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 Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 10:42 pm
Looking down at their "company" Dante let out an exhale and laughed. "This is what you meant by company? Here I thought you meant someone that would react more hostile." He reached up and tossed the mask off his face it disappeared once it was removed of course. He looked at Will with his own eyes. He looked towards his brother, raising an eyebrow slightly at how shy and reserved he was being. "I have been gone a long time." Dante reached up, pulling down the hood revealing his blonde hair and green eyes. He smiled a bit and said. "It's good to not have to hide all of that." He looked down at Will smirking a little. "Glad to see you didn't join me on the other side, you know the denizens of Hell aren't nearly as nice as when I dragged them from their infernal pit through my portals and into this world."
He looked towards Serena, someone he had never met before, apparently though Che may have once or twice. The name New Exire, it filled his mind with the plan that Che had stated he would be apart of. In the remaining time that he had before their invasion he would learn everything about Exire, a floating fortress or not, there was no secret he couldn't uncover with the right amount of work. "Thank you for the meal by the way, you forget how good food tastes when you are deprived of it for two years." He smiled and shook his head, attempting to make light of the situation. he tried to think, when was the last time he had a talk was Will? Eh whose memory was that good. "I hope you two have been whipping the teams into shape while I've been gone."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:01 am
((Serena))
Serena surveyed the escargot with a careful eye and was about to ask why they were a delicacy and what type of meat was used but she broke off when some strange people entered the room. She noticed Sebastian who gave her a trade mark smirk as he poured out fresh glasses of champagne before leaving again “Wait….” Her mind began to take in the two other men, one of which was wearing a mask. Slowly mulling over the information at hand, Serena turned a questioning gaze towards Will. Her silver eyes then turned towards one of the men who had stepped closer towards their table before speaking. When he mentioned something about forcing himself into what may be a good situation for someone, Serena rolled her eyes and found herself muttering “Believe me, the so called good opportunity sailed away a few hours ago…” Apparently, someone was still feeling sore about the lost opportunities.
The white haired woman narrowed her eyes when Che introduced himself and when Will introduced them both to each other. That didn’t explain the Zoro impersonator. “Met me before? I think not, I would have remembered someone like you. That hair for sure…Hmm, unless…I tried to kill you at some point in the past…” She trailed off at the end of the sentence and glanced over at Will. At first she was tempted to ask him whether there had been any contracts taken out on this man, but instead she opted to quench her previous curiosity. The whole student matter needed to be straightened out in her head before she can think about the other questions.
“Cheani Presdiomni….Interesting name.” Serena said as she began swilling the contents of her glass “I am hardly a retired Fallen Phoenix member, Ki---Will. That was just a passing muse more than anything…Educational perhaps...” Glancing back at Che, Serena smiled somewhat kindly yet the lack of trust was evident in her cold gaze “I was expecting a child when Will mentioned his immature student, I take it that I was very much mistaken. Tell me, how old are you?” On closer inspection it almost seemed as though this Che character had the same aged wisdom twinkling away in his rather tired looking eyes as Will had. With a few differences. “Che…Presdiomni…Presdiomni” The Vanishing Owl continued repeating the name in her head and the more she repeated it the more she was sure she had seen or heard it somewhere before. Perhaps Will had mentioned it…But, when the war first started to surface, Serena had had hardly anything to do with Will. He had upped and left Japan and rarely came to visit, so the chance of him uttering such a name in her presence was low. “Where…have I heard this name..”
