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Complicated homecoming...

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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By the time Lady finally, stops by the Devil May Cry nearly two weeks have passed by. It is mid-March now and she’s not entirely sure what she’s going to say to either of them beyond the usual. She had a job to do which was part of why she didn’t come in before now. She had responsibilities that kept her from doing what she wanted, and paying jobs kept her in her apartment and her equipment from rusting.

Though it didn’t stop her from coming in with a new job for either boy or both if they felt like sharing and a few new scuffmarks on her boots. Just barely visible under the buffing and shoe polish she used to keep the supple and in good condition. When she comes in it’s all business from her posture to the teasing smile as does her usual once over. Surprised as always not to see the piles of garbage that once littered the floors and flats surfaces.

“I hope you’re paying Patty for all the hard work she does on this place.”

Dante, as usual, was leaning back in his chair with a magazine in his hands. A box of pizza sits on his desk, and he barely bothers to look over at the door when Lady comes in.

"Hey, not like I ask her to do it. She can knock off whenever she feels like it."

Alastor, meanwhile, paused the movie he was watching from the couch. He was in human form, as usual when he was in the office during business hours, and holding a box of Poptarts in one hand.

"What, my work's chopped liver?"

He sat up with a huff, although her posture isn't lost on him. Nearly two weeks after his invitation, and this still wasn't a social visit.

"What's the job? Before Pizzaface over there finds a way to stall."

"Probably helps a lot in terms of your business." She saunters over and gives the box of pizza a bit of a look before rolling her eyes. Poor girl deserved more than schlepping pizza boxes out to the dumpster.

"You live here Alastor." She shifts around so she's leaning a hip on the edge of Dante's desk. See not ignoring you either. Though she does frown a little at his tone. She was busy it happens.

"Fine, it's simple really standard menacing of the generally human population. Corpses dissected or disemboweled. No children," she says that almost purely for Alastor's sake, "Most are construction workers for the new building site just on the edge of the highway. It's making the investors worried since it seems the demon has taken a liking to spilling beyond it's original hunting grounds in the last few days."

"Sounds like somebody's pissed about urban development."

He took a bite of his pizza, completely ignoring the comment about Patty's cleaning helping his business. People didn't exactly think about sanitation when worried about demons prowling around, right?

"So I end up doing most of the work."

He shrugged, then stood up and tossed the wrapper to his current Poptart into a trash bin by Dante's desk...one that was mostly filled with empty beer cans and juice bottles, but it was better than them hitting the floor because Dante was too lazy to get up.

"Sounds like I should take this one. We send Dante and he'll end up setting construction back to square one."

"You do a good job too Alastor, but this place was gross before Patty got here." She is not going to even respond to Dante's flippant comment. If he didn't want the job fine. No skin off her back since one of them was willing to do it.

"Even if he did it would only come out of his share of the payment anyway." She eyes the trash can. "Is that new?"

"Hey now, part of that was decor. I had the place looking like a proper devil hunting business!"

Which was completely counter to keeping a low profile, but Dante had never been good at that. It was why there were always rumors that there was something off about him.

Alastor rolled his eyes and sat down on the edge of Dante's desk that wasn't occupied by a box of disgusting grease posing as cheese.

"You had it looking like a dump."

Then his focus shifted to Lady and her question. His mouth twitched a bit, as if it reminded him of something unpleasant.

"I put the trash can there about a week ago. Few days after our last meetup."

"Pizza boxes everywhere do not make decorative items." At least that much she and Alastor could agree on.

It sort of dawns on her after a moment that this is where she should be apologizing for not coming around before now. "Sorry I was a little tied up in work shortly after that." Sad thing is that isn't a metaphor either, she's got the fading bruises to prove it.

He shrugged, as if that was simply a matter of taste. There was something else he was far more interested in...even aside from the mental image of Lady tied up.

"So that's where you disappeared to, huh? Didn't think you were such a ladies' man."

Alastor turned and glared at Dante, whatever he'd been planning on saying to Dante forgotten.

"Master, if you don't want me to stab you again, you'll drop that line of thought for a while."

She can just imagine where Dante's mind went with the tied up comment. She is not however okay with what he does say and it shows on her face. And it's a sheer miracle she isn't vaulting over the desk to hit him for it. But that would give him way too much time to react and that would make the whole point stupid. Not that it stops her from giving his feet a good hard shove backwards.

"Get your head out of the gutter. He made sure I didn't go walking out a window while drunk."

"Woah-!"

With how delicately he's balanced on two legs of his chair, that shove sends him crashing to the ground. He drags himself back up a few seconds later, ruffling his hair back into place.

"Really, huh? Makes me wonder what it is that had elf-boy here so distracted when he got back."

"Something you'd probably just make worse with your big fat mouth."

He stood up to turn around properly, arms crossed and glaring. He was beyond not in the mood for his boss' teasing.

The satisfaction of knocking Dante on his ass is as always short lived. She sighs. She'd appreciate it if just this once he'd keep his stupid mouth shut.

"Do I need to cut off you pizza allowance for he next month?"

"Hey, hey, no need to go that far!"

As always, the threat to his pizza got his attention. Not that he knew how to behave for long.

"Ugh..."

He rubbed at his eyes, then looked back at the door before shifting to his demon form.

"Maybe I shouldn't have given you that invitation, if he's going to ask dumb questions at bad times."

"Then shut up."

If looks could talk Lady's expression would be screaming at Alastor to not even dare to leave her there with Dante after that dropping that tasty bit of information.

"Wait a sec, you gave her an invite?"

He raised an eyebrow, looking between Alastor and Lady.

"How come this' the first I've heard of that?"

He put a hand on his hip and scowled, but didn't leave. Yet.

"Because you like to pry?"

"I'm right here you know." She crosses her arms over her chest and puffs a little annoyed.

He looked back to Lady and held up his hands.

"Awright, why didn't you mention it?"

For once, Alastor stayed silent, glancing at Lady and waiting for her answer.

"Because I really want to give you something else to grump about when I'm bringing you a job." She gives Dante a pointed look.

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