Quotes

[Rae]

Vergil retreated back into himself, sensing that there was no more ‘logical’ conversation to be had, and Dante glared. This was why he never pondered things. No, not because his brother didn’t want to discuss them with him, but because he didn’t want to turn into his stuck up know-it-all of twin.

“Verge?” he inquired, starting to feel wrongly ignored. “Vergil…Vergie…Verge…Veeeeerge….”

Not receiving a reply, Dante picked up the extra book his brother had brought and inspected the cover. And without thinking of the repercussions, he lobbed it as his brother’s spiky, ego-inflated head. In the split second between the dull thudding of the book hitting its target and a severely angered Vergil pouncing on him, Dante decided that all in all today had been a pretty good day.

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From Dante Dreaming chapter 2.

[Rae]

Me: "*randomly* I think Vergil's gonna steal my ice cream. :S He keeps looking at me like he is."
Mum: ""
Me: "*awkwardly* Er...I mean in the game. He's gonna kick my butt and steal my ice cream."

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Me: "*imitating Vergil* Why do you refuse to gain ice cream?!"
Mum: "*imitating Dante* Er...I don't."

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Mum: "Now I feel all nervous again. I mean...he has a great body."
Me: "...But what does that have to do with talking on the phone?"

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Can anyone say "too much time on our hands"? XD

[clairavance]

Dante: F*cking b*tches.
Trish: @lady: Is Dante talking about us? @_@

Sparda: Has just blocked Nevan.

Dante: Hates his life.
Dante: @vergil @sparda: Why can't we ever just f*cking die?

Nero: @trish: Why do you have a picture of my butt?
Trish: Could die.

ROFL! Best quotes EVER! Seriously I was crying I was laughing so hard.

[Rae]

LOL Thankies. XD *glad you liked them*

[Rae]

Me: "*points at someone's MSN status* Wow...look at all those OMGs...."
Mum: "*without thinking* Oh my gosh...."
Both: "*look at each other* -lmao XD"

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^^;

[Rae]

Death: Dante...sometimes we must push aside our feelings for the good of the many.
Dante: ...That doesn't change the fact that you're a b*tch.

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Dante doesn't like Death, and Death finds Dante mildly tolerable.

[Rae]

Dante: "*laughs* I'm debating with Death...I must be losing my mind."

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Death: "And you hasten the coming of your own demise."
Dante: "So you're telling me by telling Trish to take a hike, I've not only killed myself, but permanently screwed the world up? Well, f*ck me. So what are you going to do tie to one of the these trees and have some demon kick me in nuts fort all eternity as punishment?"
Death: "*giggles* Of course not. I would do it myself. With your own sword."
Dante: "D@mn you're one cold b*tch."

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Dante: "Either prove why going it alone is a mistake or shut up."

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Death: "You wish to have answers?"
Dante: "*sarcastically* No. I wish to have a pizza."

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Death: "Tell me...what do you remember of your brother?"
Dante: "I remember Vergil foolishly went after our father's power. He messed with things that should've been left alone, and ended up dead. So have you seen him lately? He must be staying in your territory."
Death: "*shakes her head, amused* Perhaps I have...though, if he is in fact dead, he wouldn't be in my territory. I only lord over those who have died due to mistake and error."
Dante: "*incredulously* Don't you call reopening the gate to the demon world a mistake?"

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RPG for a later scene in Rebellion. Thanks for all the great Dante lines, Prongs! =D

[Rae]

Vergil looked over at the woman sleeping in his bed, his expression impassive before he turned back to the window. For such a petite girl, she sure seemed to know how to push his buttons in a way that none but Dante had ever managed. Perhaps that was why he hadn’t killed her when she’d first sought revenge against him. Perhaps that was also why, an hour after her attempt, he’d gone to Mundus, and, risking sounding like a petulant child, had said nothing more to him than that he wanted her.

Like she was a new toy. Something to possess before someone got their hands on it first.

Truth be told, there were very few things he possessed or felt possessively for. His amulet and Yamato, namely being them. When he was a child, he’d considered Dante among them. As a teenager, his books. His knowledge. His power. And now…the girl. They were all his…and no one could harm or abuse them but himself.

As though unable to resist, Vergil cast another glance toward Kyrie. The dim moonlight had turned her skin deathly pale as she curled up amongst his blankets. She looked…like a porcelain doll…fragile and cold.

And he had the sudden inexplicable urge to break her. To take her in his arms and utterly destroy her. The half devil could picture it all very clearly. The muscles in her neck tensing as she screamed. The way her small hands would push futilely against him until she gave up and he let her run. The distinctive ring of Yamato as the blade was unleashed upon its target. The spurt of red against her still-warm flesh. The look on her face as her last breath passed her lips.

Vergil’s breath caught and his hands tightened around Yamato’s hilt. No…he wouldn’t break his doll. Not yet, any way. Because if he did…she would be gone. Just like Eva. Just like Dante.

The blue-clad devil closed his eyes in irritation and pushed a stray lock of hair out of his face. Thoughts like these were of no use to him. They only served to weaken his defenses, and he would not allow that.

As he turned back to the dark window, something tugged at the back of his mind and he remembered something Arkham had once told him. A storm is approaching….

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Bit from Rebellion. I was at my Gran's last night and this just came to me. It was kinda inspired by DMC3 and Vergil's greed...as well as the fact that I don't think people write him as greedy or possessive or demented enough. (Well, with the exception of you, Claire. ^^; ) And...I admit, I usually fail at it. -fruspanda- Sappy Vergil is sappy. :/ *pokes sappy Vergil*
I would like to add to Nero that I have no intention of harming Kyrie. Unless she chooses to run me through with a knife again...then things may change.

[Rae]

Dante ignored that his brother and Trish were entwined, nude and barely covered by a blanket, on the couch. His brother's weirdness could wait until his hangover was taken care of.

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Bit from my x-mas special. Mwahaha. *evil laugh**coughs* >_> Er...yeah. Vergie/Trish thing was inspired by something Claire wrote. >_>

[clairavance]

^lol....whut? What did I write to inspire that? ROFL XDDD

[Rae]

^ XDDD On Mission 666 you wrote...erm...

The Vergil and Lady pairings just don't do it for me either. But then I wonder, why do they want to pair him up with Lady and never Trish? I've never seen anyone try to pair him up with Trish.

^That. ^^; So...it kinda inspired me to stick 'em together? >_>

[Rae]

Dante woke with a groan, his tired muscles screaming in protest as he abruptly sat up. He felt like he’d ran up some giant tower a few times. Oh, wait...I’ve done that, he thought snarkily as he dragged himself out of bed and hunted down his pants.

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Tiny, tiny, tiny snippet of Rebellion. Dante seems to have lost his pants. Mwahahaha. >X3

[raven1972]

I hope he has underwear one LOL

[Rae]

^LOL I doubt he does...but...for the sake of not killing fangirls with nosebleeds, let's just say he does. >_>

[raven1972]

LOL good call