And then the masked mane spoke. It seemed he had expected to meet someone who would react in a more hostile manner. “I’m sorry to disappoint. Heh, it seems the thought of dining out and having a civilised conversation eludes you…If you had wanted a gun shoved in your face you should have turned up earlier.” Serena said without really giving a damn about her choice of words, she was of course remembering the terribly bad luck that she had encountered earlier that night while in search of some pleasure…Back then she had wanted to shoot something in order to relieve her pent up stress. Ah, but at least he actually removed the mask. Still, he failed to introduce himself which lead to Serena believing that he lacked any manners. Still, it was the Cheani man that seemed to be Will’s student. She turned her attention away as the masked wondering began speaking about hell and food. The usual combination when attending dinner.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 9:04 am
Dante's eyes floated from Will to his dining guest, the one with the silver tongue. He listened to her speak, she and Will were made for each other it would seem, both were about as friendly as a hornet's nest, but Dante did not know this girl or the life she had lives so he couldn't and wouldn't make any judgements. "When you've lived the life I have...And broken the rules I have to get here, some people will be quite hostile. But please don't misunderstand my sarcasm for spite." He smiled a little, looking at the food, escargot, not something he had ever found a taste in, despite the popular food choice he found the idea of eating a snail unsettling. He laughed a little as she made fun of Che's hair. "Take the hint Che, it's time to move on with your hair. It takes the lion's share of jokes. I know I've made more than just a few." He said mumbling the last part. When she asked how old Che was he smiled again. Raising an eyebrow he was curious as to how Che would answer that, most likely with a rhetorical answer, something like "old as dirt" or some vague description. He respected the fact that Will did not introduce him but then again what difference would it have made, this girl didn't know him and he certainly didn't know her. "You were apart of the Fallen Phoenix and don't know this man? Huh, that's surprising." He said guessing that Che must not have been the public puppeteer for this setting for very long, he was always a man to rule things from the side lines.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:37 pm
"Thanks to Satan here, it's been my full first name that's been receiving the jokes. Rather that be the butt of all my incoming jokes than my gorgeous hair..." murmured Che as his eyes rolled tiredly and bothered in their sockets. Will's utterance of the six letter name was enough to send Che's poker face reeling back into what anyone that knew him would call his neutral expression. Once more, the Mastering Owl found that his attention was locked onto this woman. This time it wasn't because her appearance, her voice or her face, which Che had to squint to make out in the low lighting of the back room, rang a bell loudly in his mind, but now because he had knowledge that she used to work for The Fallen Phoenix. Removing his hands from his pockets now to allow them to hang idly by his side, the Italian bum spoke, "Good to meet you, Serena. Your time with TFP was just passing muse huh? It's good you got out of there when you did. Those idiots are not giving a good name to neither America or the Owls that live within it. And please, call me Che. Cheani is such a stupid, stupid name. Like Will, William or Bill.....and Maestro."
The man decided to rest his lanky figure by relaxing in a nearby seat. The table he placed his feet upon was disconnected from Will's and Serena's so there wouldn't be any confrontations about etiquette. More or less, it was for the lady as he knew Will probably could care less about it. Opening a purple eye to the woman who asked his aged, he soon chuckled and scratched his head in more than serious thought. Like a computer that'd just been introduced to a paradox, he could feel his mind cramping at the thought of his real age. Perhaps he was....less than one thousand years old, but more than.....more than....? "How old am I you ask? More or less so-so old. Not too old, but old enough to be old I guess...I don't know." replied Che evading the question and the labor behind the thought in one fell swoop. "I'm rather, rather old. I am not a child although I have been told I have the attention span of one. Also, forgive my friend. He, much like myself, is used to fighting....been fighting all of our lives. Our disjointed lives..." Trailing off on the reference to the reincarnations the two had to undergo to return, Che closed his eyes once again and yawned drowsily. Rubbing the thickened collection of hair upon his chin, the elder Owl went on, "Guns hm? Trigger happy or do you just like the smell of gunpowder in the morning? And if you don't mind me asking, Serena, how do you know Maestro here? Maybe that'll let me know where I remember you from."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:18 pm
((Will))
And Dante was still himself except with worse taste than usual with that mask. He showed it even as he tossed the mask off in a dramatic wave, and the mask disappeared into thin air. The Satan Owl looked at his former successor and smirked. "Oh, my. I'll have to pass on that memo next time. I guess hell didn't get the memo about you being who you say you are..not that it matters. You disappointed us by failing so quickly there." The blonde devil smiled innocently. "I'll let them know next time you visit." He took out a black card from his pocket and tossed it at Dante. "Well, go on and catch up with the two years. You've lost weight. I do hope that with this card you don't over indulge and become a fat useless lump with bad taste in masks." The black card was similar to the one Will had given Nova about two years ago. It was virtually a free pass, a debit card with an account routed to some of Will's funds, but most importantly, it wasn't traceable and that would help Dante. The younger blonde man was still Che's brother, and Will was still Che's mentor, a mentor who saw Che as a son.
