[After a look round the inside, it's no surprise Nero ends up at the wall that's slowly being swallowed up by notes, sketches, and maps with vague locations circled, or scribbled out. Cute. Even a kill count at the bottom.
He stiffens up when a woman comes up beside him to inspect it. Yeah, he belongs here, same as any devil hunter -- but fuck, for him, there hadn't been many to shop talk with. Nico, mostly, and the lion's share of that was whatever info she was interested in combing for new mats or ideas for the next invention. Dante was... well, Dante, and he was picky as hell on the hunt.
Nero picked up what was there. Plenty of stragglers in Fortuna, but with most of the Order's knights gone... it was mostly just him. A one-man, one-armed army.
Now he's back to two. (Still feels weird, by the way. He'd just gotten used to having one.)
He glances at her. Impossible to miss the scar on her face. Something big would've needed to do it, he thinks. Or it was from a really ill-advised knife trick.
But -- Fuck's sake. They just give anyone white hair around here, huh? Some stupid god out there was laughing at him.]
Free Cities get all the fun, huh? [He starts, a little stiffly, tapping on a hastily sketched howler.] Seriously, what is this thing? Looks like someone dropped a box of nails on a turtle.
[Suffice to say, Nero probably did not impress his girlfriend on their first date with his sense of humor.]
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He stiffens up when a woman comes up beside him to inspect it. Yeah, he belongs here, same as any devil hunter -- but fuck, for him, there hadn't been many to shop talk with. Nico, mostly, and the lion's share of that was whatever info she was interested in combing for new mats or ideas for the next invention. Dante was... well, Dante, and he was picky as hell on the hunt.
Nero picked up what was there. Plenty of stragglers in Fortuna, but with most of the Order's knights gone... it was mostly just him. A one-man, one-armed army.
Now he's back to two. (Still feels weird, by the way. He'd just gotten used to having one.)
He glances at her. Impossible to miss the scar on her face. Something big would've needed to do it, he thinks. Or it was from a really ill-advised knife trick.
But -- Fuck's sake. They just give anyone white hair around here, huh? Some stupid god out there was laughing at him.]
Free Cities get all the fun, huh? [He starts, a little stiffly, tapping on a hastily sketched howler.] Seriously, what is this thing? Looks like someone dropped a box of nails on a turtle.
[Suffice to say, Nero probably did not impress his girlfriend on their first date with his sense of humor.]