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January Catch All.

Characters: Vergil/Nelo Angelo, Open!
Date: From January 5th onward
Location: The Midnight Hotel, and Various other places.
Situation: The brainwashed knight is trying to find some peace.
Warnings/Rating: None

Midnight Hotel
Sometimes he slept, other times he was out just exploring. One thing was certain the Demon Knight was restless. Sometimes he would just be walking the halls of the second floor where his room was. As days had passed he had taken to leaving his sword in his room pretty much at all times. His blood stained shirt had been tossed as it was beyond repair so he refused to be without his armor. Being on his own with no purpose was a strange alien concept. People needed money here, but he was not charged to stay. he had a feeling the hunter was behind it, but he couldn't investigate that as he wanted because he didn't want to be on the street either.

So many thoughts went through his mind as he wandered the halls and eventually down the stairs to the lobby. maybe even outside, he was restless and couldn't keep still.

Random Roof
The rain was coming down in the dreary dizzle. Nelo Angelo had found his way up the side of a building he could not identify right off, and perched on the edge of the roof looking up at the sky as rain rolled down his face. It rained sometimes on Mallet Island but not as often as he would have liked. Rain was one of those few things he loved.

The cool drops would do no good for his suit of armor, but he did not care, nor did he care about the gusts of wind picking up. This was as peaceful as he found anything since his arrival. Finally looking down he watched random kedan and others walking by. He didn't even know if he was allowed to be up here. Honestly he did not care. If he could stay here until his armor rusted he would, logically he knew that was stupid though he would leave in time. For now he looked back to the sky, letting his troubled mind drift.

Shopping Area
He bit his lip some, lost in the daze of his own jumbling thoughts as he made his way down the streets. How would he live in a place like this? Why did the hunter try so hard to help him? Why would he not accept that he was not the man The hunter thinks that he is? More so, what would his purpose be? A new start maybe, though that seemed like false hope. The power of Mundus was mighty, despite what Dante says, he expects his master to come. He would never let one of his valued puppets escape, not after such failure. As far as he had known Mundus could even control time. He would think death had finally claimed him, but he has seen hell, been there, and this was too pleasant to be hell.

He stopped before a booth that had jewelry on display, his hand idly reaching up to his neck to find that strange necklace he woke with, his pendant was gone. Lost to time and space, He had lost it in his fight with that Hunter who now tried to take care of him. His red eyes shifted over the jewelry. He had no money, no means to buy anything and its not like that old necklace matters anymore. The thought crossed his mind that it was pointless for him to stand there looking at such gems, so he turned to head off once more.

Just an idle trek to explore the shops, he really had nothing better to do, and it was better than staying in his room letting his worries of his master’s vengeance plague him more than they already were. Maybe seeing how the creatures of this world lived would be enough of a distraction. Yet his mind kept painting the streets filled with blood. The horrors of hell in the busy streets of the city he walked. Reality overlapping with long lived nightmares.

Then a sound caught his attention, a music box playing in one of the shops. It was a simple little harmony, yet it made him squeeze his eyes shut trying to focus as pain started to twist in his mind. He reached out for the nearest wall and clutched his head. Flashes of memories passing so quick he could not tell what they were, all he could focus on was the pain as the music slowly stopped. He did not teleport away this time. He had no where to go that he knew. So once the pain subsided he pushed off the wall ignoring the sounds of the random nearby kedan asking if he was alright and moved on to walk more. He needed to find information to pay off his debt.

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He was stuck to the spot where he was, narrowing his eyes he glared at her like she was common scum. Then again, she was an intruder in his prison. It did not matter if she was friend or foe. She was unwelcomed in his eyes. More so since she was here on Dante's behalf.

And who exactly are you? I have no reason to believe you. he had just as much reason for the opposite he was just too prideful to admit he needed help, and desperately so. Here I would have assumed he would enjoy the mindless drone better. yes, he can tell whats going on outside of his body even if he has no say.

You do not know your brother very well if that is what you think. Valdis' emerald gaze sharpened and her soul glowed more brightly in the darkness, I have been called many things, She said, A Queen, a Goddess, a Reaper of Souls...But my name is Valdis.

She reached out a hand to touch the barrier, not certain how it would react.

No one knows Dante better then I. It came sharp, there are days he wants to slit Dantes throat, other days he'd like to curb stomp anyone who looked at him sideways. Vergil was not good with feelings ~~or using his oh so pretty words.~~ But he did care about Dante, even if he will not say it or admit it. They were twins, that means something.