The devil leaned back in his chair as he watched Serena, Che, and Dante banter. Serena wasn't actually as surprised as she could have. That was a good sign. She was being herself now and ----ohh...why did Che have to mention that name? It had been so long... "Ah, no, Serena. You have never tried to kill either of them. If you did try to kill Cheani, you'd be deader than a doorknob." He eyed Dante as the other blonde mused about how Serena couldn't know about Che. "Well, Cheani's not quite the overachiever, haven't you noticed? Disappointing, isn't it? It comes with his childish nature and Thomas." The host grinned and motioned for wine glasses to be brought for Che and Dante and filled with champagne. The request was promptly filled.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:38 pm
"Yes the first few months or so in Hell were very very unpleasant. But after a little time shall we say asserting my authority some of the denizens crawled into place." Dead of Alive Dante was never the type of person to wallow under someone else's control. He looked down at the card and smiled putting it into his pocket. He may have had a vast information web, but his entire collaboration of stocks, bonds and money had been dispersed to the other Night Owls upon his death all of that was all but gone. When Will mentioned his weight he looked himself over, it hadn't even occurred to him that he had lost weight. "Look at that. Well I am a few years out of date I suppose I will need to recuperate more than just my powers." He said as he took a seat as well.
As the champagne was poured Dante raised the glass slightly. "Cheers." he said before he took a small drink, the fizz of the champagne frothing lightly in the glass. "Not that this isn't a nice reunion, it's great to see you all again...On this side of the dead or alive coin I mean, but why the sudden meeting? Is the war such a large scale topic?" He asked rhetorically, he understood that the war was indeed the first priority right now. He smiled a little as Will explained why fighting Che would be a bad idea, he couldn't be further from the truth, God Owl successor or not Che was one of the most powerful Owls alive. "Thomas? He's still alive? Well I shouldn't really be surprised I didn't see him in Hell so where else would he be? Oh well, I suppose this is in a way a plus. I'm not a person who particularly likes revenge but killing me sort of tips the scales in that favor." Gently he swirled the champagne in the glass.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:11 pm
((Serena))
Serena regarded the other blonde males words carefully before nodding her head “Mhmm, I guess I can understand what you are saying…And do not fret, your sarcasm has not insulted me nor do I take it as spite” Serena’s own black past was neither pristine or the stuff of a good hearted tale, too much killing and stealing on her behalf for that. She smiled innocently when Dante questioned her about not knowing Che when she had been a member of the Fallen Phoenixes. “Ah, like I said…it was a mere passing muse. I kept myself well away from their more intimate dealings.” She then went against her better judgement about not drinking and sipped a small mouthful of the crisp champagne.
The Vanishing Owl smiled somewhat when Che muttered about jokes made about his full name and his apparently gorgeous hair. “One must wonder how your hair and name became the stuff of jokes.” She leaned thoughtfully on an opened palm, quite relaxed considering her earlier mood “I find your full name rather interesting. Either way, I am led to believe that you don’t really care for the mocking’s of others” The white haired woman let out a small sigh when the topic momentarily back to her time spent with the Fallen Phoenix’s, she took another small sip and opted to entertain them with a few more words on that subject “I was only there on business, I had no intention of following their beliefs or wasting my time and energy aiding with their so called cause. Besides, I already have a far better job” And then Che went and mentioned a few names that he said were as stupid as his own. The first two had no reaction from Serena…but the last two had her arching a finely shaped eyebrow towards Will. “Bill? Maestro? Well now…” The playful glint was back in her eyes and she innocently sipped her drink.
