IC Contact (Folkmore)

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I don't need to. I want to.

[He folds his arms and leans back against the dryer.]

Isn't it normal to want your family members to get along? I care about you both. If I can do anything to make communicating easier between you, I'm happy to.

[devilblooded]

We get along fine, kiddo.

( To which he throws Nero a look of disbelief. )

Every family just has their moments.

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I know that. You think I'd still be living here if you two morons were at each others' throats day in and day out?

[He gestures upwards, vaguely indicating Vergil... wherever he is.]

But you're nervous to talk about your dad with him, and it seems like that would make you feel better. So...? Why don't you let me help?

[devilblooded]

Maybe the more important question is: why are you so damn nosy?

( Heh. Humor to lighten the mood. )

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[Yeah nice try, Dante.]

Because my uncle's a stubborn dumbass who'll take the whole world on his shoulders and never asks for help, no matter how much it kicks his ass?

[An eyebrow quirks, slyly challenging.]

I'm just sayin'... You don't have to do everything by yourself.

[devilblooded]

( Tilting his head some, he grins faintly. )

Now how could I ever take everything on my own when I've got you being so damn obnoxious about me not doing that?

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I don't know, buddy, but you sure keep trying anyway.

[Nero smirks at him and shakes his head.]

You might as well give up and let me in. I'll outstubborn you any day, old man.

[devilblooded]

( At that, he waves a hand. )

Kids these days. No respect for their elders. Well I never.

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Not a day in my life. And I ain't starting now, Unc.

[Nero gets the sense that pushing harder isn't going to work out. Either he pushes too much and Dante gets mad, or he just straight up shuts down. So he'll let up for now, turning his attention instead to taking Dante's jacket off the dryer and letting it hang from his hands.]

Anyway. Just think about it, okay? [Shake-a shake-a shake the jacket.] Here you go. I think I got most of it off.

[devilblooded]

( Arms still crossed there in front of his bare chest, he smiles faintly at the state of his jacket. )

Thanks, kid. Bang up job.

( A nod, he turns some — intends to maybe either get something to eat or put a shirt on, but. Instead, he stands there, letting his back press against the entryway as he mulls something over for a moment. )

What would you even say to him?

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[Nero's turned around to tidy up the laundry area, though he pauses once it's apparent Dante isn't actually leaving yet. He gazes at his uncle's back and cracks the tiniest of smiles.]

To Dad? [He thinks about it a moment.] I'd tell him that you want to talk, but you're worried about being misunderstood. So I'd ask if he could listen to you and let you finish before he takes any conclusions from it. Just like with me and him.

Something like that.

[devilblooded]

( It's still a little weird to hear Nero so openly refer to Vergil as dad even if that is who he is to him. He wonders then, for a moment, how life would have been if his brother hadn't made the choices he had after he — unknowingly — conceived Nero. What if he had stayed? What if he had learned he was to be a father? Would he have made different decisions? Would he have let him know he was [going to be] an uncle? So many different possibilities he'll never really know the answers to. Not that it really matters all that much since they're here now.

So, smile still faint there on his lips, he hums. As if in consideration. )

Well. Good to know.

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[At least he's planted a seed. Made him think about it a little bit. The funny think is, after spending time with both of them, Nero's finding he's actually worse at reading Dante than he is at reading Vergil. But he doesn't think he's bad at it, necessarily... it's just something he'll have to wait out and see.

He tilts his head suddenly.]

Hey, Dante.

[devilblooded]

( Slight turn there, he looks over to the kid, brow raised. )

Yeah?

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Next time you go to the swamp, I wanna go too. I've got some new tricks to try out.

[He smirks.]

I've been working out. We're overdue for a party.

[devilblooded]

( Stating to him, he chuckles softly under his breath then. )

Sure thing, kiddo. Long as you can keep up.

( He mostly means with the flying part because something you sort of have to do to get there. Unless you're Vergil with a portal opening sword. )

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I can now! [He's been grinding purple orbs practicing!]

...As long as we go fast and I bring a sports drink in my bag, heh.

[devilblooded]

( He grins a little. )

Is there any other way?

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Bullshit sword portals?

[Yeah, Dad, they're KINDA BULLSHIT...]

[devilblooded]

( Unable to help himself, he chuckles a bit. )

It is pretty rude of him, huh?

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Nothing like busting your ass to get somewhere on time, and here he is, stepping out of a portal...

[They're at the point Nero can give Vergil a hard time now. That's good!]

Meanwhile, us tough guys gotta walk and fly.

[devilblooded]

Every time, right?

( Chuckle on his lips, he smiles to the kid then. )

What a guy.

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What a guy.

[He smirks and turns back to the laundry. Not too much to tidy up, but a few things to put away and wipe up.]

I'm making burgers tonight. You gonna be around for dinner?

[devilblooded]

Where else am I gonna be?

( Asked with a lazy shrug. )

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Out in a swamp wrestling gators?

[I mean... is he wrong though?]