The barrier was meant to cause excruciating pain to any who touched it. Mundus did not plan to ever let loose the son of Sparda. Ah, I would not. He spoke maybe a second to so too late on purpose. It has a bit of a bite to it.

Edited 2015-01-11 23:37 (UTC)

Then you are misguided in your knowledge, she replied. She heard his warning an instant before she felt the pain. A lesser being might have fainted, but she merely winced as it washed over her. She held her hand there for a few moments, testing the limits of the pain. When she felt her essence begin to waver, she removed her hand and closed her eyes.

So it does.

Then she took a deep breath, summoning her power and when she opened her eyes, they were a bright, blood red. The Void came out of the darkness behind her and slammed into the barrier. Once, twice, then the barrier shattered and Valdis walked across the boundary, her eyes glittering in delight.

Mine seems to be worse, however.

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Back in the room at the Midnight Hotel, Valdis' breath caught in her throat and her heart rate increased dramatically before it faltered, skipping a few beats in response to the shunted pain. For a few moments it went silent entirely and in that instant just before death, it began to beat again, steady and strong.

Dante had been watching the entire time, both the two of them and to make sure nobody was seeing anything that might be taken as violence. The second he heard Valdis's breath falter, he reached for the kitchen knife he had brought, only to see her return to normal an instant before he struck.

"You shouldn't scare everyone like that, okay? I thought we were playing it safe here." Dante said to the woman he knew couldn't hear him. He was giving it a little bit longer, but the next time she so much as coughed, he was going to pull her out. This was obviously just about as risky as she had claimed; what the hell was going on in there?

Well, well. The lady has power. That got a smirk out of him, though when the barrier was blown back the shackles started to pulsate with power, the barrier already trying to reconstruct itself slowly. It would take a few minutes at least.

Pass a message to my brother when you see him; Sei in ritardo , stupido . he did not have high hopes despite the fact that she got a smirk out of him, why? This is the closest he has been to freedom in over a decade.

Your Mundus is nothing to laugh at, She replied, watching the barrier begin to repair itself. But I have danced with Demons more powerful than him.

She didn't have much time before she would have to retreat, but she made no move to try to release him from the shackles.

I will tell him, but first, tell me why you are here?

Edited (stuff) 2015-01-12 00:30 (UTC)

He is nothing to me, Mundus is trash that needs taken out for good.

He spoke with hatred in his words, his eyes locked on hers again.

This is the price on pays for defeat. I lost when I tried to take him down.

It sucked to admit it but hell, its been so long since he got to speak to anyone who could actually speak back, a bit of honesty seemed like it might get him out of here.

When you tell him, smack him behind the left ear. He'll understand.

Lack of respect for the enemy that put you here, She replied, No wonder you lost.

Her eyes faded back to emerald as she let her power fade, but smiled when she felt his hatred towards Mundus, perhaps the anger she felt had never been directed at Dante in the first place.

I would be glad to smack him, She continued, He is long overdue.

He made no comment in return to what she said but the hatred was boiling up again as his glare got stronger as the barrier was knitting itself quickly back together.

Good, make sure it stings.

He spoke without any mirth, he had no faith in escape or freedom. He gave up hope on that a long time ago despite his bravado.

Valdis nodded, turned away and walked through the still fragile barrier an instant before it solidified. The hatred was confusing, she disliked that she couldn't pinpoint it's target, so she turned to look at him once more.

I am certain that he would trade places with you if he could, She said softly, He has a good heart, the kind that would sacrifice itself in order to see the people he cares about be safe.

I would never allow such a trade. I may not wish to be here, but I would not allow him to suffer such a fate. He may be an imbecile but he does deserve such a fate.

There was both pride and anger in his tone, why? He loves his twin in his own angry way. As much as Dante drives him up a wall he would never want to know Dante suffered like he had. he would slaughter the world to set him free. And deny it all in the same breath. That's how he works.

If he tries anything that stupid, he will never be forgiven. Now go, before the darkness returns.

You don't have to worry, She replied, turning away, Even if he tried, I would stop him. After all that is what friends did. She walked away allowing the darkness to close around her.

In the next breath, she had returned to her own body. It felt heavy, much like after she had awoken from the dreaming.

"Wow," She breathed, still slightly out of it.

As she wakes up, Valdis may feel a thumb firmly parked on her wrist. And as she looks up, she will certainly see Dante standing over her with a knife.