Serena merely registered Che’s words about him being old…or at the very least he was not a child. Wasn’t his appearance enough to go on alone? She waved a hand slowly, dismissing his words of forgiveness on his friends’ behalf. “I do not mind. It is better to speak bluntly than to beat around the bush. Fighting all your lives? Mmm, my mind has already come to a conclusion leading me to believe that all of your lives have been far longer than that of you average human or Owl. I can only begin to imagine what things you have seen, done and… perhaps regretted” She laughed a little at the gun comment and smiled mischievously. “Oh believe me…you have no idea about my feelings for firearms. I wager I could teach you a thing or two…” She glanced over at Will and her innocent smile was back in place, although the playful glint had not vanished “How we met? Now that is quite the tale…Summing it up; I tried to kill him.”
She narrowed her eyes when Will began speaking, apparently his little student was of more value to him then she could have ever guessed. “Deader than a doorknob?….Mmm, now now, Will, don’t turn this into a challenge, you know very well how I take those kind of words~” The Vanishing Owl was jesting of course, She was merely entertaining the thought of Will acting almost protective when discussing his students life or whatever. She proceeded to play with her glass once again, something that was apparently becoming some sort of habit during this conversation. She glanced sideways at Dante as he muttered cheers before sipping some of his champagne before going on to speak about other matters.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:40 pm
((Will))
"You had it easy, kid." was Will's response to Dante asserting his authority over some of the denizens. Will looked at Dante with a dark smile, the one that went along the lines of "Thomas isn't in hell because he's not begging for death yet...and then he'll wish he was alive." Sebastian was back in the room with drink. "Ah, Sebastian. The masked skinny bones there doesn't know you, but he will know." Will looked at Dante and gestured to Sebastian. "Sebastian is my personal butler. You can trust him. Ask your brother." And with that aside, the devil turned back to Che's comments.
"Mhmm...just business, but she does know a lot more about TFP and New Exire than you think she does. Weaponry? She knows more than you two combined." The blonde Satan Owl smirked at Serena as he stood up and walked over to her seat and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Why have I called you two here? I wanted you to meet Serena, and I wanted her to get to know you....even if she did try to kill me and completely failed." He patted Serena on the head. "A challenge, dear? Not this time." The blonde devil kissed Serena lightly on the cheek before straightening up and smirking at Dante and Che. "We're expecting."
((Edited))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:10 pm
"Nope. Overachieving takes work. I'm not a big fan of work. Not a huge fan at all." said Che, his tone as low as his relaxed, high purple eyes. Not looking back on his past which saw him rallying many Owls of different kids, he accepted the remark from Will. It was possible that the man was intrinsically lazy, but it was past, which he didn't boast about or spill all over the table for Serena to sift through, suggested the opposite. Shrugging in mere though, he opened an eye and looked over to Will and Dante as they conversed and to silver haired weapon expert when she spoke. Again, the Italian found himself grinning at Will's sarcastic excerpts as if they were compliments to his personality. Somewhere in the dark heart of the devil to his left, he knew there was some shred of respect. If there wasn't surely, the blonde would have no business with him or his brother.
"By all means girl, you can fight me or try to kill me. You'll just be another person on that long, long, looooong list of people." The man had honestly lost count of the attempts on his life just as he'd lost count of his life's span. Now that he was aging again in a twenty-seven year old model of his body, he could've easily said that his age was such. No need to lie to someone he'd met for the first time though, was there? "Alot of people find my first name interesting. Kids tend to have a ball with it as it is usually a girl's name where I come from. That alone has gotten me used to the mocking. That and my indifference. Of course, Bill here would call that laziness." The Mastering Owl sat up in the plush chair repositioning himself for comfort and rested his hands over his full stomach. The evening was good and ripe with food aplenty. Thanks to Will and Sebastian, the restaurant that Che had in mind to never frequent again was made anew in the Owl's mind. Maybe if he could steal Will's identity, he could always get food of this caliber.
