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[Dante sighed as she slammed the door to her office closed and locked it. She was in a hurry. The call she had just gotten from Morrison was an emergency. Someone had just cut open a portal near the edge of the city. Thankfully the person standing outside the portal wasn't doing anything, but that could always change.

She jumped, activating her devil trigger and flying towards where she could sense the portal. She could tell what created it and it was impossible. Nero still had Yamato. Unless something happened to the kid and she didn't know. That is what really pissed her off.

She landed a few yards away from the portal, returning to normal and standing up straight. Rebellion was on her back and her Ebony and Ivory on her hip. She was a few inches shorter than Vergil, but it was easy to tell it was Dante.

She wore right fitting jeans, combat boots (properly laced this time), and a dark colored t-shirt that was just tight enough to show off her curves and her signature red coat, also tailored for her smaller build and curves.]

I don't know who you think you're trying to be, but there's no way in hell you got Yamato without hurting someone I care about.

[Thank someone that the kid wasn't here to hear her say that. Her bright blue eyes were shining with anger as she took several steps closer.]

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[ Vergil had been looking around the area, observing how it looks familiar yet different. He doesn't think Yamato took him where he intended, not at all. And when this... woman arrives, she looks far too familiar to be disinterested. ]

How do you know of Yamato?

[ He senses the anger from this woman, and it makes him even more interested. He still has Yamato out of its sheath, but he doesn't go into a defensive stance... yet. ]

Yamato belonged to my brother and now his son has it.

[She kept a couple of feet of distance between them. She pulled Rebellion off of her back and held it ready.]

And as far as I know my brother is dead.

Your...

[ Vergil's eyebrows go real high, especially as that sword looks exactly like his own brother's. ]

Yamato belongs to me. Where did you get that?

[ He motions towards Rebellion and then takes a stance of his own, Yamato at the ready. ]

A gift from my old man.

[She had delt with plenty of demons trying to impersonate both herself and her brother.]

There's no way that you're Vergil.

[She didn't wait for a response before rushing him with a Stinger.]

And there is absolutely no way you are Dante.

[ He steps out of the way, slashing at her as she gets close. ]

My brother, with breasts? Laughable.

[She spun around just in time to block the slash.]

There's nothing funny about this at all.

I'd disagree.

[ He jumps backwards and then forwards again, going for her neck with the Yamato. ]

The fact you think you have enough strength to beat me? Hilarious.

You're going to find out that I'm a lot harder to kill than you think!

[Rebellion came up at the last moment to keep her neck safe as one hand went to draw one of her guns.

She quickly fired off a few shots, doing her best to put a little distance between them again.]

[ Vergil quicksteps to avoid them. They seem to be incapable of landing much of a blow on each other. ]

You fight like him...

[ He summons the mirage swords, and they circle around him. ]

And you fight just like he did.

[She watched the swords, holding Rebellion ready for when the strike would happen.]

Tell me who you are. Tell me your name.

[ He's waiting, for the moment. They still circle. ]

My name is Dante.

[She easily held Rebellion in one hand and Ivory in the other.]

...

My name is Vergil.

[ The mirage disappears. ]

I do not think I am home anymore.

[She straightened up, still holding Rebellion as she put Ivory back in it's holster.]

I don't think you are. I didn't think that Yamato could cut between dimensions.

[ He, very carefully, sheathes Yamato. But he still has his hand on it, just in case. ]

Apparently it can.

[ He looks around. ]

It does not look too different here...

[It's good to know that somewhere her brother is alive, but it's also sad that she knows her own brother could still possibly be dead.

She sighs and puts Rebellion on her back.]

Come on, let's head back to my office. We can talk in private there.

Alright.

[ He moves to follow her wherever she leads, eyes taking in everything along the way. ]

[She looks over at him for a moment.]

You want to go the fast or slow way?

Fast. Of course.

Then follow me.

[A flash of red and she's activated her Devil Trigger and kicked off the ground. She didn't wait for him and headed for her office.]

[ He activates his own, following her. In the meantime, he studies her form, taking in the differences and similarities to his own Dante. ]

[She's a lot like his Dante, but a few inches shorter and a bit smaller. Even in Devil Trigger mode, she had soft curves. Nothing too much, but enough to tell that she was a woman. She landed in front of her office and changed back.]

Come on in.

[ He's a bit uncomfortable with the fact it's so easy to notice she's a woman. He hasn't really been around one for an extended period of time, not since he was younger. He's not really sure how to handle himself. ]

Alright.

[ He heads on inside, changing back as well. ]

[She was acting like she would around anyone else she considered a friend, but there was a bit of stiffness in the way she held herself. This was so strange. She never thought she'd see him again. She sighed and hung her coat up on a rack by the door.

Her guns went into a special holster on the back of her chair. A dumb move, after all she didn't know if he would attack again. Then again, she could take Yamato to the chest. At least, she thought she could.]

You want something to drink? I don't have much. Water and maybe a couple of beers left. Haven't gone shopping yet this week.

Water's fine. You have the money to go shopping?

[ He looks slightly amused at that. He doesn't miss the fact she puts the guns in the holster, but he doesn't blame her one bit. In fact, he appreciates the caution. It's smart. ]

You must cause less property damage than my own brother.

Enough for the basics. Simple food and water. The beer was a gift from Morrison after a job.

[She disappeared into another room for a moment and reappeared with a beer and a bottle of water in each hand.

She tossed the water at him, making sure to stay close to one of her weapons just in case. She cracked open the beer and took a drink.]

I'm trying not to cause as much property damage, bit that stupid Savoir thing that the Order had caused most of it.

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