Mission 6: Rebirth and new hope (Backdated to middle of the night)

[hellspawnedhero]

*Look who it is! Dante looks like he's just had a long day and there is blood on his shirt, but otherwise he looks remarkably good for a guy who's supposedly dead. A large, red amulet is hanging in front of his chest instead of being tucked under his shirt where it usually is (when he's wearing one) and he's running a hand through his hair with a sigh when the feed connects.*

Alright guys, you can ignore everything Coronamon said a while ago. Well, aside from all of it bein' one big accident. I ain't dead. In fact, I'm doin' pretty good for right after a fight with Verge. Just a little sore instead of hurting in places I wasn't sure could hurt.

And like I said, the whole thing was an accident. It was supposed to be nothin' but good fun and a chance for both of us to work out some irritations with the situation at large. We just both got a little carried away and forgot that a little stabbing between brothers would actually be a problem. That's right, both of us. So if you're plannin' on hurting the guy responsible, you're gonna have to take it out on me, too. And if you pick a fight with Verge, you got no sympathy from me when he kicks your ass.

*He lets his hand drop from his head with another sigh.*

Already said this to some of you, but thanks to everyone who helped calm Coronamon down. He's takin' a nap now.

Oh, and Maya? You owe me a new tub of ice cream!

Comments

[bewarethefaeries]

Yeah...think I'm going to be avoiding all that. I've been shot at enough in my life, I think I can live without that threat hanging over my head.

[hellspawnedhero]

And I ain't looking to add an eighth stabbing just yet.

[bewarethefaeries]

Well, whoever is on the line with you right now sounds like she might take a swing for it.

[hellspawnedhero]

And that's why I always know where my weapons are.

[bewarethefaeries]

[Weapons? Now that was a topic Laguna could get in on]

Really? What kinda weapons are you packing, huh?

[hellspawnedhero]

Right now? Got a sword and some gauntlets. My guns ain't workin' and the other two things I got need magic to work.

[bewarethefaeries]

Well, I'm not a swords and staffs kinda guy, but I do know a thing or two about guns. I can take a look at yours if you want.

[hellspawnedhero]

Nah, I'm workin' on 'em myself. I ain't a big fan of lettin' other people tinker with 'em.

[bewarethefaeries]

Yeah, I can understand that...its like letting someone else touch a personal part of you; especially if you've been using the thing for long enough.

[hellspawnedhero]

Had Ebony and Ivory since I was a teenager.

*He pops the tab on his first beer, looking quite proud of this fact.*

[bewarethefaeries]

I guess you could say the same with me and my Machine Gun...I enlisted in the army when I was 18, so I've had it since then and its never let me down.

[Laguna was already taking a sip of his can, enjoying the subtle bitterness as it tried to mask the rest of its flavor with only minimal results]

[hellspawnedhero]

Had mine since I was...shit, maybe sixteen? Back when I was still doin' freelance work instead of havin' a proper business.