Let's Rock

[hunterdevil]

Characters: Dante and YOU.
Setting: Dorm Halls (just outside room 2-20,) Cafeteria
Format: Starts prose, can roll with anything.
Summary: Dante wakes up. FINALLY. He's unhappy.
Warnings: None yet, but ... Dante. It could happen. Will update if it does. (Note: "It" could be anything from hitting on any passing by ladies to violently beheading his brother any smartass demons.)

* Dorm Halls

The door to Room 2-20 came flying open so hard it collided with the wall it was attached to, making a terrible echoing racket down the halls.

Dante, Son of Sparda, the "Legendary Dark Knight," slayer of Mundus, hero of millions, source of jealousy to men everywhere, and Devil Hunter was kind of pissed.

He was dressed now, with his weapons holstered. Or at least, Rebellion was in two halves on his back. He'd have to take care of that. But first, he needed to figure out where the hell "here" was.

And of all things...

Why did he have to get stuck in a freaking Tower?

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* Cafeteria

As he exited the elevator, Dante... gave a prompt and loud whistle, to make sure he had people's attention. So that he could be the center of it. Then, as he swaggered walked in he held up his hand as he counted things off.

"Okay, here's what I'm gonna need!" he proclaimed, and held up the first finger. "ONE - a pizza with everything on it... to be ready when I'm done with this oatmeal or whatever."

Second finger. "TWO - A bottle of Jack."

Third finger. "And THREE - ...who do I have to kill to get out of this hellhole?"

He held up his other hand. "NOTE - Not necessarily in that order."

Comments

Cafeteria

[stalemates]

Anyone who would announce his arrival like that has to be entertaining. Which just happens to be the main requirement for anything Lambdadelta does - rather, the only requirement. If it seems like it can entertain her for a while, she's all for it. That's why talking to Dante certainly seems like a good plan, made all the better by the fact she can give him two out of three, should doing so appear to be equally entertaining.

She skips up to Dante, hands held together behind her back.

"When you say 'everything on it', what is 'everything', exactly?"

[hunterdevil]

Dante almost swept past the girl, but paused for a moment and considered that. Actually, it was sort of a loaded question, and he still didn't know exactly where he was.

"Y'know, the usual. Meats. Sausage, bacon, anchovies, pepperoni, hamburger. Vegetables, like... onions, peppers-"

He paused a moment as he got to that part of it.

"Hold the olives. But y'know, the works."

[stalemates]

She puts a finger to her lips, thinking it over for a moment before smiling up at him innocently.

"Hmm...yeah, I can do that. What about mushrooms? Artichokes? You want the crust dipped in chocolate?"

[hunterdevil]

"Mushrooms, sure. Artichokes? Why not. Choc--"

Pause.

Dante raised an eyebrow, and glanced at her.

"Come again?"

Library

[oforder]

When Dante reaches the library, what meets his ears probably isn't the kind of music he likes. It's set to relatively low volume, and playing from a nearby phograph Wilhelm had only recently brought up from his room. The room has very little privacy anyway, and it wasn't quiet; there was no point in staying there when he didn't need to sleep, anyway. Not when there are all of these books here, anyway.

If Dante chose to follow the music to his source, what he'd find is a table in one of the corners of the room, with a couch, two armchairs, and... well... this strange, celestial device. And a man with white hair, red eyes, a very futuristic-looking business suit, staring into said device as if in a trance.

[ OOC: Would you mind tagging this permissions post, as well? Particular in regards to the Compass? Wilhelm might be amused as to what Dante's namesake is, considering Wilhelm is a literature/poetry buff. ]

Re: Library

[hunterdevil]

Of course, exploration was - as always - necessary, so the library was eventually reached.

Neither was what he found at the end of the music, which in and of itself was odd for a library.

Still, the device was curious. So for a moment, Dante just stood there, arms crossed, and seeing if this guy even noticed him.

I just realized how awful my post was. Note to self, never tag at that time of night again.

[oforder]

For a while, it likely doesn't seem that way. The man stares, unblinking, into the device, a green cube of energy in between two rotating arms of the Compass, one barely moving at all, the other moving so quickly it looked as if it were about to snap off entirely. Just as the musical piece reached crescendo, Wilhelm finally blinked, and turned in his seat to face Dante. He glanced at him for only a moment, before reaching for a book with no cover set aside. As if he were ignoring the half-demon entirely, Wilhelm opened to a bookmarked page, and read aloud:

"A maggior forza e a miglior natura
liberi soggiacete; e quella cria
la mente in voi, che 'l ciel no ha in sua cura.
Però, se 'l mondo presente disvia,
in voi è la cagione, in voi si cheggia."

