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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 3:10:43 GMT -6
"Five minutes... Have faith in our kid Mari, Tony's got this... just wait about five minutes... that's what he said..."
“Five minutes.”
Repeated Luca before sitting back down in her throne, preparing for what would no doubt be the longest five minutes of her existence.
“Five minutes... Tea. I need tea. Does anybody else need tea?” |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 3:15:16 GMT -6
"I'd like a beer better..." He muttered under his breath... what if this didn't pan out, then he just allowed his own son to kill himself. Once again... he got to spend such little time with his own son. If his plan did pan out... Dante would do everything in his power in order to... to prevent this feeling of loss for a third time.
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 3:25:42 GMT -6
Luca kept a hand to her forehead, doing her best to keep her mind focused on other things to kill time as quickly as possible. All this power at her possession and she was still made victim by time's cruel hand, like all mothers that came before her who worried for their children. Waiting impatiently for them to come home after disappearing. Edie looked between the two of them, understanding the feeling. Every time she looked at Dante though her mind kept going back to memories that weren't her own. Memories of Dante as a baby alongside his twin brother Vergil crying. That was all Sparda knew of them at the time his blood was taken from his veins to create her.
“A cold one sounds good right about now.”
“Right. Butler!”
A stereotypical butler in a black suit and tie entered the room and bowed before Luca. Fancy but no Sebastian.
“A cup of tea and a bottle of beer for Edie and our guest.”
The butler nodded and then left the throne room to supply them with their request. |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 3:31:42 GMT -6
Dante had been counting the seconds in his head, so far... one hundred and eighty seconds had passed... so that meant about three minutes. "Two minutes left..." unease was settled deep within his tone, a rare thing for Dante to show so openly...
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 3:36:45 GMT -6
The butler returned with a plate in hand, presenting it to Dante and then Edie for them to take their beers before holding it up to Luca. She took her tea and took a quick sip, holding it between her hands which were shaking slightly while the butler took his leave. Her eyes returning to Dante.
“It's good to see you. I was beginning to think you'd never find your way out of the Netherrealm. How's Ranko?” |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 3:41:17 GMT -6
"Still a bitch. As always." It didn't take long for him to start drinking from the mug he was given, anything to calm his nerves right about now... two hundred seconds... "I got out of there by the skin of my teeth really... It would seem I'm weening from my prime." Another drink... two hundred and ten seconds. "What about you? How'd you manage all of this? last I saw you, you were at the battle of Aircano as well... So, what all have I missed?" Idle banter and small talk... it'd help to pass the time.
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 3:48:35 GMT -6
"Still a bitch. As always. I got out of there by the skin of my teeth really... It would seem I'm weening from my prime."
“Your prime will go quickly.”
"What about you? How'd you manage all of this? last I saw you, you were at the battle of Aircano as well... So, what all have I missed?"
“She loves explaining this,” said Edie in-between jugs of her own mug.
“Aper obliterated me but I never was one to lay down and play dead. I evolved, I returned and created this place from the remnants of countless worlds that was destroyed by the Arashi. If you wanted to be technical I guess you could call this place home. Many of those from Domino City wouldn't though. I hear they don't like me.” |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 3:55:44 GMT -6
Dante just shrugged, slurping down his brew before refilling. One thousand, four hundred and forty... one more minute left. Just one more minute... Dante had faith, this was a kid that as a human, managed to trek through four layers of the demon world just to free him from his prison. "I see," He said, slamming the beer back and emptying the mug. "I guess that's fine, I'm not liked much by them either." He looked to where the portal was, waiting, his nerves on edge. He was now counting down from sixty...
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 4:06:10 GMT -6
"I see. I guess that's fine, I'm not liked much by them either."
“They can't stand me. I've been meaning to pay Arix back for the arm.”
“Are you looking to acquire a second Devil Bringer?”
Edie said nothing and went back to drinking her beer while Luca enjoyed another delicate sip of her tea, leaning back into her seat and trying to make herself more comfortable.
“Time is torture.” |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 4:14:02 GMT -6
"Twenty seconds left..." Dante remarked towards Mari's last comment. Twenty seconds and counting down... god this was more stressful than the first time he ever fought Mundus. Tony had to make it... He slammed down another beer still keeping count in his head. Ten... ten seconds left. His thoughts became audible speech. "Nine... Eight... Seven..." God this sucked so much! "Six... Five... Four..." Dante was now starring at the location where they last saw and felt Tony... Dante holding his breath...
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 4:19:10 GMT -6
Luca about spilled her cup. Something she never did while drinking tea. Coffee maybe, but never tea. Edie's eyes ventured to the opened portal while Dante counted down the seconds that remained. Luca wasn't far behind as she leaned in her chair watching the portal.
“Three... two... one.” |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 4:22:04 GMT -6
There was a large tremor and the portal closed. Dante's hands began to shake... and soon anger over took him as he slammed the mug to the tile floor, shattering it. "Damnit! Tony no!" Dante had took a running leap but only landed on his knees as the portal closed. Too late... He had lost his son again.
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 4:28:54 GMT -6
“Anthony!”
Luca was back on her feet, the tea cup fallen and shattering against the ground as tea spilled over the tile floor. Edie was inspecting the area where the portal had stood before closing while Luca looked to the empty space in disbelief. Her son... Her only son...
Gone forever. |
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Post by dmc89 on Sept 17, 2012 4:33:39 GMT -6
Both Dante and Luca felt the same thing right now... that agonizing despair... he dropped to his knees. Tears slowly rolling down his lowered face. Tony was gone... and not even this he could survive from. His fists clenched tightly, the leather of the gloves making creaking noises as the tears began to flow more freely now.
"C'mon pops, What's that you always used to say? I think it went something like... Devils Never Cry?!" Tony's voice echoed loudly within the throne room's walls.
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Post by Ayen on Sept 17, 2012 4:40:20 GMT -6
"C'mon pops, What's that you always used to say? I think it went something like... Devils Never Cry?!"
“Anthony?”
Luca and Edie looked around the throne room for the source of the voice. Even though they could hear him as clear as day he was nowhere to be seen, and Luca couldn't sense him as being in the room.
“Anthony, where are you?” |
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