On both Nero and him coming into Exitvoid with Yamato :T

[daddywasntthere]

A rusted bucket of a cargo ship with a harlot of a woman, a fool who worships the dull memory of my father, and some brat of a boy whom my incompetent brother gifted Yamato to in a pathetic fit of sentimentality?

And you expect something other of me than gutting the whelp and leaving him to bleed out while I take back my sword?

You're more of a fool than I'd anticipated. Which is saying something.

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[nelo_angelo]

[He stares, quiet and still. He looks at the person before him, sees the resemblance to the other one--to the Sparda--but it is not him.

Not the one. No. This is different.

The Nelo stares, the pulsing lines of his armor glow fervently.

He should know this one.

And yet, he doesn't.]

[daddywasntthere]

[ There's a bizarre sort of similarity to this, like staring at someone you know behind a mask. Strange.

Vergil's head tilts to the side almost imperceptibly, eyes narrowing.

Very strange. ]

May I help you?

[thedarkangel]

You think your mun is the fool? You're the one who allowed your -- [our] -- sword to be taken.

How else would it be in the hands of that boy? He's not even a true Sparda.

Perhaps a distant relative but a direct descendant? Impossible. Unlikely.

[daddywasntthere]

There's a hint of difficulty in keeping one's possessions to themselves when deceased.

Or otherwise possessed.

[ A pause and his jaw tightens for a moment. ] If one poorly written novel is to be believed, he may well be our son.

[devilbringers]

Tch. I'd say have fun, but that ship is hell. Never stop for one place for too long, and any kind of vacation is pretty much the worst.

[daddywasntthere]

I've made it through hell. The ship will be cozy in comparison.

[themaninred]

Good to know you missed me too, bro. Looks like we're going to have a grand old time there.

[daddywasntthere]

No less than you've missed me, seeing as you're so casually passing off my most treasured possessions. Would you like to hand him my coat as well?

[guns_and_swords]

Do you ever stop complaining?

[thedarkangel]

...Dante.

[Hello, dear sister.]

[daddywasntthere]

[ Dante you have boobs. Dante why do you have boobs. Are you still wearing that nipple strap alone? But w/e, he knows his twin anywhere. ]

When you stop spewing idiocy I'll make an attempt to be more compliant.

[ridicules]

Gutting me, huh?

Well, hate to break your little blackened heart, pal, but that's not gonna happen.

[Nevermind the starts of a raging headache in his head and subsequent throbbing sensation coming from the Devil Bringer.]

[daddywasntthere]

[ A slight smirk with zero humor in it. ]

Foolish child. Arrogant and headstrong - you'd fit right into the family, borrowed power and all.

[devil_within]

A sword? [Hmph.] A crutch.

[daddywasntthere]

And what would you suggest?

[remediation]

[u r kind of a jerk, Vergil. Just sayin'.]

Forgive me if I'm wrong, but... insulting your mun doesn't seem like a good way to go about things.

[daddywasntthere]

[ don't hate him 'cause he's beautiful ]

Nor does silent compliance or pandering. Your point?

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ After battle's fog clears
What we can learn from this devil's tears
Is, if after an attack
You slick your hair back
It'll stay that way for twenty years ♪

[daddywasntthere]

[ ...bless you, regretzio. bless everything you touch. ]

I was not inviting discussion of my hairstyle. If it's all you have to offer, be gone.

[sakrifica]

[ and there is nothing that could have prepared her for this moment. a small smile purses her lips as tears spill down the sides of her face. he's grown into such a handsome young man... ] Vergil.

S C R E A M

[daddywasntthere]

[ Likewise, the sight of her alone is staggering, Vergil's eyes going slightly wide, but when the voice comes, the particular tone of his name and her voice around the syllables, it's certain. So much memory buried deep in him that he's tried so hard to suppress, to deny, whelms in a sudden surge and he has to fight the near painful tightening in his throat, body going rigid. He tries very hard for detached, indifferent, but there's a barely audible rasp to his voice. ]

Mother. [ A swallows dryly, looking off over her shoulder, rather than her face. ] I hadn't thought we'd see you again.

[ladylightning]

Oh, I can tell you're going to be a pleasure to be around.

[daddywasntthere]

[ OUT WITH YOU, HARLOT D8< ] If you can tolerate my brother, I'm certain you'll survive me. [ unless he stabs you in the face but w/e thats generally an assumed risk ]

haaay

[magnificat]

What do you mean worshiping your father?

sup boo how you livin

[daddywasntthere]

[ Oh. You. Ew. ] Exactly as I say. A religious order worshiping Sparda. Upon an island dubbed Fortuna.

[dux_atrum]

Give the blade a bit of credit Vergil. Yamato is perfectly capable of refusing a master.

papa :<

[daddywasntthere]

[ There a moment of widened eyes and stiffness, but of anyone, Vergil is capable of keeping his composure. His mouth tugs into a slight frown. ] And its prior master should have no say in its fate?

[fuilarsa]

[Hello, fellow half-demon.]

Regeneration. Futile.

[daddywasntthere]

[ Sup ]

...Pardon?