Careless AUing and overall foolishness.

[generallydemonic]

Really? Already, girl? Your willpower is lacking. I realize my brother's equally ridiculous landlord was only encouraging it, but the speed of your fall is still...disappointing.

You realize you can never play me anywhere of substance. I hope your intent with this is not to spend your time throwing me at 'memes' and other such foolishness. We both have better things to do.

No, I do not want to 'musebox' with my brother. [That suggestion gets a distinct and disapproving frown.] He is a moron and any version other than my own will have no idea what is going on or why my appearance has changed so drastically.

Just leave it alone. My business is just that; mine.

....No. I have no intention of abandoning the name Sephiroth. Leaving it behind will not erase the stigma of the mistakes attached to this life, and I have spent longer living with this name than I did as Vergil.

Comments

[devil_in_disguise]

Glad to see I'm missed, bro.

[generallydemonic]

I have never missed you in my life.

[He may be looking at a particular spot on Dante's torso right about now.]

[devil_in_disguise]

*B| Jerk.*

Glad to see fifty thousand years hasn't messed up my memory of how much of an asshole you are.

[generallydemonic]

I would be disappointed if you could forget such a central aspect of our relationship, brother.

[devil_in_disguise]

Did a good job of making it stick, since I've been doing my damnedest to forget what a pain in the ass my life was back then.

*Lies, he's been actively trying to remember his brother.*

[generallydemonic]

[Have a dismissive, unimpressed snort, 'Tony'.]

Why bother? I doubt it's improved much over the millenia. You're still you, after all.

[devil_in_disguise]

Maybe, maybe not. Been a while since the last time I've been shot in the head. And hardly anyone even uses swords anymore, so I can actually go a while without getting turned into a shishkebob.

[generallydemonic]

[Dante, meet Masamune. Masamune, Dante. He's sure you two will get along. Splort.]

Clearly you're overdue.

[devil_in_disguise]

*He calls Rebellion to his hand from...somewhere, but, well, he wasn't aware of just how long his brother's new sword was. Splort.*

Ya know, I knew the replacement body had to be a downgrade, but I never thought you were the type for that sort of compensation.

[generallydemonic]

[ :| He is just going to twist his blade like so, and he doesn't feel bad at all because you absolutely deserve it and will probably barely notice anyway. Idiot.]

Actually, I find I'm becoming quite fond of it. Better bone structure. Less mileage. And I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to take my word for it that this is advertisement.

[devil_in_disguise]

*Yeah, all he does to indicate that he realizes there's a sword stuck through his chest is spit a bit of blood at him.*

Maybe I oughta drop this disguise, I think however long it's been went and rusted your memory. And you know, there's no replacement for experience.

[generallydemonic]

[Disgusting and crude as ever.]

There's nothing wrong with my memory, it's your judgment that is in question. And I suspect that I still surpass you as far as 'experience' is concerned.

[devil_in_disguise]

You know what your problem is, bro? You always underestimate me.

*And he's lunging forward, driving the point of his sword toward Vergil's chest. Even though this just drives him further onto the Masamune.*

[generallydemonic]

[He's not even going to bother trying to avoid that. He doesn't care and honestly the 'family curse' only got more active after he remembered his previous life.

Dante does, however, get a Firaga to the face.]

You are my problem, period. And I've taken bigger.

[devil_in_disguise]

*He blocks that with one hand, the other still on Rebellion.*

Well, I'm sure you've heard the saying. It's not about the size...it's how you use it.

*And this is him pulling the blade up in an effort to cut up and out your shoulder.*