Then, Serena's profession was revealed by means of Will. An assassin with more than enough knowledge on firearms. As a man of swords and cards, the old as dirt Owl didn't give a second thought to guns and their 'barbaric' nature. "Keep that information to yourself." said the wild haired Italian in nigh-protest, "I'm not too attracted to guns. It's good that you know your way around them. Surprising as well as you are a woman. But hey, better you're on the battlefield than in the kitchen I guess." His eye lowered once more and the sleeping look returned to the Owl's face. It was when Will announced that both he and Serena were expecting did he move an inch. His pale lips crept into a smile which then parted into a toothy grin. He didn't know what to say to the man or the woman, but all the while sitting, he had an idea that they were more than just...eating buddies or whatever. "Congratulations Maestro. I hope you're ready for eighteen years of hell. Twenty-one if it's a girl."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:43 pm
((Serena))
Serena hid well her eye twitching when Will patted her head; he knew full well that she hated that. Stroking her hair? That was always welcomed, but not the patting. Still, over the last few years she had allowed him to get away with it despite the fact she didn’t enjoy it in the slightest. “I did fail…My informant had failed to give me sufficient information in regards to you…Not that I feel it would have helped in the slightest” And then Will broke the news. It took a great deal of effort to not blush but thankfully in the dim lighting it would be hard to see the colour rising on the Vanishing Owls cheeks. She didn’t want others to see her current expression, one that was usually reserved for Will, and so she hid it behind the wine glass as she took a sip.
The Vanishing Owl recovered herself quite hastily and let out a small breath of air. Even now those words were strange to the ear. In all honesty, wasn’t it quite early to start announcing this to others? She couldn’t be more than a month or so gone. Clearing her throat, Serena placed her glass down with a steady hand and ignored the gaze and words of the others. Being in the centre of attention (somewhat) was not to her likening, but, she supposed there was not much she could do on that matter. Smiling coyly, Serena spoke “Any number of years in hell would be pleasant for him” She gave a satisfying smirk up at Will before returning her attention to the empty glass at hand.
((NPC---Sebastian))
The dark haired butler had been standing at the very back of the room observing the group of people as they spoke of small matters and trivial things, such as war and food. Sebastian took a step forwards every now and then to refill the empty glasses before taking up his usual position in the shadows. When Will spoke to him about Dante not knowing him yet, the butler took a few steps forwards and bowed slightly before the other blonde male “It is a pleasure to meet you…” He muttered in his usual smooth and cool voice. As he straightened up he smirked “It is as William states; I am very trust worthy. Che here has known me for long enough to back up this claim..” He promptly refilled Serena’s emptied glass after going by the notion that she seemed to need it after what had just been announced. As he poured the drink he muttered to her softly “May that be the last one”
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:52 pm
Dante listened carefully to the various people talk, what an odd mix of people to be having a conversation. He continued to swirl the liquid around in the crystal glass. He smiled and rested his arm on the rest of the chair. "I used the same sword for hundreds of years your knowledge of firearms without a doubt far exceeds my own." He remembered the sword well, he remembered the silver cross it had been melted down from to give it it's enchanted powers, the world was a bi place Owls weren't the only ones with powerful secrets. "Challenges are good, they're healthy the sense of competition strives to make people better. Or if you're Che and myself it strives you to kill your brother but we were a complicated bunch." He laughed a little at their own stupidity, despite their age they could still act very foolish from time to time. Dante looked up towards Sebastian who Dante recognized as the man who gave them the invitation to head back into this room. "Ah yes, of course. Forgive my earlier rudeness you don't live as long as I have without developing an annoying sense of paranoia when around strangers." He smiled at Sebastian with his typical fatherly styled smile. He looked back towards Will raising an eyebrow when he said that he and this woman were expecting a child. he had to think for a minute on whether or not this was a joke, it wouldn't have been the first time Will had played an inappropriate joke.