Italian. Wilhelm doubted that Dante - at least, this Dante - could speak Italian, let alone old Italian, but it was worth a try. Was it a simple coincidence that Wilhelm just read Canto XVI, lines 79-83 of Purgatorio? Or was this some odd way of testing him?

Either way, someone like Wilhelm thought it was just a little too cliche to read Inferno to him. He likely got that all the time.

[hunterdevil]

Dante strode towards him, shrugging a bit.

"Y'don't say."

He observed the book for a second, and then tilted his head up a bit.

"The whole cryptic act ain't as cute as some folks think it is, y'know."

[fingerbangingood]

Yusuke had been walking past the door when it suddenly zoomed past him by just a few inches. Rather than panic or yell, he calmly turns around, blinking.

"Somebody's pissed," remarked Yusuke. "Why can't more guys be like that than cry?"

[hunterdevil]

Damn right he was pissed. But the comment caught Dante's ears, and he smirked in spite of himself.

"Guess you could say I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Wherever the hell I am, I think that's about any side."

[fingerbangingood]

"No kidding. And the worst thing? Kinda goes downhill from here."

[hunterdevil]

"Well ain't that just peachy."

He snorted and swung around to face Yusuke in full, crossing his arms.

"Don't suppose you'd know where I can thank our gracious hosts, or would that just be too easy?"

Dorm Halls

[heavenscorpse]

[The door to 2-19 opened shortly after he stormed out of his room, and an angel stepped out of it, rubbing her head.]

Could you keep it down, please?

Re: Dorm Halls

[hunterdevil]

[An ... angel. WELL. You don't see that every day, but then, the last time he saw anything remotely of the sort...

It hadn't ended well.

Dante just sort of continued along his way, striding by the door.]

Might be in a better disposition if I knew where I just got dumped.

[heavenscorpse]

You're in a big tower. I don't think it has a name.

[She's trying to be helpful.]

[hunterdevil]

[Dante half blinked, and rubbed a hand over his mouth for a moment.]

Yeah, tower. Got that.

[Freaking towers, man.

He pauses another second, cocks his head back and forth before considering his next question, but. Well.

One had to be sure, and if anyone knew, maybe it was some random angel.]

This tower doesn't open a gateway to hell that y'know of, right?

[Hey! Better safe than sorry.]

Dorm halls, sorry if I'm late, and sorry for the bad hook. I blanked big time on this one >_<

[warriorscribe]

Someone in the hallway had paused to stare at the noise Dante was making. Another reaction to a destroyed world...

He opened his mouth to say something as Dante stormed towards him, thinking he could offer comfort, but that instinct was quickly quelled by common sense - he clearly didn't seem like he wanted to talk, but he'd already made that first gesture, not to mention stared quite a bit. It was entirely up to Dante to follow up on that.

[It's cool!]

[hunterdevil]

"Yo."

Dante gave Enoch a two-fingered wave as he began to pass by, though he kept on looking at the man and was eventually walking backwards. He held up his hands, grinning.

"What? I got something on my face, man?"

[warriorscribe]

That was quite a change. Enoch blinked a bit, reorienting.

"Ah...no. You just arrived, didn't you? I'm sorry if I stared, I wasn't certain what to say." This last was accented by a glance at the door to room 2-20 - to say in response to that reaction. "I'm used to offering what comfort I can to the newcomers I meet, but..." He lightly shook his head to make up for the awkward stop, giving Dante an apologetic smile.

late I'm sorry! Room 2-20/corridors

[notagiraffe]

Taiki was still in bed, the blood sickness had gotten a little better and usually the need for food or fear of what could be happening would have forced him to go about the tower as normal. But Gyousou had told him he had to stay in bed until he was nearer to fully recovered. Since the trunks had disappeared it wasn't like Taiki had any clothes to wear anyways, just Gyousou's cloak.

The banging of the door woke him up in a second and he sat up in fear. A moment later Gohran; in the form of a large red wolf was by his side growling at the potential threat.

[hunterdevil]

Dante paused at the growling, and turned on his heel to look back inside.

Oh. Of course.

That was just typical.

"Huh. They let pets in here? Do you have to put down a deposit, or anything?"

[notagiraffe]

Taiki clutched at the bed sheets watching the man fearfully. "He... sorry he's my shirei... Gohran stop... it's okay..."

halls

[slamdunk]

[Nero was just trudging down the hall, minding his own business when...

...When...

...He spots a familiar face. Nero smiles for a minute before going back to his regular expression.]

...Even you're here?

[hunterdevil]

[Dante blinked a bit as he noticed Nero just down the hall. He hid the surprise quickly, though, and just continued down the path. He spread his hands out, palms open.]

Kid! The hell're you doin' here?

[Not that he knew why HE was there, of course.]

[slamdunk]

[oh god he's just like he remembered.]

I could ask you the same. I know about as much as you do, I guess.