[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.
I was inclined to agree with you, but the uh, train thing? That was fucked up.
[He shakes his head with disgust.]
But even that... I guess it was a good thing to go through in the end. A little bullshit is worth it for getting to be here with you and Dad. [A chuckle.] And Trish... could you tell her to restock my sports drinks next time she's over? It's cool if she likes them too but I ran out before I worked out yesterday.
Well you do like to build and tinker around, so. That about tracks.
( Dante... not so much. He likes to play with his instruments or shoot some pool. Doesn't have a pool table for himself yet, but. He's got a dart board? And his jukebox. Progress. )
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He tilts his head suddenly.]
Hey, Dante.
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Yeah?
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[He smirks.]
I've been working out. We're overdue for a party.
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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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grinding purple orbspracticing!]...As long as we go fast and I bring a sports drink in my bag, heh.
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Is there any other way?
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[Yeah, Dad, they're KINDA BULLSHIT...]
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It is pretty rude of him, huh?
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[They're at the point Nero can give Vergil a hard time now. That's good!]
Meanwhile, us tough guys gotta walk and fly.
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( Chuckle on his lips, he smiles to the kid then. )
What a guy.
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[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?
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( Asked with a lazy shrug. )
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[I mean... is he wrong though?]
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( C'mon, kiddo. )
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[He's zeroing in on a recipe that Vergil likes. Thinks he's gonna nail it tonight. Just a little breadcrumbs, an egg yolk...]
Better go rest those old bones, then.
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( To which he shakes his head at the kid, playful little scoff under his breath. )
So you and your old man have talked and everything?
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[He glances at Dante again.]
We've been hanging out. I've been trying to find things we can do together that we both like. But we've been talking, yeah, like... normal.
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( Smile there, he gives a small nod. )
I'm glad it's working out for you here. That you're getting the time you deserve with him.
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[He smiles a little when he glances at Dante this time.]
Fucked up as it is here sometimes... and as much as I wasn't supposed to be here? It's worth everything to get to be with you guys.
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You think it's fucked up? I dunno. Doesn't seem all that bad to me.
( Then again, he has a way of being rather nonchalant with whatever life tends to throw at him, so. )
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[He shakes his head with disgust.]
But even that... I guess it was a good thing to go through in the end. A little bullshit is worth it for getting to be here with you and Dad. [A chuckle.] And Trish... could you tell her to restock my sports drinks next time she's over? It's cool if she likes them too but I ran out before I worked out yesterday.
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( To which he chuckles a bit and shakes his head. )
And I guess. You shy all of a sudden or something?
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[He leans his head back suddenly to look at him.] Didja see my weight bench? I built it in the garage all by myself.
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( Dante... not so much. He likes to play with his instruments or shoot some pool. Doesn't have a pool table for himself yet, but. He's got a dart board? And his jukebox. Progress. )