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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[hellspawnedhero]

"That's something..."

He shakes his head, then puts on a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

"Well, long as you're happy with each other, I can't object."

[patricided]

"You don't look too happy that you can't."

[hellspawnedhero]

"Not my business. Might be an ass, but I'm not gonna let a bit of disappointment make me butt in on someone else's personal life."

[patricided]

"Uh-huh. I've known for my entire adult life at this point. That isn't going to fly."

[hellspawnedhero]

He shrugs, hands out to the side.

"No point in arguing it, is there?"

[patricided]

"I don't know. Is it important to you?"

[hellspawnedhero]

"Would it change anything if it was?"

[patricided]

"If it is that generally means it's worth fighting for. Or are we going to rehash the entire platform our friendship is built on?"

[hellspawnedhero]

He's visibly surprised at her description of their relationship, but looks away as he bites his lip.

"What matters is that you're happy. I'm not gonna interfere just 'cause it's not the way I wanted it."

[patricided]

They are friends. You don't just keep going back to someone and stick with them for 15 years because you hate them. And money can only buy so much patience. Seems like Alastor was right and she should have told him that a lot sooner.

"You're an idiot."

[hellspawnedhero]

He shrugs again with a noise of frustration.

"What'm I gonna do? Call Alastor up and tell 'im we're interested in the same girl? Knowing that guy, he'd back off just 'cause he's that determined to show me he's loyal."

[patricided]

She pinches the bridge of her nose even as her stomach does a weird little flip.

"Have you even bothered to ask him why he does that?"

[hellspawnedhero]

"I dunno. To make up for running off, I guess? He thought I was gonna take it personally or something."

[patricided]

"Not even close." She sighs. It really isn't her place to be explaining this. But if Alastor wouldn't (or couldn't she honestly didn't know) she would to keep them from being continual idiots.

"He basically considers himself your slave because you won when you two met. I don't fully understand it, but that was the gist of it."

[hellspawnedhero]

He blinks, then leans forward with his face in his hand.

"Damn demon world...thought he knew how things worked up here."

[patricided]

"Apparently not."

[hellspawnedhero]

"Guess we really do need to have a talk..."

[patricided]

"Sounds that way." She pauses and pushes a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "That was a fun chat, but I should probably go."

[hellspawnedhero]

"Yeah, guess you've got other shit to do, huh?"

And he has a lot to think about. This...is going to be an interesting few days."

[patricided]

"Not really. But you're looking a little broody around the edges so..."

[hellspawnedhero]

"Just got a lot on my mind, that's all. Call it an enlightening conversation."

[patricided]

She nods. Yeah it was something. "It wasn't our normal conversational fair no." Shifts and turns. Now would be a good time to either ask her to stay awhile or say goodbye Dante.

[hellspawnedhero]

"Doesn't mean you've gotta go, thought."

He shifts the pizza box around on the corner of his desk, just to have something to fidget with.

"If you wanna stick around awhile, I'm not exactly gonna complain."

[patricided]

"Probably not, but you're generally about five minutes from trying to pitch me out the door."

And well if he's going to move the pizza box she's going to see if there's anything left inside. She's sort of hungry and his weird pizza tastes will do in a pinch. Wandering around the desk she pops the lid and picks up the sole remaining slice left and leans her hip against the desk as she takes a bite.

"Thanks for the slice."

[hellspawnedhero]

"Hey!"

He crosses his arms and leans back in the chair with a huff.

"How come you always decide you want pizza when I've only got one slice left?"