I guess you could say my life has revolved around death, demons, and well more dead stuff. Freakin' Marionettes, I really hate those endless hordes of mindless puppets. Well anyway, business at Devil Never Cry had been slow, real slow. Our first piece of business came walking in about three days ago. I'm, well ok, I was taking a nap. So I hear the bell signaling someone just walked in, and see this guy talking to Trish. This guy kinda looks like me, 'cept his hair is kinda a golden color and his eyes are icy blue. He's sporting the coat, leather, and brass knuckles, and it's all dark blue. Wait…. Looks like this guy ransacked my closet! And blue? C'mon.
"Hi sir, Devil Never Cry, can I help you?"
I see Trish swooning over this guy, I just approach them shaking my head. Women…
"Hey, name's Dante and this Trish. What can we do for you?" Polite to the customers, brings in the cash, ya know.
"These puppet things" He points outside to a group of Marionettes slowly limping towards the building. "They're kinda chasing me, and I heard of this place. So I figured maybe you could help me with this problem."
Why is he so freakin' calm? I mean most people would be panicking and screaming, running down the streets. And why is he wearing my clothes?!? And why does it have to be Marionettes, I hate those things so much!
"Yeah! We'll help you. Maybe even free of charge!" Trish said, dragging me towards the weapons.
"Funny, real funny. What are you doing?" I whispered angrily as we walked to get Alastor and Sparda from the wall.
"I don't know, maybe I just think he's cute! You have a problem Dante? Jealous?" Trish said grinning evilly.
"OK, not now Trish. Maybe you didn't see the mass amounts of demons following him? And he looks just like me!" I wasn't jealous. Ha! But he looked just like me! Grrr…
We left him standing outside our place, as I ran at the Marionettes. I'll teach them to bother me when I'm taking a nap! Or lead a handsome look-alike to swoon Trish. Wait…no I don't care about that. Damn I hate them so much!
I rushed into the group of Marionettes slashing away in anger. I could feel my Devil Trigger gaining power, but I didn't care. I was already in a blind rage, the only thing I could think of was this new guy and not getting shot by Trish. Maybe rushing in as she gives cover fire isn't a good idea, but it was too late to think about that now.
My Devil Trigger reached it's peak, and I used Alastor to fly into the air and bring chaos onto those below. Trish stopped firing, she knew these things were done for the moment I took to the air. As for the thief in the blue, he just kinda stared at the fight. Okay, so I don't know if he is a thief, but he has my clothes!
I finished off the last Marionette, and let my Devil Trigger slip away. I looked towards the stranger, and I was surprised. He didn't have a look of shock or terror on his face. Just a look that said, "so that's what it's like."
Man I hate that guy.
"Hi sir, Devil Never Cry, can I help you?"
I see Trish swooning over this guy, I just approach them shaking my head. Women…
"Hey, name's Dante and this Trish. What can we do for you?" Polite to the customers, brings in the cash, ya know.
"These puppet things" He points outside to a group of Marionettes slowly limping towards the building. "They're kinda chasing me, and I heard of this place. So I figured maybe you could help me with this problem."
Why is he so freakin' calm? I mean most people would be panicking and screaming, running down the streets. And why is he wearing my clothes?!? And why does it have to be Marionettes, I hate those things so much!
"Yeah! We'll help you. Maybe even free of charge!" Trish said, dragging me towards the weapons.
"Funny, real funny. What are you doing?" I whispered angrily as we walked to get Alastor and Sparda from the wall.
"I don't know, maybe I just think he's cute! You have a problem Dante? Jealous?" Trish said grinning evilly.
"OK, not now Trish. Maybe you didn't see the mass amounts of demons following him? And he looks just like me!" I wasn't jealous. Ha! But he looked just like me! Grrr…
We left him standing outside our place, as I ran at the Marionettes. I'll teach them to bother me when I'm taking a nap! Or lead a handsome look-alike to swoon Trish. Wait…no I don't care about that. Damn I hate them so much!
I rushed into the group of Marionettes slashing away in anger. I could feel my Devil Trigger gaining power, but I didn't care. I was already in a blind rage, the only thing I could think of was this new guy and not getting shot by Trish. Maybe rushing in as she gives cover fire isn't a good idea, but it was too late to think about that now.
My Devil Trigger reached it's peak, and I used Alastor to fly into the air and bring chaos onto those below. Trish stopped firing, she knew these things were done for the moment I took to the air. As for the thief in the blue, he just kinda stared at the fight. Okay, so I don't know if he is a thief, but he has my clothes!
I finished off the last Marionette, and let my Devil Trigger slip away. I looked towards the stranger, and I was surprised. He didn't have a look of shock or terror on his face. Just a look that said, "so that's what it's like."
Man I hate that guy.