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 Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 10:41 am
"I'm callin you out bluester so show yourself!" *A demon teenager demanded loudly, whilst walking out of a darkened alley and into the middle of a desserted street near the Devil May Cry shop. He had his O-Katana, Embran, sheathed behind his back and his pistol, Sable, hiddened inside of his black coat while he held ready the basilisk sawnoff in his right hand.*
(I'm not much good for dramatic entries, so sorry Vergil642. sweatdrop )
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 2:49 pm
((My apologies for taking so long to reply, I've been too busy with schoolwork to do any rping recently sad ))
The air was still for a few long minutes as nobody replied to the man's challenge. Eventually the door to Devil May Cry creaked open, revealing the silhouette of a man in a long coat that brushed the ground and holding an O-Katana in it's scabbard in his left hand. In no hurry, the man walked down the stairs to the street and approached the newcomer. In the streetlight his identity became clearer, revealing the blue colour of his coat, his distinctive silver hair and the knee high brown boots he wore. The blade in his hand was enormous, too large for a normal man to wield effectively, let alone draw easily. He halted his approach a few metres away from the man, his cold, emotionless eyes analysing every detail of his opponent. "What do you want" came his reply, harsh and aloof, "be quick, I have important business to attend to."
((By the way, I don't use the normal colouring system on gaia as Vergil.))
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