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I'm fine. Just taking a break from standing.
( And, you know, the room spinning suddenly. )
Your old man's more likely to throw his back out.
( And, you know, the room spinning suddenly. )
Your old man's more likely to throw his back out.
Maybe you should go check on him then. You know, make sure he hasn't snuck out through the window or anything.
( Heh. The thought is funny to imagine, but. Also not all that hard to believe in a way. )
( Heh. The thought is funny to imagine, but. Also not all that hard to believe in a way. )
( Well good for him.
The younger son, on the other hand, chooses to remain there on the floor for a bit longer until he's more or less sure the room has stopped spinning for the time being. That's when a hand presses against the floor and, using that demonic strength there in his veins, he pushes himself up off the floor. Slowly. Eyes squeezed shut as he does. Better safe than sorry!
He manages to get himself up on a knee β takes a moment to breathe β then slowly gets himself the rest of the way up. Slow, easy movements are the key here, which is a little annoying to someone like him, but. That seems to be the name of the game here. Once he's more or less up, he holds at the wall again and just presses his shoulder to it then. Again, got to take things nice and slow.
And then he's slowly making his way for the door to head on out. Nero's too busy with whatever in the kitchen, right? )
The younger son, on the other hand, chooses to remain there on the floor for a bit longer until he's more or less sure the room has stopped spinning for the time being. That's when a hand presses against the floor and, using that demonic strength there in his veins, he pushes himself up off the floor. Slowly. Eyes squeezed shut as he does. Better safe than sorry!
He manages to get himself up on a knee β takes a moment to breathe β then slowly gets himself the rest of the way up. Slow, easy movements are the key here, which is a little annoying to someone like him, but. That seems to be the name of the game here. Once he's more or less up, he holds at the wall again and just presses his shoulder to it then. Again, got to take things nice and slow.
And then he's slowly making his way for the door to head on out. Nero's too busy with whatever in the kitchen, right? )
( Oh god, why'd he go and spin him like that??
He can't even say anything because his head spins and his stomach lurches and there he goes, bending over, hands on his knees and eyes squeezed shut. )
Jesus, Nero. You can't just go spinning people around like that.
He can't even say anything because his head spins and his stomach lurches and there he goes, bending over, hands on his knees and eyes squeezed shut. )
Jesus, Nero. You can't just go spinning people around like that.
Now there's something you don't hear every day.
( Sorry, Verge, but he's not wrong.
He pushes Nero's hand off his shoulder and tries to straighten himself up some but it's just... a little hard to do at the moment, so he ends ups hunched over again, hands right back on his knees. He just... needs a second. Or two. Maybe three. )
I'm fine. Don't worry about me.
( Sorry, Verge, but he's not wrong.
He pushes Nero's hand off his shoulder and tries to straighten himself up some but it's just... a little hard to do at the moment, so he ends ups hunched over again, hands right back on his knees. He just... needs a second. Or two. Maybe three. )
I'm fine. Don't worry about me.
It's not a contest. A big, stubborn baby who won't accept help contest.
[Nero gives him those few seconds, just to see if he'll miraculously shake off the vertigo on his own. When Dante insists he shouldn't worry Nero sighs audibly, then reaches down to pick him up and gently set him over his shoulder in a fireman carry. No wing help needed! He's trying not to move him too fast, at least.]
C'mon, tough guy. Couch or bed?
[Nero gives him those few seconds, just to see if he'll miraculously shake off the vertigo on his own. When Dante insists he shouldn't worry Nero sighs audibly, then reaches down to pick him up and gently set him over his shoulder in a fireman carry. No wing help needed! He's trying not to move him too fast, at least.]
C'mon, tough guy. Couch or bed?
( What theβ
Alright. All of a sudden he's off the floor and over Nero's shoulder? This kid. Honestly. )
Why I oughtaβ
( But his words are cut short when he coughs a couple times there over Nero's shoulder, clearly not in the mood to try and fight him on this. Consider yourself lucky, kiddo. )
This what you did with your old man? And do you have any video footage if so?
Alright. All of a sudden he's off the floor and over Nero's shoulder? This kid. Honestly. )
Why I oughtaβ
( But his words are cut short when he coughs a couple times there over Nero's shoulder, clearly not in the mood to try and fight him on this. Consider yourself lucky, kiddo. )
This what you did with your old man? And do you have any video footage if so?
Ugh, take me to my room so I can lock you out and die in peace.
( And maybe sneak out the window but shh. No one has to know that. )
( And maybe sneak out the window but shh. No one has to know that. )
Dad said you guys don't get sick ever. So this is like an extreme case of the man-flu. [A beat. De-man flu. Heh. [Look, he thinks he's funny.
