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D A N T E ( Big Disaster Energy ) ([personal profile] advivo) wrote2019-08-08 03:16 pm
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ic contact.



"Devil May Cry, leave a message after the beep and maybe I'll get back to you."

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[personal profile] darksoulwithlight 2020-02-21 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[She does listen when he speaks - for all the shit she gives him and vice versa, when he has something to say that matters, she'll listen, even if that small, treacherous voice in her head snipes disagreement at every opportunity. It shouldn't matter, she is her own woman and she had outgrown her original purpose before the first tremors shook the foundations of Mallet Island, she knows all of this.

She knows she should be above and beyond caring about the resemblance, and for god's sake she's talking to a twin about her hang-ups of having the same face as someone else. It's so stupid she should be laughing.

Twenty years, huh?

It hits her then that Dante's spent more of his life with her than he ever had the chance to with his mother.

Her eyes follow him as his hand falls from her chin and she can't help but feel a fresh kind of sadness over this whole mess. Two decades later and the three-eyed fuckface is still finding ways to ruin lives, even while dead and gone (hopefully). It's bullshit.]


I do know that. I know you don't see me as an imitation of her.

[You have the face, but you'll never have her fire!

The treacherous voice can go fuck itself.

She sighs, props her elbows up on her knees and takes her head in her hands, laughing mirthlessly. How can it be after twenty years she still finds herself cast in the shadow of a woman she never even knew and feel like she should make apologies for it? It's not her fault she was created this way.]


I like how I look, you know? I always have. I like being me. I don't- I stopped wondering if I was just meant to be a total copy of her a long time ago but... I don't know. This wasn't what I wanted to see when I went to shower this morning. Kinda threw me a bit.

[She puts a hand on her collarbone over the words, and offers him a small, sheepish smile.]

I mean look at this, you're acting as peacekeeper and keeping me in check here. Everything's messed up.