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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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It never boded well when there was a demon watching the shop. It was just by happenstance too that Lady had looked up. Noticed the glowing eyes on the roof of the building across the street. Great. What had Dante done now to draw the attention of another demon likely intent on challenging him and taking over his power. Heaving a heavy sigh Lady climbed the fire escape.

Might as well get this particulars out of the way. Dante would be out of town at least another few days for his latest client. A client that should afford a good payout if Dante didn't somehow manage to screw things up.

"There are better ways of getting Dante's attention than staring at his shop."

His tail jerked in surprise at the sudden voice and he turned a bit too quickly to entirely play off, but then he just shrugged. He recognized the new arrival, of course. He'd seen her in Dante's shop often enough while hanging on that wall. Might as well talk to her and kill some time.

"Maybe I'm not trying to get his attention. Seems kind of dumb to hope he'll notice me here when he's not even home."

She shifts her weight slightly, openly curious as her head tilts to one side. She didn't usually startle demons that easily, even Trish hadn't reacted that way the first time. Interesting and very strange.

"If you knew that, then the point of watching the shop would be?"

He was just going to pretend that he didn't notice her reaction to his reaction.

"Isn't it obvious? Waiting for him to get back. Easier than chasing him down who-knows-where."

He can pretend that he doesn't see, but it doesn't change the fact that she's angled toward him all the same. Even less does it change that she's actually broadcasting her body language instead of purposely reigning it in. Maybe that would change but she's still mildly shocked by his reaction.

"Better ways of waiting for him to come back than camping out up here." She's going to ignore the question though.

"Maybe, but I don't want to miss him. Bad enough that I'm kind of obligated to see him without putting it off."

He put his hands on his hips with a sigh and an irritated twitch of his tail. He really wasn't looking forward to talking to his master, but waiting wouldn't make it any easier. Though he was starting to get annoyed by the way she was looking at him.

"And what's that look for?"

Okay now she's just confused. Why on earth would any demon be obligated to see Dante? Her eyebrows go up as he questions her. It really shouldn't be that difficult to imagine why she was looking at him like she was. But if he needs her to spell it out fine.

"I don't usually get the drop on a demon so easily."

"I was distracted, alright? Like I said, I'm not looking forward to this..."

He crossed his arms with a huff. Everything about him just radiated annoyance.

"You'd be easy to surprise too if you were about to go talk to your boss after I'm not even sure how long MIA."

"Right."

No need to get annoyed, she can understand not looking forward to dealing with Dante. There are days she doesn't even want to do that.

"Okay let's clear this up first, who are you?" Because all this talk about masters and being MIA was beginning to get just a little bit on her nerves. Which was truly a special sort of talent if managed in the first ten minutes of meeting her.

"Why am I not surprised you don't know about me?"

He shook his head, putting one hand on his hip. Even though his eyes were covered, he managed to give off the impression of rolling them.

"I'm Alastor, one of Dante's Devil Arms."

As if she wasn't confused before. She's pretty sure it just got worse. She knew that the arms were unique from a normal sword or scythe. But it's the name that gets her. She remembers the sword on his wall, it's been there for almost as long as she's known him.

"Didn't think his Devil Arms could still take a human form?"

"Not all of us, but I can. That was the entire point of becoming an Arm in the first place."

Though he didn't want to imagine if all of them could. Everyone was much happier with Beowulf trapped in weapon form.

She's just going to shift back on her heels thinking that over a moment. She doesn't entirely understand, but Devil Arms she tends to leave to Dante anyway.

"Okay..."

"Wasn't expecting to end up owned by someone, but..."

He gave a halfhearted, somewhat disappointed seeming shrug.

"That's the way things go sometimes."

She doesn't say anything. There wasn't anything to say to that sort of comment. Instead, she rocks on her heels, she never stands still this long, even when in Dante's office she's moving around at least a little bit as she gives him the details on the latest job she needs him to do. Honestly he just looks sort of sad which she's only really seen in Dante before.

"He won't be back for a couple more days."

"Talk about bad timing..."

He huffed quietly and glanced out over the city. He didn't...really have anywhere else to go. And if he went back to Movieland, he had no way of knowing how much time was passing in the outside world. He'd just have to figure something out while he was waiting...starting with food.

"In that case, you know where a guy could get a bite to eat around here?"

"There's a few, though I only have Dante's pizza place on speed dial if you want something fast."

Please no comments, she knows just how ridiculous that sounds that she has his pizza place on speed dial. Granted most of it has to do with temporarily cutting off his pizza tab, but she had it.

He wrinkles his nose and curls his tail in obvious disgust.

"No thanks. I want food, not cardboard covered in grease. How about a decent burger place?"

"There's a place a few blocks over," she offers. She hasn't been there herself, but she's heard good things about it. Granted it was quick snippets of conversation while walking in the street, but that counted, right?

She half turns pausing just a moment to see if he'd follow as she headed back to the fire escape and then continuing as if she hadn't paused at all.

"Sounds good."

There's a flash of light before he follows as he shifts to his human disguise. It's not perfect, he knows, but it should be good enough to keep people from getting uneasy.

"Thanks."

She nods to acknowledge he spoke but otherwise keeps moving. It's sort of a long and annoying trip down the fire escape. She only takes a quick peek back over her shoulder to see what the flash of light was about and then she was on her way down. Well she really shouldn't have expected any less considering the demon she keeps company with.

He could take the fire escape. But that would be no fun. Instead he jumped off the edge of the roof, manipulating the air currents to keep his stole in place even as his clothes billowed with the wind of the fall. Just before he would have hit the sidewalk full speed, a glowing circle of purple runes appeared beneath his feet for a fraction of a second, just long enough to bounce off of it before landing quietly.

Drama really is a demonic trait.

She pauses and just watches him. Eyes rolling as he passes. Demons always showing off. Is it too much to ask that they don't all flaunt their powers in other people's faces? She moves quickly down the rest of the fire escape dropping the last few rungs of the ladder to the ground.

"This way."

Out of the alley and into the dim yellow lights of the street as she led the way to the burger place. And she's just going to ignore his wardrobe change since it at least makes him stand out less.

"After you, then."

He gestures the way she pointed with a faint bow. As she leads the way, he follows with his hands in his pockets, black eyes flicking around the street.

"I'd almost forgotten what this city felt like..."

She wasn't kidding about it being fairly nearby. A couple turns back to the main street and then after another block off it again to the brightly lit restaurant, complete with a neon sign announcing it as the home of the best burger in the city.

She shrugs, "It hasn't changed much the last few years." Not that she has a real idea of when he took off, but a large window couldn't hurt right?

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