"Uuuuugh…" Lady moaned as she struggled upright in her bed. Everything was too bright and even the gentle whirring of the ceiling fan was sending a deep throbbing pain through her skull. Whatever the hell she'd gotten up to last night to leave her like this couldn't have been worth it. Thinking was hard though, so Lady decided to let last night's mysteries be a problem for later and dragged herself into the bathroom for water and painkillers.

Lady grunted as she staggered through her apartment, noticing she was more than a usual sore all over. Water and pills were snatched and quickly consumed, and then she laid her head down on the cool countertop of the bathroom sink. Lady sighed and closed her eyes, willing the medicine to work faster as she tried to piece her night together. Now that she had been awake for a few minutes and was more alert, everything was starting to come back.

"...Oh god, no," Lady gasped to herself as she shot up, the sudden motion nearly making her puke. She could not have slept with Vergil last night, no freaking way.

The huntress stumbled out of the bathroom as fast as she could manage, nearly tripping over a used towel on the floor, and gazed at the bed in horror. Empty… good. That was good, great even - no awkward morning-after conversations to be had. But this was bad… this whole thing was very, very bad.

Lady wanted to go back in time and throttle herself, but since she couldn't, she would just have to deal. The memories did nothing but bring a wave of pure mortification over her as she remembered the gist of what had gone down.

Dante had suggested that they all go out to 'have some fun and let loose' since he claimed he'd done nothing but work since he and Vergil had gotten back from the demon realm. Nico had gone back to stay with Nero and Kyrie, so it was just the twins, Trish, and herself. Lady hadn't seen the harm, it wasn't like she had anything better to do, and Dante had claimed he was actually going to pay for the drinks this time, so off to the local club they went.

Lady scowled to herself as she thought back on how the whole night had been spent feeling that gaze on her, and she couldn't even say she minded it all that much. Yes, Vergil had done a lot of wrong, especially concerning her, but he seemed like he was actually trying to be a decent human now that he wasn't lusting after power. Well, a decent half-human - but the point was, he'd been pretty alright since getting back, so whatever he and Dante had worked out while they were gone had helped.

Ever since the twins had returned Lady would be lying if she said she hadn't let her eyes stray to Vergil on more than a couple of occasions. It probably wasn't on purpose, but there were plenty of times he'd been wandering around the shop without a shirt to be seen, so it was kind of hard to ignore the view. It wasn't just his looks, however, since Dante looked identical, though less-so now after all these years. There was just something about him that drew her in despite her best efforts to stay away. Lady wasn't crazy though, so she had stayed far away from that whole situation… well, at least until last night.

The night had been going fine; Lady stayed mostly around Trish on the dance floor and tried to actually loosen up as requested, instead of the business-face she kept on most of the time. It was fun, just relaxing and throwing back a few drinks. At some point she recalled being roped into a drinking contest with Dante, but she threw in the towel before she ended up passing out, though everyone said she'd made a good effort. Vergil and Dante had gone next, but she hadn't been paying much attention because it was too hard not to stare.

It wasn't until the group dragged themselves back to the shop once the club had closed that Lady had found herself in trouble. Trish had eventually vanished, probably to the bathroom, and Dante had made himself busy attempting to reheat some leftover pizza without setting the place on fire, so she found herself standing alone with Vergil in the front of the shop. They were having some sort of awkward stare-off, but the drinks had just made Lady bolder instead of nervous.

"You see something you like?" Lady had asked, smirking just a bit as she sipped on the cheap beer that Dante had given her earlier. If she wasn't so drunk, she'd have probably shot him instead for staring, the bastard.

"Perhaps… would it bother you if I did?" Vergil had replied. Lady was a little pissed off that he didn't sound as stupid as she did, but seeing him sway a little bit on his feet had made her feel a bit better.

"Depends on what you were planning to do about it," she answered before she could stop herself. She wasn't too drunk to feel the mortification for that response, but the interested quirk of his eyebrows quickly distracted her from that.

"Hm… would you be offended if I said I'd planned on going to your place and showing you exactly what I wanted to do about it?" Vergil asked, sipping his own beer with a smirk right back at her. Lady couldn't help the warm flush on her face, but she was intrigued.

"Tch… arrogant bastard," she snorted back at him. "If you think you can do something about it… meet me there in thirty," Lady challenged, knowing he knew her address from the jobs she'd helped the twins with before. She'd never invited Vergil inside her apartment before, but it was better than staying here and embarrassing herself in front of the others.

"Tell them I was tired and left. See you soon… maybe," Lady instructed and then downed the rest of her drink. She chucked the can behind her into the nearby trash can and sauntered to the front door, her hips swaying a little more than necessary. Lady was certain Vergil was staring at her as she slipped out of the shop and swung the door shut behind her. She just hoped he wasn't stupid enough to follow immediately after her and actually had some tact - she wasn't that drunk to not know how stupid this whole situation was… she just didn't care.

Lady sighed as she slumped back against the bathroom door, a deep grimace etched onto her face. She couldn't deny that she'd enjoyed herself, because she definitely had, but the whole thing just left a weird taste in her mouth. Lady let out another sigh as she caught sight of the fingertip-shaped bruises on her thighs, though at least those were hidden pretty easily. Lady decided what she needed was a shower to clear her head and clean up, so she tottered back into the bathroom, eager to get rid of the grimy feeling all over her thighs from not cleaning up properly.

It was just as Lady was about to step into the shower that she caught her reflection above the sink and saw it, and stopped dead in her tracks.

"...What the actual FUCK?!" she snarled in horror and leapt in front of the mirror. Vergil was going to die.

There, right there on her neck for the world to see, was a nasty looking mark that could only be from a bite. A very hard bite that she now remembered happening while she was fucking that stupid piece of shit demon. He was so dead - how was she even supposed to HIDE this thing?

"Stupid son of a bitch… he's dead. I'm going to murder him and no one can stop me," Lady declared as she poked at the bite he'd left. She winced and dropped her hand, the wound still too tender to mess with. It had definitely closed up a lot, but the small smudges and dried flakes of blood told her how bad it was originally. It was almost funny, because she didn't really remember it hurting much then compared to as bad as it looked now, but she had been drunk and horny at the time, so maybe that was it.

Lady just shook her head after poking at it some more and got into the shower. She would deal with this shit later.