Speaking of leather loving (and exceptionally stylish) gunslingers, looks like Lady's not the only one on the prowl tonight. The white hair and red leather coat should be familiar enough, even from a distance. Dante had not picked the clock tower as his wandering grounds tonight. Instead he was meandering past down below, in no particular hurry because when is he ever?

He was instead on his way to check on the obelisk. A habit he'd gotten into some time ago, and it gave him something to do. Kind of. Truth was, he was just bored and even Dante gets tired of laying around on his laurels eventually.