Nero hefts Dante into his bedroom, and is even kind enough not to bodyslam him onto the bed. This time. He cracks open a window for some fresh air, muttering as he goes.]
Jeez, you guys really are twins. Same sickness, same insistence it's gonna kill you to accept a little help...
[Then he parks it on the bed alongside Dante, sitting for a moment.]
Maybe you'll feel better if you sleep it off. Dad doesn't nap, [delivered in a perfect snotty impression of Vergil's voice] but it could help.
Nero hefts Dante into his bedroom, and is even kind enough not to bodyslam him onto the bed. This time. He cracks open a window for some fresh air, muttering as he goes.]
Jeez, you guys really are twins. Same sickness, same insistence it's gonna kill you to accept a little help...
[Then he parks it on the bed alongside Dante, sitting for a moment.]
Maybe you'll feel better if you sleep it off. Dad doesn't nap, [delivered in a perfect snotty impression of Vergil's voice] but it could help.
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( The moment he hits the bed, he groans because shit, his old bones. They ache. At least the spinning isn't as bad now? Probably because he's, once again, laying down. Still, he hates that he's been bitten with something and his demonic blood can't seem to shake it. A little concerning to say the least, but. Here he is. In his bed here... and Nero is sitting down on his bed. Oh. )
You mean to tell me I got this from your old man? I'm gonna cough all over him the second I can get up.
You mean to tell me I got this from your old man? I'm gonna cough all over him the second I can get up.
I don't know. His came on while we were sparring. He seemed to think it was something the Fox did, for some reason.
[Nero shrugs, and shows no real indication of leaving yet.]
Cough on him later. If you wake him up I'm gonna knock you both unconscious, the hard way.
[Nero shrugs, and shows no real indication of leaving yet.]
Cough on him later. If you wake him up I'm gonna knock you both unconscious, the hard way.
Anyone ever tell you violence isn't the answer to most things?
( Gosh, kiddo.
But he's just going to lay there. In boots and jacket and guns strapped to his back. Uncomfortable? A bit. But he's also had worse over the years and especially in his youth. )
You also don't have to stay and worry over me.
( Gosh, kiddo.
But he's just going to lay there. In boots and jacket and guns strapped to his back. Uncomfortable? A bit. But he's also had worse over the years and especially in his youth. )
You also don't have to stay and worry over me.
Yeah, but it works pretty well as a love language in this family.
[He glances at Dante over his shoulder and gives him a knowing smirk.]
I won't, I promise. Just actually try to take it easy until you feel better, okay? If I find you facedown on the driveway you're in big trouble.
[Nero gives him a pat on the leg and then stands up.]
Can I get you some water? Or take your boots off? You're not gonna lie there on top of your guns, are you?
[He glances at Dante over his shoulder and gives him a knowing smirk.]
I won't, I promise. Just actually try to take it easy until you feel better, okay? If I find you facedown on the driveway you're in big trouble.
[Nero gives him a pat on the leg and then stands up.]
Can I get you some water? Or take your boots off? You're not gonna lie there on top of your guns, are you?
What's wrong with that?
( Is he joking or being dead serious? It's hard to tell with him most days, isn't it? )
( Is he joking or being dead serious? It's hard to tell with him most days, isn't it? )
( At that, he chuckles a little... then coughs. )
Remember when I was out for a whole month? Maybe I'll take another nap that long. Or longer. You can hold the fort down with your old man, right?
Remember when I was out for a whole month? Maybe I'll take another nap that long. Or longer. You can hold the fort down with your old man, right?
( The nudge pulls a cough out of him which turns into a laugh and then a groan as he rubs at his head. It's not as bad as it had been when he was walking around all sluggish-like, but. It's still there. Least the room isn't spinning for him anymore. Now it's just a a throbbing in his head. )
Wouldn't want to get your lady love all sick now, would we?
( To which he gives Nero a weak little fingergun. )
Wouldn't want to get your lady love all sick now, would we?
( To which he gives Nero a weak little fingergun. )
[Another nudge, a little harder this time... he's aiming to take those guns off because honestly, Dante, nobody should need to tell you how to relax.]
No, but you'd better be ready for the best soup you've ever eaten in your life. When she hears you guys are sick she's gonna be all in on nurse mode. There'll be no stopping her.
No, but you'd better be ready for the best soup you've ever eaten in your life. When she hears you guys are sick she's gonna be all in on nurse mode. There'll be no stopping her.
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