Complicated homecoming...

[superstylishsquid]

It had been years since Alastor had last seen this town, bustling with humans and reeking of demons. It was almost comforting...if not for the fact that he knew his master was here. The master he'd abandoned without a word, who would be fully justified in striking him down for his insubordination. But it wasn't in Alastor's nature to run. He'd had his taste of freedom, now it was time to face the consequences. If he was lucky, maybe he could come out on top this time and be truly free.

But that would be once he entered Devil May Cry, something he would wait until daytime for. He didn't want to catch his master just returning from a demon hunt and ready to shoot anything that had fangs and claws. So in the darkness of the desert night, he stood atop a building across from the Devil Hunter's shop. His senses were attuned for any hint of magic approaching him, but he might not register an ordinary human right away.

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[patricided]

I won't. I'm really good at taking care of myself, been doing it for a long time now.

[She's just going to ignore the whole happy part. She's pretty sure he won't like her response to that, or deciding what she wants.]

[superstylishschism]

*He doubts she's ever had to deal with a situation like this, given Dante's utter refusal to act on his feelings, but saying that now probably won't do any good. So instead, he collects his gloves and puts his shoes back on, then walks back.*

I guess I'll be seeing you around, then, huh? Don't be afraid to just drop by, Dante won't be bothered by it.

[patricided]

Yeah mostly likely. We'll see what happens.

[She gets up and stretches a bit and then heads to her kitchen to get a glass of water. He knows his way out of her place, no need for her to do anything else.]

[superstylishschism]

*He watches her for a moment, then sighs again and collects his armor. If she doesn't have anything else to say to him, he'll disappear without another word.*