At some old island named Fortuna. Back then I was just a knight and all of a sudden Dante appeared.
He used to piss me off all the time.
[Sometimes Nero is more like Vergil than he thinks. He can understand why Dante makes Vergil so frustrated. They weren't really friends until recently because of that.]
[ his very existence infuriates vergil. he should have left him in the underworld, or even just on the street. yet his pride would not abide by it. no demon will consume his brother as a morsel. ]
So you were born on Fortuna. I recall going there once, a long time ago. [ his shoulders slack, a tired breath exhaling. ] My memory is much too vague to tell you more than that.
[ he's sure nero has speculated on who his parents are. though he knows one of them, vergil couldn't tell him more. between torn apart memories as nelo angelo, and a splintered life lived between demon and human vessels, he feels lost in himself. ]
Do you even remember what day of the week it is? Yeah, I didn't think so.
[Maybe Nero is just over compensating for his weakness by making humorous jokes. He's at least thankful that Vergil didn't kill Dante so he thinks there might be some hope for them.]
[ he doesn't know the day of the week, nor the month, and he only has a passing grasp on the year. so much time unaccounted for and he's not entirely sure he wants to know. but he makes the slightest chuckle at nero's suggestion. ]
You sound like him. Dante. [ who continues to snore behind them, completely oblivious. ] Your concern is unnecessary. If you have any to spare for me, give it to the fool passed out on the ground.
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He used to piss me off all the time.
[Sometimes Nero is more like Vergil than he thinks. He can understand why Dante makes Vergil so frustrated. They weren't really friends until recently because of that.]
Does he make you angry?
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[ his very existence infuriates vergil. he should have left him in the underworld, or even just on the street. yet his pride would not abide by it. no demon will consume his brother as a morsel. ]
So you were born on Fortuna. I recall going there once, a long time ago. [ his shoulders slack, a tired breath exhaling. ] My memory is much too vague to tell you more than that.
[ he's sure nero has speculated on who his parents are. though he knows one of them, vergil couldn't tell him more. between torn apart memories as nelo angelo, and a splintered life lived between demon and human vessels, he feels lost in himself. ]
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[Maybe Nero is just over compensating for his weakness by making humorous jokes. He's at least thankful that Vergil didn't kill Dante so he thinks there might be some hope for them.]
You've been through a lot so just take it easy.
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You sound like him. Dante. [ who continues to snore behind them, completely oblivious. ] Your concern is unnecessary. If you have any to spare for me, give it to the fool passed out on the ground.
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[Listen, Nero's upset that Vergil compared him to Dante. The word dad is emphasized to a ridiculous point.]
What about you? Do you have somewhere else you need to be?