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he wouldn't be a father like his own, he'd decided, not long ago. he wanted to be someone who was actually present. ]
Jun, hm. Never heard of him, but I will remember that name. [ for better or for worse. ]
If you have no preference, then.
I suppose it will be 'Nero'.
I cannot say I remember ever ... naming you, or if it was perhaps your ... mother who did it, but the name is one that I have a fondness for. [ the roman emperor nero was... a hilarious man, the name almost suits the bratty, ridiculous boy who is both parts clown and frighteningly adept warrior.
...He's going to pinch Nero's ear. ]
I cannot believe you acted that way to me on the network when we first spoke, knowing I was your old man.
To think I would forget?
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Here, with who he is now where they are, Nox knows that his old family didn't have that luxury. Their lives were full of barbs and jagged edges that never seemed to fit back together. Even he, as Nero, had a hard life. But now?
At least now there's a chance of possibly having something didn't in their past.]
Then Nero it is. [He has to exhale as he listens to how Vergil appreciates his name, and there's a grin he can't help but have at it.]
Promise I won't go burning all the city down in a fit, if I can help it.
[And then, of course, Vergil pinches his ear, and Nox lets out a startled noise.]
Ow- why wouldn't I? I usually treat a lot of people like that. You just made yourself really easy to talk to and meme back at.
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His father and he had never been close--always the type of man to supply Vergil with money and support with his contacts and influence--but he was never a loving man. Caring only enough to help vergil succeed, not quite affectionate otherwise. It was his mother who had been the one to ... mostly teach him how to act. With grace and politeness, but it had always been that sort of professional gentleness--he'd never learned, even in this life, how to care for others with the whole of his heart.
Something he feels is going to soon have to change, if people keep coming into his life like this.
He's ... so lost. ]
I would asked who raised you to be so crass, but I suppose then I would be inviting unwanted trouble from Nox Miller's father, and I am not sure I am quite ready to have a custody battle for a brat with him at current.
[ not to mention that it would sound INSANE. ]
You are lucky I am willing to overlook and forgive.
If only because I do not feel like disciplining a man in his mid-twenties.
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Now? Well. He still has that professionalism, but outside of it, he's much more loose, more lax, more open. Able to breathe and talk about things rather then just walk away and pretend he's fine.]
Nah, this didn't even come from him. I was basically a "nice guy" before I woke up. Pretty boring, all things considered. This is who I was as Nero.
[The smile he wears hasn't left his face- he looks too amused to have it go anywhere, really.]
Yeah, sure. I'll remember that for next time, see if I can keep you on your toes.
[This fucking little shit.]
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Finally letting go of Nox's ear, and raising his head from where it's been pressed against Nero's this whole time. ]
...Pray tell, what do you mean by next time.
You are asking for it if you continue to throw your ... millennial strangeness at me.
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It wasn't that hard a choice, but it was a conscious one all the same.
Nox looks at Vergil when he demands an answer to his retort, and he actually grins wider.]
Nah, that'd be telling. Can't spoil a surprise early, right? Besides, I'm pretty sure it'll be good for you.
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I may not remember much about fighting and personal tactic yet, but due to my fascination with old wars and stories about great battles, I can tell you that I know quite a bit about counter attacks.
[ He's going to tip his head back, lifting his chin as he half turns, a hand up to fix his hair as if headbonking nero had mussed it up, any. ]
You aught learn to keep battle plans to yourself, even if it is just the promise of attack without any real details.
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Oh, that wasn't a promise, Vergil. That was a threat. [And maybe he looks way too much like a shitposter at that, but it's in his nature, after all.
"Counter attacks" his ass, he'll believe it when he sees it. Nox gives Vergil a look with a side-eye that says he doesn't believe him at all.]
Sure Jan. I'll remember that.
[He just.
Fucking MEME'D.
AGAIN.
AT HIS FATHER.
He is going to be in so much shit once Vergil gets all his abilities and his weapons back.]
1/2
... ]
2/2
enough. ]
1/2
Still, he does notice that his father's turned and already leaving. Nox goes back to Red Queen and picks her back up, hoisting her on his back again before turning-]
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Sorry, did you think he was just gonna let you walk home after he brought you here?]
Alley-oop! You're welcome.
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he makes SUCH a disgruntled sound in the back of his throat as he tries to grab at Nero--turn his head to make sure he didn't BANG it on the doorway as he's scooped up and away from the abandoned old fight club building--tilting his head back with an exasperated noise. ]
Sei pazzo??! [ he snaps, forgetting himself for a moment. Reel it in, Vergil. ] --What if you had dropped me that time! Give a man some warning, fool!
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The sheer surprise and also anger at Nox's actions actually makes him smile wide, finding his father's swapping to Italian so much more amusing.]
Trust me, I wouldn't. Not for this. [Whether it's answering if he wouldn't have dropped Vergil or given him a warning? Who knows!] You'll be home sooner this way anyway, and then I'll be out of your hair for the rest of the night.
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god the smile on nero's face is almost infuriating. ]
What do you mean 'not for this?' Grabbing someone and flying off with them without warning absolutely requires SOME form of warning...![ ...he's going to just
resign to this.
letting himself curl up and deal with this. ]
You are truly just going to drop me off at the Auguries and walk off, then. [ ... a small scoff. ] Fine. I need a glass of wine after all of this, anyhow.
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Yeah, 'not for this.' [You are the LEAST helpful, Nox.] Look, I've spent a whole year flying, and trust me when I say this stuff is literally instinctual.
[A beat, and he actually laughs.] Yeah. I figure you've had enough excitement for a night. Unless you want me to cause more trouble.
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Be that as it may, instinct or not, you still ought give warning, you insufferable brat.
[ hggggh. He'll settle, anyway, after a moment, not because he enjoys flying but because he just doesn't want to be dropped!!!!!!! ]
...Avoid it. Nix it. I am more than done for the night.
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Hey, you wouldn't have it any other way.
[Would he? Absolutely, he'd rather Nox act like a NORMAL PERSON about this. But normal is boring, so Vergil gets to suffer. The fly back isn't that rough, so Nox wastes no time getting his father back to the shop, setting him down easy.]
There. See? No problems.
[YOU'RE GONNA EITHER KILL THIS MAN OR HE'S GOING TO KILL YOU.]
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By the time he gets down from the air, he does feel a little frazzled. Human beings weren't meant for long-distance flights like that, and he honestly feels a little light-headed.
But somehow, the experience wasn't... terrible.
He'll adjust his hair, and shoot a quiet, sharp glance over at Nero. ]
...No. I suppose you are right.
There are no problems.
...
I suppose I should even be thanking you for taking time out of your day to show me your blade.
[ one day when he's got his powers back, man, you're getting tossed around ]