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[nestingdevil]

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No, a little better than that, aren't you? [Not that he can entirely blame him. Death might be a fleeting thing in Ryslig, but that doesn't mean much. Greed touches the edge of the device again. The tips of his claws roll forward - their tune a light pat-pat-pat like the touch of a testing spider. No, even one is one too many and as his lips peel back, something wet answers on the edge of his mouth. Something hot, something putrid, and oh, oh.]

[Does something wicked this way come.]

Don't make it too messy. Better to get the information first. Whoever he is, it looks like he owes us a favor. [A favor meaning what? He doesn't say.]

[A long pause follows on his side of the line. The sound of moving leather, muffled fur, and the dull click, click, click of his heels says he's on the move. Where, for what, is anyone's guess.] Guns, huh. Eh- [The Sin's voice curls along the receiver's edge. A little further now, but not entirely out of reach.] I'll see if he's got anything. Tell him you work for me and he might not be such a pissant about it.

[That said, he gives the laptop a final squeeze. Nail to nail, he meets the plastic head on - causing it to whine and buckle under his hard-fast grip. To say the feeling is mutual is an understatement.]

[And if Dante's going on the hunt, it won't be long until he has some unsavory company.]

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[tony_redgrave]

[Death may be fleeting but it always comes with a price. Lost memories, furious allies, the constant threat of revenge. There is always a cost, and unfortunately with enemies that can rise from the dead the simple solutions won't work anymore. Dante will have to be more creative.

But he's never been one to strike early. Better safe than sorry in his book.]

>dont worry
>i might be reckless but even i have some standards
>but you already knew that much

[Although the favor thing does catch his attention. That's a strange way of wording it, a favor? For what? But the subject switches again and now's not the time to follow up. He'll needle when he's seeing less red.]

>heh
>you got it
>guess ive got a lead to follow

[Oh he will be, and for a man who prefers to work alone this particular company isn't unwelcome. Out of all the demons that have dogged his shadow in the past, Greed's by far his favorite. An old friend he's only just met, the welcome whisper in the dark. They act like they've known each other forever, and perhaps in some ways they have.]