"Congratulations. I hope the child takes after it's mother the world isn't ready for another Will, it never will be." He raised the glass again in another round of cheers this time over the news of their child. "Don't be ridiculous Che children change your lives for the better. I know mine sure did. All of them were good people, You never forget them, each name and face down to the last detail are still engraved into my memories." His trip down memory lane was short but sweet as he quickly returned from his reminiscing. "But regardless I am happy for the both of you." He could see the mother was a spunky woman, he imagined what kind of child the two of them would have, something with endless amounts of energy for sure.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 6:33 pm
((Will))
"Ah, Serena, this one here. Cheani's the lazy bum, if you haven't noticed by now. His brother is a bit better with not being lazy, but he gets carried away in a different way...which ended in his failure....these two here, failures the duo of them. Both got nailed by a stinky southern Tommy." Oh yeah? And who had failed to save them? Will. That dark smile that Dante saw earlier appeared again. Clearly, the Satan Owl had it out for Thomas for more than one reason, and he wouldn't take less than having Thomas tortured for eternity.
Will patted Serena once again and then stroked her cheek to help hide the blush. He smirked at Che's remark about kids being hell. He nodded as he heard Sebastian mumble to Serena. The drink Seb was pouring for Serena was actually now nonalcoholic sparkling cider. "Mmmm.....what she said, Che. Hell is no stranger to me, you idiot. You should know that by now. You're all welcome to visit. I have guestrooms in the castle and...." Will looked straight at Che again. "Free food. Not Nutrigrains. Real food, you cheezy Che" And there was no explicit mention of a certain bed that Serena fell in love with.
When Dante mentioned paranoia, the devil had to chuckle. Ah, Sebastian would enjoy having another Presidiomni to torture. Granted, Che was a bit more animated than Dante, but Will was sure Sebastian would find some sort of amusement in the elder Presidiomni brother, especially since Dante had made a boatload of mistakes in assuming facts about Sebastian including his age, experience, and so on.
Will said nothing to Dante's remark of challenges he and Che shared when they tried to kill each other. Will had done nothing there and just watched in the background as Che and Dante fought across the world and broke stuff as they always did. But he did smirk at Dante's comments and congratulations. "Why, thanks. Another me? Why not?" The blonde devil smirked. "The world can't get enough of me." He kissed Serena again. "Isn't that right, dear?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 3:31 am
((Serena))
Serena nodded her head when she caught Sebastian’s words. She had already pushed her luck by drinking two glasses of champagne in a short space of time, the third glass will be savoured in a way a fine drink should be. Looking over at Dante Serena shook her head slowly. While his words were a compliment, she still couldn’t bring the thought of another her running around, not with her track record and past life pleasures and indulgencies. No, the child will be free to be whatever they wanted to be. She listened carefully as Dante went on to speak about his own children, how many had he had? By the sounds of a fare few, still, it was rather endearing how he can remember them all.
And then she received another pat on the head courtesy of Will which was quickly followed by a small stroke along her heated cheek. Serena promptly brushed Will’s hand away before his innocent gesture had her positively glowing crimson. She sipped her drink and tasted the difference; she smiled appreciatively over at Seb who was studying the other blonde haired male with utmost interest. Her silver eyes met Will’s when he commented on Dante’s words and she nodded attentively. The Vanishing Owl laced her fingers gently through Will’s hair when he had bent to kiss her before pulling away. Smirking, Serena gazed towards the other two “That is correct, Will…” Such displays were not something she done on a whim, but if it was to prove a point (which it somehow did) then so be it. "The world would become a more interesting place"
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 6:13 am
Dante blinked before looking towards Che. "You were killed by Thomas? I thought Lucien killed you...Hm, now that I think about it I've sort of wondered how he managed to do that. No offense to him, he's the Death Owl for sure, but back then he's only a husk of the person he is now." This only gave him another reason to get back in the game. "Well then I suppose we can't have that now can we." Dante smiled his own version of the dark Satan Owl smile, whether or not he still was, Dante was the successor to the Satan Owl for a reason, and his owl designation gave way to that. Tattered, the way he left all standing before him. He tapped his pointer finger on the champagne glass. He found his smile persisting as he shifted his weight, he put his free elbow on the arm rest of the chair and then rested his hand on his upturned hand.
