Resurrecting an old muse via her DW debut

[inherimage]

It's certainly been a while. I don't think we've met seriously since that little war-torn world way back.

No big goals this time around, hm? Well, as exciting as touch-and-go sounds, you know I don't freelance for just anyone.

...But I've seen what you have in mind. Not bad.

You know where to find me. ♥

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[merchantofdeath]

[Someone's hot.]

Not bad? Your's is working with you?

[inherimage]

She's not working against me, anyway. And we happen to have some similar interests.

[merchantofdeath]

Is that part of the gig in this place? If they're not working against you, is that the best you can do?

[He's new, Trish, be kind.

Also, you're hot.]

[inherimage]

[TY, Mr. Obvious]

For the unlucky ones, probably. Once in a while you see a decent... partnership. I wouldn't call this one profitable, but it's not boring.

[And that's what matters, bro.]

[merchantofdeath]

So you're basically saying it depends on who you get saddled with and how well their motivations line up with yours. Got it.

[Also, you're hot.]

[stylish_hunter]

Still flying solo, I see.

[inherimage]

When necessary.

Why, miss me?

[stylish_hunter]

No way, you know I dig working on my own.

[Lies all lies.]

What've you been up to?

[inherimage]

[Keep telling yourself that, Dante.]

Just dusting myself off, really. That's what happens when my landlord starts listening to your old soundtracks.

[stylish_hunter]

Oh? I always did have the best taste in music.

[darkslayer]

They even permit filth like you in this place? How disgraceful.

[inherimage]

I could say the same about half-breeds.

...But I won't. [/SO. FLIPPANT.]

[darkslayer]

[He narrows his eyes. Trish would be so dead right now if she didn't have mama's face.]

A feeble imitation ought to remember its place. You are less than nothing.

[inherimage]

[Tralala, what are insults?]

You were such a gentleman in your Nelo days, Vergil. Whatever happened to that old school charm?

[darkslayer]

[His jaw tightens. You had to bring that up, of all things, really?]

If it's chivalry you want, you'll receive none from me.

[onescarylady]

A new job? It must be interesting if it's got your attention.

[inherimage]

"Job" is being generous. No pay, but at least I get to stretch my legs again.

[onescarylady]

No pay? Sounds like a waste of time. [Or a trap. Or something of the sort. They could get paid for stretching their legs, no problem.]

[inherimage]

Any other day, I'd agree -- but gathering dust up here is getting old fast. I'll take what I can get.

[onescarylady]

I'd almost pay you to babysit Dante. [Since it seems like Trish's in such a good, charitable mood.]

/adds to the DMC train

[dux_atrum]

I hope you are able to find something entertaining while you are here, madam.

[Also, sorry for his son up there, the boys have no manners it seems.]

omg a Sparda

[inherimage]

Thank you. I'm not her first choice when it comes to those messy mind games, so I'll consider anything left over to be an opportunity.

[They really don't. But that's not your fault, good sir.]

we get that a lot

[dux_atrum]

You might just be coerced into going somewhere anyway even if you are not the first choice. Seems everyone was excited to see you.

[Well, Vergil's not excited, but the mun was, it counts.]

with good reason!

[inherimage]

Oh, I'm aware there's a good chance of that. If I had the choice, I'd prefer getting drafted rather than just taken out from time to time, personally.

I don't suppose you've found yourself a crazy place to settle down, too?

[dux_atrum]

Almost, there is a place called Dragon Haven that the mun is currently writing an application for. It is just...taking a while.

[Read: mun keeps getting distracted and is too lazy for their own good.]