[ Today is one of those quiet days, those slow days, where there isn't much coming in and what little jobs are available already got snatched up by the girls. He would have joined had it not been for Lady's compelling argument about debt or something─which is to say he had been bullied into staying behind and manning the fort under pain of only eating salad for a week. Ugh, fate worse than death.
So naturally what done the Legendary Demon Hunter do on a slow day? Turn off all the lights, unhook the phone, and take a god damn nap. What? He works hard, he deserves some uninterrupted sleep once in a while.
Well, it would have been interrupted had he thought to lock the door and flick the sign around to "Closed."
Dante hears Nero enter with the sharp jingle of the front door bell, hears the disappointed huff and listens to him make his way all the way up to the desk. A swift kick to his legs Dante precarious balance is disrupted and he slump forward with a groan, scowling. ]
Can't a guy get some shut eye around here? [ That's his magazine, thank you, he's gonna try to get that back. ] Give that back, kid.
[Welcome to how your nephew treats family, Dante. Try not to grow any grey hairs.
Nero pulls the magazine further out of Dante's reach, having a look around the shop and taking his time in doing so. Even with the random pizza boxes it's still cleaner than the van (though really, he doesn't mind the mess it is, it feels more familiar like that), though Nico would argue the mess comes from him rather than her. He shoves an empty box onto the floor and settles on the couch; Devil Bringer lazily holding onto the kidnapped prize.]
Trish and Lady out? [He's surprised they didn't drag him, honestly, those two love to give him a hassle any chance they get. It's part of the reason why Nero doesn't visit often, because whatever they can't do with Dante, they definitely try to pester with him instead. Small mercies, honestly.]
[ Haha, real funny. It's not like he already has a head of white hair.
Dante chases the magazine as far as the edge of desk before slumping back into the chair, arms crossed and scowl upon his face. Thanks you little shit, he had been having a perfect dream until you came along. He leans back, feet kicking off an empty pizza box of the desk to rest his feet up once again. ]
Yeah, on a job. [ Something he is both annoyed and grateful for. Part of him would rather be on a job than manning the fort, but another part of him would rather not be nagged for the umpteenth time about the state of the shop. Their current hassle crusade. ] What about Nico?
[Congrats at looking like a bit of a child, though Nero keeps that to himself, snorting back something of a laugh. It takes a moment, but he tosses the magazine back at the desk, just so Dante has something to cover his eyes with.] What, they ground you for something?
[At the mention of Nico, though? He lets out an aggravated sigh.] Considering she's putting me on blast for nearly breaking a prototype, she's busy. [It's not his fault she left it out and a group of demons almost ransacked the van. Nero had to take care of them, obviously. Shit happens, she'll cool off eventually.]
[ That's a win for Dante. The scowl changes for a grin as he catches the magazine, tossing it onto a empty spot on the desk. Later he'll cover his face when his nephew isn't demanding attention and leaves him to sleep in peace. ]
Something like that. [ A dismissive wave. ] They made it real clear they didn't need any help with this one.
[ The subject change makes him grin, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at Nero. ] Ah, you got grounded too huh? [ Banned from the van, banned from a job, aren't they a pair. ] She'll cool down eventually, though it's probably a good idea to steer clear for a while.
Sounds like a day that ends in y. [Nero makes it easier for Dante to at least catch the snort as he speaks. Whether his comment is on Dante being bullied or the girls doing what they want, it's hard to say. It might just be both.] Gotta be rough.
[He huffs at that, though. God, Dante, he's not a kid!!!! It's not a grounding!!!] Yeah, well- I'd rather not get my ass run over the next time she sees me.
[No, it's absolutely a grounding and he knows it is, but he's also stubborn. Isn't that familiar?]
[ Dante snorts, shaking his head. Nico sounds just as bad as Lady, it isn't surprising they get along so well. ]
Not as rough as being kicked out of my own van.
[ Come one, it's totally being grounded. Worse even. ]
So, [ He leans back in the chair, floor boards creaking as he does so. ] Why did you come here for? No where else to go? Or did you really want to come visit little old me?
Pretty sure she can do worse. [ Don’t tempt fate, man, Nico could hound his ass even worse, and Nero definitely doesn’t want that.]
Don’t flatter yourself. [He scoffs and rolls his eyes just a little at that. Yeah, it’s bad, but he’ll live with it!! He’s not as bad as Dante in terms of debt or reputation.] I figured trouble had to be out somewhere- I’m just surprised it’s not here with you.
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So naturally what done the Legendary Demon Hunter do on a slow day? Turn off all the lights, unhook the phone, and take a god damn nap. What? He works hard, he deserves some uninterrupted sleep once in a while.
Well, it would have been interrupted had he thought to lock the door and flick the sign around to "Closed."
Dante hears Nero enter with the sharp jingle of the front door bell, hears the disappointed huff and listens to him make his way all the way up to the desk. A swift kick to his legs Dante precarious balance is disrupted and he slump forward with a groan, scowling. ]
Can't a guy get some shut eye around here? [ That's his magazine, thank you, he's gonna try to get that back. ] Give that back, kid.
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Nero pulls the magazine further out of Dante's reach, having a look around the shop and taking his time in doing so. Even with the random pizza boxes it's still cleaner than the van (though really, he doesn't mind the mess it is, it feels more familiar like that), though Nico would argue the mess comes from him rather than her. He shoves an empty box onto the floor and settles on the couch; Devil Bringer lazily holding onto the kidnapped prize.]
Trish and Lady out? [He's surprised they didn't drag him, honestly, those two love to give him a hassle any chance they get. It's part of the reason why Nero doesn't visit often, because whatever they can't do with Dante, they definitely try to pester with him instead. Small mercies, honestly.]
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Dante chases the magazine as far as the edge of desk before slumping back into the chair, arms crossed and scowl upon his face. Thanks you little shit, he had been having a perfect dream until you came along. He leans back, feet kicking off an empty pizza box of the desk to rest his feet up once again. ]
Yeah, on a job. [ Something he is both annoyed and grateful for. Part of him would rather be on a job than manning the fort, but another part of him would rather not be nagged for the umpteenth time about the state of the shop. Their current hassle crusade. ] What about Nico?
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[At the mention of Nico, though? He lets out an aggravated sigh.] Considering she's putting me on blast for nearly breaking a prototype, she's busy. [It's not his fault she left it out and a group of demons almost ransacked the van. Nero had to take care of them, obviously. Shit happens, she'll cool off eventually.]
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Something like that. [ A dismissive wave. ] They made it real clear they didn't need any help with this one.
[ The subject change makes him grin, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at Nero. ] Ah, you got grounded too huh? [ Banned from the van, banned from a job, aren't they a pair. ] She'll cool down eventually, though it's probably a good idea to steer clear for a while.
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[He huffs at that, though. God, Dante, he's not a kid!!!! It's not a grounding!!!] Yeah, well- I'd rather not get my ass run over the next time she sees me.
[No, it's absolutely a grounding and he knows it is, but he's also stubborn. Isn't that familiar?]
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Not as rough as being kicked out of my own van.
[ Come one, it's totally being grounded. Worse even. ]
So, [ He leans back in the chair, floor boards creaking as he does so. ] Why did you come here for? No where else to go? Or did you really want to come visit little old me?
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Don’t flatter yourself. [He scoffs and rolls his eyes just a little at that. Yeah, it’s bad, but he’ll live with it!! He’s not as bad as Dante in terms of debt or reputation.] I figured trouble had to be out somewhere- I’m just surprised it’s not here with you.
[He’s b o r e d. Save him.]