nothing in the world that would ever make her feel differently about him.
She let out a soft sound when Nero pulled her into his lap, that smile of hers only seeming to grow more. She could get used to a nice comfortable throne like this, though it would probably cause Nero more teasing in his life from Nico if they did. She was pulled away from her thoughts when Nero kissed her. Her heart felt like it was swelling and she kissed him back, hands gently gripping at Nero’s shirt to keep him close to her.
It was at the mention of sweet surrender that had her face really turning red. Her eyes dart to his hand and then back to him ]
It was... an experience like no other, but...[ She gently reaches out for that hand now and pulls it to her lips so she could kiss his knuckles and his palm, and everywhere else she could see as she turned his hand around. ] what I really like is that you... no matter what always think about how I feel inside and out and I don’t need sweet surrender for that.
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Child you need a shirt that isn't torn up
of course Vergil wouldn't have let that ever happen. Dante isn't really meant for the Underworld. this little family outing had all but proven it. the moment they are out his twin is insistent on Vergil seeking Nero out
as if he wouldn't have done that regardless at this pointwhile he goes and sees what a mess hisawful and tackyhome has become. again, as if it hadn't been a disaster before.he already knows where Nero lives. Vergil had been there before. and just like before he wanders in from the garage in silence. it shouldn't take too long for the boy to notice. ]
look, dad, you have no right to judge how he dresses considering the things you wear
It's been however many days and weeks since that day and Nero is found alone in the garage working on the van without Nico for support; mentioned something about a much needed girl's night out with Kyrie last he heard. The engine somehow has itself shot again and with the hood of it popped open, he twists a few things here and there with a tool, back facing the garage entrance much like it had been all those many months ago.
And, like before, he pulls himself away from under the hood and glances over his shoulder at the sudden presence he feels around... and who he sees? Well, it has him sort of just stare for a long moment because... deja vu anyone?
Hopping down, he reaches for a rag and begins to wipe his hands on it, still looking over his shoulder to the man. ]
If you think I'm gonna let you take my arm again, you got another thing coming.
there's nothing wrong with what he's wearing
[ all the same Vergil steps inside. does he wait for an invitation? no, not really. if Nero wants to chase him out then he's more than welcome to. Vergil may even comply with such a "request"
not likelyif it is given. what he does do, however, is taking in everything inside the garage. there's really no reason for it. just observing what he had ignored the first time. ]Though I am here for something.
in this incarnation
To Vergil.
His father.
It's been some time since they last saw one another and yet, he still hasn't really processed it all, if he's to be perfectly honest. Kinda hard to do that when the guy you've wanted to meet and know for so long just up and jumps off to the demon underworld alongside his twin brother. Who, by the way? A total dickbag for not telling him sooner about their relation to one another. Thanks for that, Dante. Sure did make it a lot more difficult to swallow when you broke the news to him as shit hit the fan.
So to be standing here in front of his father like this, it's strange and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little on edge. He saw what Vergil was capable of, how he so effortlessly swat Dante away and rush to strike him down during their moment of sibling rivalry that's probably gone on way too long. Not to mention? Had his arm ripped off the last time they were like this, so, can't blame him for being a little cautious right now... especially with there being no Dante here with him. ]
Wouldn't happen to be that dinner invitation I gave you last time, would it?
[ You know, before you decided to just ignore that friendly gesture and rip his arm off. ]
okay that is a valid point
Vergil, on the other hand, has come to terms with the situation. a little. it probably has helped that Dante could answer some of Vergil's questions. his twin had been around to leave Vergil with certain impressions. yet it is still hard to wrap his mind around it all the same. it had been so long ago that it could have been another life time. in some ways, that's just what it had been.
though Dante is definitely a dickbag for not mentioning anything to Nero. also for not saying anything to V specifically. at least then when his two parts had become one he could have obtained that knowledge. ]
That depends upon if the invitation still stands.
[ if Nero wants him around, of course. ]
dante forever the one with the most questionable taste however
Kyrie's not here. [ Which... might be for the best? ] But there's leftovers.
[ Not exactly a no but not an outright come on down either. ]
true. thankfully he wasn't *horrible* this lat time around
Your woman. [ Kyrie. don't think that Dante hadn't mentioned that. ] I can't imagine she would be terribly pleased to find the man that took your arm on your doorstep yet again.
[ and angry women are terrifying in their own right. ]
for once
Kyrie.
[ And he stares to his father for a long moment. ]
And I already filled her in on just who you are. But I can't promise she wouldn't throw something at you.
[ And it's not like he'd blame her.
It's with a moment of glancing over in the direction of the door that he looks back to his father, cracking his knuckles as he does so. ]
Where's Dante?
sorry for delay. it's the start of con season
It would be deserved and I hardly would find any fault in her if she did.
[ that's Vergil for: yeah I was an asshole and I definitely deserve her ire and being punished for it. ]
My brother ran of claiming he was going to get "real food" [ Vergil's even using air quotes ] and then making sure his home wasn't overrun by the women.
