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[Locked from Vergil]

I'm not sure how to say this, after... ah, everything, just now, but Dante Sparda left. He came to tell me that he had to leave, and he left some things with me. To anyone who knew him: I'm very sorry. If you could refrain from telling his brother until I've seen him, I'd be grateful.

[Locked to Vergil]

I'd like to see you, please. Could we meet in your cabin?

[Locked to Chromie]

Miss Chromie, could I talk to you about something?

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[He stands up, his expression carefully neutral. This was more in line with what he'd expected, and he'd been ready for it.]

It's safely in my cabin. He left it with me, without telling me this story. I had no idea of where it came from.

[ Vergil stayed sitting so he can keep himself from lashing out, but the fire burned bright in his eyes.]

Bring it to me, or return it to Zane. As I said it is not mine, I will not have someone else holding property loaned to me. [ he wished he could shank Dante one more time.]

[Well, Souji's not a tall man. He's not likely to intimidate anyone just by standing up.]

I'd like to hear the story behind this sword, Vergil.

[ Sadly, its the fact that he kinda looks like a woman that keeps Vergil sitting. He figures the guy has hidden strength but his own code makes he stay sitting.]

It was loaned to me by the Banshee Queen as a means to show I can be responsible with a sword. Those who know me know the sword is not mine, I want mine back. Thus I work hard to show I can be trusted. I have injured none nor attacked any with the blade. In fact, I have saved a life here, Lydia Martin. I used the blade to protect her just before the mirror barge.

It is a tool to prove my worth, but it has great sentamental value to the one it belongs too. Thus I handle it with great care because no one had to arm me. But she did. [ he's more angry for Sylvanas, it was a sword from her friend. He knew so little besides that.] Do you know of Hattori Hanzo? That is Hanzo Steel that Katana.

[He listens, quietly, as Vergil tells the story. He understands, and it feels unfair, not giving him the sword. But the Banshee Queen is not Vergil's Warden, and he can see that Vergil's hanging by a thread, here. Besides, 'saving a life' doesn't always mean the same thing.

He frowns a little at the mention of 'Hanzo'-- does he mean the Sengoku-era samurai? Somehow he doubts it, so he just shakes his head.] I don't know him like that.

[He sighs a little, idly touching the chair's armrest where he stands next to it] You're right. We don't know each other that well. But I have to take this responsibility.

Her wardens name is Zane, return it to him this will be y only request on the matter.

[ Vergil stood, walking from Souji and the desk, moving to remove the package off his brothers jacket. With his back to he other he allowed himself to look down, disappointed at the nearly perfect red leather. Flashy fucker, going and getting his hopes that they would be close once more. He should have known better. He spoke as he looked to the jacket.]

I can not fault you in this, but I would like you to leave. I am no longer in a mood to entertain. It is better this way.

I'm not someone you have to entertain. [But he makes for the door, anyway.]

I'm sorry he left, Vergil.

As it is, it is a nicer way of saying I wish to be alone. You need to understand I prefer my solitude.

[ Most of the time yes, right no he just wanted to spare the man his temper he could feel rising within, both at himself and his brother.]

Don't be, it is not a surprise at all. Dante runs, it is what Dante does. Thank you for telling me. Have a good day.

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