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Funny, this place is lacking a rainbow bridge, but...

[She gives a quick huff, silence falls; she's simply scanning the area to see what she's looking at.]

I don't really recall lions being mentioned in the domain of the Norse gods. Maybe the Field of Reeds. This shit is ridiculous.

What the hell am I supposed to do here? Start hopping around the rooftops to get to this "Thor" district?

If I ever find Dante-

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No rooftops should be necessary. The castle opens out into every district. The maid should hopefully already have directed you towards Thor. Then it's simply a matter of locating the welcome hall and avoiding the wildlife.

No, I've got directions, and avoiding lions- isn't anyone remotely concern that these animals could be a problem sometime soon?

[A huff.]

I appreciate the response, but that doesn't tell me how the hell I ended up here.

I misunderstood your meaning then. Apologies.

As for how you or any of us ended up here, that is still unknown.

No harm done, yeah?

Usually, when strange portals open up to other worlds or dimensions, you blame someone for getting into something they didn't know. That doesn't seem the case here. There's a lot of you, isn't there?

One moment I was in London. The next -- waking up in the castle. I can't explain it.

Several hundred.

Whoa, whoa, we're already pointin' fingers? Tough crowd.

Dante?

What the hell.

I leave you alone for thirty minutes and this happens?!

Afraid you're gonna have a shit time pinning this one on me, Lady.

Even then, you aren't supposed to ditch me in the middle of a job.

Don't know what you're talkin' about. I never leave a job unfinished. Must have gotten me mixed up with some other devilishly handsome and charming demon hunter.

Oh, please. I recognize your sheep dog self anywhere.

My bark is just as bad as bite.

[ Bickering is just as important as figuring out what's going on. Yep. ]

[Already planning: throwing something at you in person.]

Shut up. Tell me what the hell happened and maybe I won't shoot you in the head.

Did you forget how to read? Or are you just looking for an excuse to prolong the inevitable?

The whole house and protection of a god? Yeah, I got that part, I just want to know why.

Yeah, unfortunately the complaint department here sucks. Looks like you've fallen down the rabbit hole like the rest of us.

And I think you know better than anyone I'm not going to blindly throw my trust into something unforeseen. Last time I did that, there was blood letting.

Well, take your time and go sight-seein'. And let met know when you come to the same conclusion I have.

Or.

You get your ass over here before I find you.

[You know that won't be pretty, Dante.]

[ ...YEAH. He knows that tone. ]

I dunno. I'm pretty comfortable where I am.

The results will be the same, Dante.

Nah, see, here's the difference:

Option one means I have to get up from my comfy chair and run around trying to find the crazy lady with a bazooka.

Option two means I get to stay in my comfy chair and wait for the crazy lady and the bazooka to waste her time trying to find me instead.

Dante just get over here.

Edited 2012-03-15 06:44 (UTC)

Are you really missing me that much?

[Leave it to her to be blunt, say something she doesn't want to say. But what else can you do in a strange world?]

Because you're the only person I trust.

[ Aw, now he feels like a dick.

Doesn't mean he has to get all sentimental about this, though. ]

Well, now you're gonna make me blush. Think you can sit tight for a couple of minutes? Or is the anticipation of seeing my pretty face again too much for you to handle?

[MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.]

You're obsessing too much on attraction, Dante, I wonder what that says about you.

[And just like that-]

I'm not moving.

Hey, what can I say? I like to hear it and you're in denial.

[ Sound of some ruffling and a gun being cocked. ]

Are we gonna play Marco Polo or are you gonna tell me where you've wandered off to?

Or you can keep pining.

[LADY IS NOT IN THE MOOD. But here, she'll be cooperative. For now.]

Thor district.

Ouch, baby.

Hold on tight.

[ End feed. ]

[ He might have taken his time a little bit, just to make a point, but it's kind of hard to miss him walking around in that red trench coat. Ebony and Ivory are kept safely in their holsters, and Dante looks like he's taking a stroll through the park rather than a mad search for a colleague. ]

[It figures as much, as it is, Lady was already sitting on a bench, with Kalina Ann, of course, resting next to her. Arms crossed stiffly, she catches the glimpse of him out of her red eye. She doesn't budge, her expression doesn't change.]

Took you long enough.

[Lady is a master of hiding her feelings. Her anger and frustration was nothing more than a mask of the slight panic and confusion of being thrown into a world. She'd never say it to his face, but it's good to see her friend here. In one piece, unharmed, and still just annoying as ever. It's relief. Lady likes familiar things, after all.]

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