[ which between Lady and Trish? yeah... no one can really blame Dante for being concerned. ]
no worries i am here
[ Look, dad, it's not that he doesn't trust you it's just... he doesn't know if he can trust you. He'd like to think that you got the message to stop being an idiot to your own brother (and Dante to Vergil) when he crashed their little party but considering how stubborn the Sparda boys can be? Can't be too careful there. ]
So you just stopped by for the book then? That it?
/o/
[ Dante does look sort of half dead. the way his brother is dressed coupled with the stubble and un-styled hair...
Vergil gets it. he doesn't blame anyone for not trusting him. he wouldn't if the roles had been reversed. this is is something that is going to take time. blatant honesty isn't something that he's accustomed to. ]
That's not really the reason I stopped by.
[ let's start small then. ]
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Tilting his head, he stares to Vergil long and hard, kissing his teeth for a moment before he shakes his head and allows for just the tiniest of chuckles to leave his lips. ]
Oh yeah? Gonna tell me I got a baby sister somewhere?
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No, unfortunately for you if that's what you wanted to hear.
[ now Vergil grows silent. again, he's never been very good at explaining himself or talking things out. people usually run wild with their assumptions and it doesn't matter if they are right or wrong Vergil doesn't correct them nor does he clarify himself. such a thing is below him. either someone understands or they don't.
this is different though. Nero is his son. some parts of V remains, though some of those memories and feelings feel far and distant. yet he is changed for the experience. somewhat. ]
The book was just pretext to come back, Nero.
[ specifically to Nero. ]
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Even to this day. ]
That so?
[ It's not that he doesn't believe him- he wants to believe him but... is it wise to, is the question. Talking to his father like this one-on-one without Dante around to throw in some smartass remark... it's strange and new and not anything that Nero could have really prepared himself for. ]
By your choice or did Dante give you hell to?
[ Yeah, he's just going to remain as Dante and not uncle Dante. Too weird to change that now. ]
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Perhaps it was a bit of both.
[ this is new and a strange thing for him as well. Vergil finally moves around the garage. Usually standing still is his thing, but there's just some things the twins share. Dante runs his mouth or has this need to shed off his nervous/uncomfortable energy with some sort of movement. Vergil does the same, pretending to inspect the cleanliness of the area. ]
I usually finish what I start. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad or what the consequences of my actions are. The moment I handed off that book was a guarantee that I would come to seek you out.
[ he clicks his tongue in annoyance. ]
Dante merely insisted that it needed to be now rather than later.
things that need to be shared https://youtu.be/EN0QYakSw_g
[ It might be a bit harsh but he has every reason to be. Deep down, Nero is a storm of conflicting emotions. This is the man who took his arm from him and sure, he has a new one. But the sheer thought that it had been his father of all people to do so... granted, they didn't know one another at the time but the realization, the fact that Dante hadn't wanted to tell him for that and many other reasons...
He's torn. He so desperately wants to know his father and to have this family in his life... yes, even Dante. But part of him feels he should be angry, that he should demand things from Vergil that he wants- needs to know... nevermind he was still a little sore about the whole being backhanded by his father and uncle.
Watching him, he finally comes to cross his arms, trying to read the other man as he looks about the garage; thankfully it's a lot cleaner than Dante's place. ]
What is it that you want from me?
i shouldn't have played that in a room full of people LMFAO
No. The reason is because it's already been too long.
[ two decades. and with the way this little family communicates it could be another couple of months or years before the problem is actually addressed. and Dante just wants it over and done with despite the fact that Vergil had stated that he doesn't know what to say or how to handle this situation.
Dante had just told him to figure it out with a choice expletive and carried on. ]
In the end I think the both of you must like to watch me struggle to articulate my thoughts.
[ at that he sighs, rubbing at his forehead slightly before recomposing himself and looking at Nero. ]
What I've thought about isn't what I could want from you, Nero. Instead I am going to ask what is it you could want from me.
i can't believe how accurate they all were
Are you serious right now?
[ He seems almost in disbelief at such an option given to him from his father, the man who tore his arm off, of all people. But, look, ok, from what he's seen of his old man? It seems that he's not the most expressive sort of guy, nevermind not one to really embrace those human emotions so easily. Although, now with V back inside and man does that sound weird to say? Maybe things are a little different now. ]
How about an apology for tearing off my arm? Did you even know I was your son when you did that?
i was dying i was laughing so hard
he's kind of an asshole. but he has a sense of pride after all. thus Nero is the one that should establish what he desires from this, if anything, before Vergil can continue. ]
I...
[ an apology. it's almost laughable and Vergil visibly shifts in discomfort. he should and he knows he should. yet he struggles to verbalize it all the same. ]
No, I didn't know. At the time I was only concerned with two things: survival and confronting Dante. Though in hindsight perhaps it should have been obvious considering Yamato. It is an act I find myself regretting.