This only looks bad.

"Oh good, your heart didn't stop again." He remarked casually, though there seemed to be a strong air of worry quickly leaving. "I'll take it things were lively in there."

Valdis sighed, ignoring how bad this looked, leave it to Dante to mess up her instructions. "Did you know that your thumb has a pulse?" She asked, pulling her wrist out of his grip, "You can't feel my pulse if your own is covering it." She paused and then confusion passed over her face, "What do you mean 'again'?"

Dante heard her instructions loud and clear; he was just a bit paranoid.

"I mean your breathing went funny, and your heart stopped. The only reason I didn't pull you out is because your heart started up again before I could stab you." This is Dante's way of scolding her. "Of course, I was taking your pulse wrong, so it may have happened more than once. I really hope whatever you were doing in there was worth it."

Valdis raised a brow, oddly amused by the whole thing. It was concerning that her heart had stopped, perhaps she wasn't as strong as she had believed.

"How much is your brother's life worth?" She asked, "I had to break through some of Mundus' power to get to him"

No need to mention that his brother could have warned her of the danger sooner, it seemed that Dante wasn't exactly reasonable when it came to Vergil.

Wait, she could do that? Dante hardly believed that Mundus's power was absolute, but to outright brute force a magical barrier? Usually you had to disable it or kill the demon holding it up. The kind Mundus was fond of also accepted blood offerings, but that was off the table. Dante looked at her with a shocked-yet-impresssed look on his face, and then moved on.

"Well, you can't exactly put a value on the life of a family member." He wasn't the least bit disappointed; Vergil was in there, and now he knows that there are magical barriers. He could work from there. "But I sure as hell know I don't want you pulling a stunt like that again. If I had to guess, that little brute force attempt to get to Vergil is what caused that little scare."

Dante didn't know enough about souls to know just how dangerous this little venture was going to be. Really, that was pretty much all Vergil's fault.

She hated to admit that he was right, but his concern was touching and the truth was that plowing through that barrier probably hadn't been the smartest plan, even if it had been to impress Vergil in order to get him to talk.

"It was a successful attempt," She argued, "But if it would put your heart at rest, I promise I won't get myself killed trying to free your brother," She paused, remembering what she had told Vergil, "as long as you promise the same."

"As long as nobody tries diving into his soul again, we're good, right? Besides, in case you haven't noticed, I have a bit of a track record of turning up alive when I should be dead." He never explicitly promised. Truth be told, the very act of awakening Vergil was dangerous. For all he knew, Vergil could wake up and shank him. Dante weighed the risks of this the day his brother arrived, and decided that chance was worth it.

Guess what guys. Nelo's just been quietly listening to you jerks talk. His red eyes focused on him. This told him something he had not really been prepared for. So he wasn't really meant to be in this body. He looked at them both a still in that strange silence.

Will I no longer exist? Did I ever exist? These were the though plaguing in at the moment. Was he willing to die to let someone else live?

"And what if the only way to free Vergil is to go back in?" She retorted, ignorant of the effect their conversation was having on Nelo, "I'm the only one who can do that." A pause as she contemplated his attempt at getting around making the promise. It was infuriating that he would make her promise to not get herself killed and then refuse the compromise, especially when death for her wasn't permanent.

"Don't you dare think you can successfully dodge me." She stood up and cuffed him behind the left ear as per his brother's orders. "I've been playing this game far longer than you."

Ow, that stung like a bastard. Didn't his brother used to hit him the same way? Oh hell no, they've united against him.

"Well, we don't know that yet." He didn't raise his voice while he argued. "And I don't feel like making a promise we both know I won't keep."

"How about this? I won't sacrifice myself unless we know for sure there's no other way, and-" He noticed Nelo awakening, and stopped dead in his tracks. Oh shit, he looked furious.

He never should have trusted this, how foolish he was to believe this man at all. he took a breath the second Dante looked at him and started to move up in one fluid motion. He had survived so long in the horrors of Mundus' court and the fight or flight instincts were kicking into high gear. He will kill me if I do not kill him first.

Valdis opened her mouth to cut him off, but the sudden, primal urge to kill rose up inside of her. She grabbed Dante's arm and yanked him back around behind her, placing herself between him and Nelo.

The shadows in the room darkened as she faced the brainwashed man, her eyes blazing red. "Get out," She growled, the sound almost more animal than human. "Get out before I break the rules of my Father."

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