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[querulus]

clark kent
accelerator
nero
cid telamon
john reese
arthur morgan
damian wayne
antigone

i need all you people to each answer one (1) weirdly specific question. it's for a computer.

[OOC: Part of Sophie's player plot!]

Comments

[pullit]

Uh, just remind me Dante, was that before or after you shot Sanctus in the fact and kicked the living shit out of like, 14 Holy Knights? And then looked at Kyrie menacingly?

[nowfeaturing]

I didn’t look at Kyrie menacingly, I had blood in my eyes and that shit stings.

And you can’t tell me that crusty old fart didn’t deserve it. If anything I should have shot him harder.

[antimetabole]

In his position, I would have kicked you in the face as well.

[pullit]

THANK you, Dad.

Fourteen fuckin' knights!

[nowfeaturing]

They started it.

[pullit]

You broke through the skylight and shot His Holiness in the face?

[nowfeaturing]

He started it!

[antimetabole]

Dare I even ask how you arrive at that conclusion?

[nowfeaturing]

The guy was running a cult.

[antimetabole]

He was one of many in a long line for the Order. And as far as Nero could tell at the time, you had just killed a man in cold blood and bat aside those meant to protect him like they were dolls. Then you looked at the young woman that he loved.

I am afraid that you started it, Dante.

[pullit]

Though-

[Nero does feel Dante deserves a little bit of credit here.]

It turned out all the Holy Knights he killed had turned themselves into demons, and the human ones he just kicked across the room. So that was pretty impressive.

[antimetabole]

That you found your uncle impressive and "cool" in hindsight is not particularly relevant to whether or not Dante instigated something with you at the time.

[He doesn't do the air quotes, but he might as well have done them.]

[nowfeaturing]

…Now I think about it, maybe it was Trish…

[Just going to ignore any attempts to get a rise out of him, settle down Jeff]

[antimetabole]

...That would make sense.

[Having met her before now.]

[sophielicious]

Okay, okay, happy family. Jeff, I would like a word.

Alone. Please.

(Literally just a voice from Nero's speaker...)

[antimetabole]

Jeffrey to you, stranger. I've no interest in assisting you or your uncouth little friend.

[To Nero and Dante, however:]

When you two are done, we should see to lunch.

[sophielicious]

Okay, Jeffrey. Can you hear me out? Just a second? Seriously, hang up on me if you want after and give me nothing.

Please.

[pullit]

Sorry Sophie, he just walked out.

Iiiiii don't think this is happening today. Maybe if your little buddy asks nicer next time.

[sophielicious]

If it's him, it's not going to happen.

Fine. Fuck. Fuck.

[pullit]

Listen, don't freak out. I'll catch up with you later, okay? They've got good reason to be touchy about people asking after them.

Give 'em a chance to chill out and I'll see what I can do.

[sophielicious]

I'm not freaking out. I'm fucking pissed off at every fucking thing right now. I — get it, alright, but fuck me, man.

Dante's fine. I love the guy. Your dad, that's — you know what? Fine. No, — go. I'll talk to you later.

[pullit]

Careful. That's my dad, there.

Talk to you later.

[sophielicious]

Yeah, well, I have no idea how to talk to your dad, it's a 'me' issue.

Bye, Nero.

[pullit]

Hey, don't worry... I had to learn too.

[He actually hangs up this time.]

[sophielicious]

(She's just not worrying or feeling bad about herself because she is pissed off as hell. Don't worry about it.)