[ look not even Dante gets that. ]
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That left Nero. It almost felt like it had been a while since the two of them were alone in the house together. A small smile formed on her lips as she dried her hands from the dishes. She was almost done with them, but maybe it wouldn't hurt to pay Nero a visit in the garage. Maybe he might need something? She hung the dish towel up and quietly made her way to the garage door, peeking her head inside. She could announce she was coming in, but she thought it might be more fun to "sneak" up on him. She toed off her shoes and quietly tiptoed into the garage, pausing momentarily to see if Nero was paying attention. ]
😘
Kyrie, however, is a welcome unannounced visitor and while he has his head stuck under the roof of the van, he can't help but smile a little to himself as he gives the most subtle glance over his shoulder without really giving much in the way of movement.
Rather than claim that he's caught her, he just continues to smile to himself while tinkering around with the engine that Nico has somehow shot. Again. For like the fourth time this month. Damn, girl, what are you doing to this baby? ]
😊
Ah...! She had been staring for too long. She snapped out of it and quietly made a few more steps closer to him. Tiptoe tiptoe tiptoe...until she stepped on a tool lying on the ground. It made a bit of a clang sound which made her jump. A hand quickly covering her mouth.
Mentally she kept repeating to herself "Please dont hear that... please don't hear that..." and she almost seemed frozen in place as if trying to gauge how much he was paying attention. ]
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So, continuing to play the oblivious role between them, he wipes at his brow with the back of a hand and goes about twisting something here and there on the engine with his tool, all the while smiling to himself with a bit of a glance off in the direction which Kyrie is coming from... but not making that obvious just like before. ]
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Now she was starting to shift more out of his line of sight and moving more toward his back. If she wanted to sneak up on him properly, she was going to have to get him from behind. With more confident strides forward in her stealth, she takes a deep breath before jumping at his back and trying to reach up to cover his eyes from behind. ]
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Hm. Soft hands, smooth skin... well this can't be Dante.
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What? You trying to say my hands are smooth as a new born babe, kid?
[ Does Dante even talk like that? Probably not... ]
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Oh my god. Don't ever do that.
[ But he's laughing even as he says that and turns around within that grasp of hers, finally coming to look to her and grinning as he does. ]
You're bound to give me nightmares.
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Don't worry, Nero. If you have any nightmares, I'll scare them all away.
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[ He allows himself to lean back against the van, his own arms draping themselves over her shoulders as he grins down to her. While he might get a little irritated if Nico interrupts him (especially when she's jabberin' on about whatever), with Kyrie? Well, she's a welcome distraction as far as he's concerned.
Reaching up with an arm, he grips the top of the hood, fingers curling under while he keeps Kyrie close against him, a glance given off to the garage door for only a second or two; can never be too sure after all. ]
Y'know... Nico's gone out for a bit and somethin' tells me... she might not be back for awhile. [ A glance over his shoulder to the van, he looks back to Kyrie. ] Nothing wrong with the inside...
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[ Because a dream filled with sparkles and rainbows didn't really seem like it'd be up Nero's alley, but a dream where he could kick butt with no worries, he might like that just a tad bit more.
She smiles up at him, content to just stand like this with him for even a little while. She doesn't try to distract him from his work all the time, but the opportunity seemed too good to pass on.
She was following his gaze, standing on one foot for a moment to get a better look at the van when she realizes what he might be hinting at. Her cheeks started to flush and her heart started to beat a little faster. At first it almost seemed like she wasn't going to go for it, but then she grabs for his hand and gives it a gentle tug. ]
Maybe you should check it out with me then...
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Don't mind if I do.
[ It's with a hand slamming down the hood, he comes up behind Kyrie with a hum, his one arm wrapped around her waist, before he reaches out to pull the door open and steps to the side, gesturing for her to step on in. ]
Ladies first.
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Such a gentleman...
[ She steps up, but before she enters the Van she turns around and leans over as much as she could so she could give him a quick peck on the cheek before slipping into the van fully. ]
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Climbing in after her, he pulls the door shut and waits for it to lock before he makes his way over to the sofa and reaches around to grab Kyrie by her waist, pulling her down with him. Of course, by pulling her down? He totally pulls her down onto his lap, that's right, the comfiest spot in the entire van... or so he likes to think. It's with a grin on his lips that he leans in then and gives her a proper kiss, lips brushing over hers nice and slow before he pulls back just enough to look to her. ]
Hey, be honest with me here... you miss Sweet Surrender?
[ Even as he asks, he holds up his right hand which is no longer blue and red nor robotic and mechanic but human flesh, much as it had been once upon a time. ]
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She let out a soft sound when Nero pulled her into his lap, that smile of hers only seeming to grow more. She could get used to a nice comfortable throne like this, though it would probably cause Nero more teasing in his life from Nico if they did. She was pulled away from her thoughts when Nero kissed her. Her heart felt like it was swelling and she kissed him back, hands gently gripping at Nero’s shirt to keep him close to her.
It was at the mention of sweet surrender that had her face really turning red. Her eyes dart to his hand and then back to him ]
It was... an experience like no other, but...[ She gently reaches out for that hand now and pulls it to her lips so she could kiss his knuckles and his palm, and everywhere else she could see as she turned his hand around. ] what I really like is that you... no matter what always think about how I feel inside and out and I don’t need sweet surrender for that.