"It feels so good to be back in the world. I have to make up for lost time. For now Will I would appreciate it if you, your blushing bride, and faithful butler would keep my secret. That mask was for more than just dramatics, I don't want anyone else knowing that I am back just yet I want to keep it as subtle as possible for now." He laughed lightly thinking about Thomas, the former Death Owl who had ravaged the world, he would take great pleasure in what he assumed would be a glorious battle.
As the dark expression on his face faded and his light hearted sense returned he looked again towards Che and Serena. "Castle? Well it looks as though there are some perks from Hell that I missed, I'll have to remember that next time I take a trip down stairs." He said with a small laugh. He sat up straight now, looking into the palm of his hand he snapped his fingers, attempting to make the black Reaper's Flame, floating just above his fingertips a small black flame appeared, flickering gently before he pressed his fingers together extinguishing it. "I had almost forgotten about this. Which reminds me, how are the mysterious duo Jeanne and Brian doing?" He was unaware of their new code names and as such had unintentionally given away Phantom's name, not that it mattered to anyone in this room. Dante turned his attention towards Serena as she stated that the world would become more interesting. "Interesting, dangerous, chaotic, deceptive, all are great choices for adjectives to describe a second Will but in the end it boils down to the same thing. But who knows children don't always take after their parents. I know Anderson is more light hearted and forgiving than his mother or myself."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 2:05 pm
"Oh don't worry Serena. I've tried to kill Will before, but that obviously didn't turn out how it should've. Now, my good sir, I wouldn't call myself lazy..." Che said in paltry defense, "I'm just...not really inclined...to labor? I simply lack any zeal yearly---that makes an acronym doesn't it?" When it appeared that the man had backed himself into a corner where Will and Dante would pick him apart like vultures while Serena Serena'ed, Che simply scratched the tuft of dark hair atop his dry scalp and grinned sheepishly and childishly. "Alright, maybe I am lazy. But.....not too lazy. Maybe. Depends on the work. And to clarify, Thomas didn't kill me thank you very much Will. It was Dante's A student, Lucien." And soon after, Dante clarified to which Che nodded reluctantly. Hadn't it been for Roulin and Noel's efforts, surely, the Mastering Owl would be dead. Thanks to the act of revival though, he loss his status as the next God Owl. Che more or less didn't care though. The role, as what he saw, was just another pile of work. He had a good amount on his plate as it was.
Speaking of food, the student of the devil snickered when Will mentioned that there was free food. If there were no Nutrigrain bars, then to Che, there was no real food. His weary eyes drifted to the Satan Owl and he sat up, then leaned forward lacing his fingers between his knees. "Real food? Cheezy Che? Me and the drama queen Roulin managed to live nearly a year off of those things. You should try one heated one day...far better than your warm juicy steaks, or your sparkling wine or your illustrious foreign cuisine well prepared by your tallest, most creepiest butler." And whether or not that was a compliment or a long, drawn out 'no thank you, I can live off of junk food' would remain with Che. Surely, if Will knew the Italian well enough, he would be able to understand just what he meant.
"Another you eh? I just hope your child doesn't grow up to be another devil like you. Hopefully he'll grow up to be more mindful. Like Dante or mys---like Dante." Slowing, the Mastering Owl's vision crept over to his brother who was exhibiting his power. Due to his inactivity and subsequent loss of status, it was weaker, but it was still very much a threat. Like Che, the other blonde was still powerful. Extensive training with his power would see Dante back in fighting form which was something Che would need him to return to asap. "Oh, you mean the two superheroes with the masks? They're doing fine. The girl though...you should thank her sometime soon. If it weren't for her, I doubt you'd be sitting right here with us brother."
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