rubycity_ooc | DEC. TEST DRIVE

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DEC. TEST DRIVE

It's that time again!

G'day, Ruby City!

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.

Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?

The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!

The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.

The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.

The Coffee Joint: A lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.

Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.

Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.

Bad weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?

Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

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[As much as he's annoyed with his inability, he would be so much angrier if Dante went easy on him. And he would know. Even if he's beaten, it's still the better option for his pride, as much as losing hurts it.

He's swept into the air easily enough, but it's part of his strategy, while he can't dodge in the air, neither can Dante, and right now, that's as much as he can hope for. Summoned swords rain down, and he tries to aim a few kicks, despite the sword in the way.]

--Are you telling me you don't enjoy it?

[Oh, Dante has no doubt he would know, and that would be the greatest slight of all to let him win and take away a genuine victory from him. Besides, that game only worked on everyone he plays cards with, they never figure it out and it's hilarious.

Dante had followed his strike up, which left him in the unfortunate position of definitely not being able to avoid the summoned swords. Since there was no chance of avoiding it, he continued through his strike, bringing Rebellion down hard to smash Vergil back to the earth even as the swords tore through him.

A grunt of pain escapes him, but that's the most protest Vergil will get out of him. He's bleeding pretty nasty now, not that he minds, if anything it just seems to spur him on.]

Well I don't know, why don't we try it out on you and see what you think?

[He hits the ground hard, leaving cracks through it. He bites his lip hard, drawing blood, to hold back any reaction, any sign of weakness.]

Hah, I'd like to see you try!

[His voice falters even so, the only sign of pain Vergil will allow, although even that is more than he wishes to show. At this point, he knows he isn't in a position to invite attack. Especially a sword through the stomach. But it just wouldn't be right to stop taunting.

He starts to sit up, whiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.]

[Taking injury isn't weakness Vergil that's what happens when you get punched in the face enough times. Or you know, smacked around with a heavy sword, whatever. Of course this is coming from the lazy twin who doesn't really know what pride is.]

I'll take that bet.

[Although he probably won't, that degree of ruthlessness isn't really him. He's always been rather guilty of being too merciful, and shoving a sword through someone's gut to prove a point is kind of a dick move.

He still doesn't grant him the time needed to recover, surging forward again in a Stinger attack to knock him back to the ground.]

[Finally a grunt escapes him as he falls back. He grips the blade, trying to hold it back.]

Damn it...

[It's disgraceful, the elder losing to the younger.]

[Well he's not going to insist on shoving it through him, this isn't exactly a fight to the death here. So he lets Vergil hold the blade, staying his hand for the moment.]

Had enough?

[Just means you need to get back in shape brother that's all. At least this time it did not take a blade to the heart to defeat him.]

[Hey, Vergil would be doing it, it's a reasonable fear.]

Of course not.

[Although chances are, he looks like it.]

[Perhaps one of the biggest differences between them is Dante's sense of mercy. He doesn't like to kill when he doesn't have to, and he certainly doesn't feel the need to leave Vergil bleeding out lost in the woods.

He just smirks, a bit of a tired look and shakes his head.]

Well I've had enough. Come on, I'm going to catch a cold standing around out in this.

[You're done, Vergil, put it away. That was the most fun he's had in a while though, definitely.]

...

[Beowulf disappears and after a moment, he starts to struggle to his feet.]

Fine.

[Yes accept his lame excuse, never mind the fact that they probably can't actually catch colds. He returns Rebellion to his back and reaches out to help pull Vergil to his feet.]

Shit, I was supposed to be back a while ago.

[Whoops now she might worry and that's never good.]

[He frowns, pausing before accepting the help grudgingly.]

...'Supposed to be back'?

[Come on hurry up, stop acting like it's the end of the world that already happened we're good.]

Yeah I was just going out for a patrol, on my way back in fact when I ran into you. Guess I should send along a message.

[Are you being cryptic Dante please.]

To who?

[Why does it sound like you are 1) hiding something and 2) answering to someone.]

[Because when isn't he and also yes. Kind of.]

To the person I live with who might not take so kindly to me bleeding all over the floor again.

[Because typically that happens a lot. And he needs to ask for a towel. A few towels. He's just going to start tromping his way back while texting. Worse than a teenager.]

Who. Why do you care?

[Squintin' real hard at you bro]

What's it to you?

[Flawless evasion there Dante that's not suspicious at all. Can't you just say 'my girlfriend' that would really solve a lot of problems.]

You're acting strange.

You say that like it's something new.

[When isn't he strange? Okay, okay done texting. But yes he is acting a little more fidgety and uncomfortable than he might normally.]

Look, she's important, alright?

[So don't try to kill her or anything that would be great.]

...

[He raises an eyebrow, giving his brother a look.]

Dante.

[Quit beating around the bush, out with it.]

[Don't look at him in that tone of voice Vergil rude.]

Yeah, what?

[You know what. You've talked yourself into a stupid corner and he's going to figure it out anyway might as well out with it.]

Alright, alright, she goes by The Dolorosa to most so I'm going to stick with that until she tells you something different. We're kind of involved, it's complicated. Don't give me that look.

'In a mournful manner'?

[Oh, wait, Dante wouldn't know anything about the language of sheet music. So uncultured.

There's a lot he could say about this, but one in particular stands out.]

Poor woman.

Exactly.

[You'd be surprised, not only does he know it but he can quote Shakespeare on a whim. Maybe you should pay more attention to your brother Vergil there's more to him than he even lets you see.]

Yeah, no kidding.

[There's a bit of a rueful smirk there but also a lot more sincerity than he meant to display. She puts up with a lot.]

...You know what that means?

[He's-- well maybe not impressed, but, surprised. Or maybe it's just that she told him. That seems more likely.]

You pick things up now and again.

[You can't study demonic occult without learning at least a little Latin. And you know, when Enzo swears at you in Italian enough times you start to pick up on bits. Vergil probably thinks he just bullrushes everything doesn't he?

Surprisingly she didn't tell him! She may not even realize he knows what the word means.]

Old age suits you.

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