[It's a lifestyle that Nox once would never even imagine he'd get close to. He was an only child, his parents raised him to be polite and proper, professional in the things he did, and kind to people he cared for. He was friendly and a great soul to be around for others, but there was nothing different about him compared to anyone else.
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.
[ he does listen to everything Nero says--noting that the man says his attitude came from Nero, and not the person he was originally born as. He's gonna do his best to hide the fact that such a sentence... kind of bothers him, instead deciding to focus on the last bit with a soured look on his face.
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.
[Eventually, Vittore will learn that it's his choice how much he lets his old personality really show through. Nox made that choice and got comfortable with who he was– because while it was a past life of his, it was also one he could work into this life, but also still belong to Nox Miller.
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.
It is hardly a surprise if you are here, before me, promising that it will happen.
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.
[What's that one saying he usually uses to describe the teens in his classes these days? Oh, right. In one ear and out the other. Which is to say that Nox doesn't take Vergil's warning seriously at all, he actually finds it hilarious.]
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.]
[ he opens his mouth to ask what the hell Jan was. His name is Vittore, or Vergil. Jan wasn't even his middle name, so he's honestly confused to what the hell that means, what the short-haired little brat is trying to...
[ he doesn't know what it means but it hits him what it was, and he's giving nero a LOOK that shows UTTER DISAPPOINTMENT, before he's turning on his heel to leave.
[Honest to god he can't help it- Vergil makes that face at him and he actually laughs. Vergil really does make this too easy.
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-]
[ WHO SAID YOU COULD PICK HIM UP AGAIN?? hE WAS PERFECTLY CONTENT WITH WALKING AND NOW THIS IS HAPPENING
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!
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.
[ struggling in mid-air is a poor-ass idea so he doesn't but that doesn't mean he's HAPPY about this, maybe he WANTED to walk and
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.
[Look, maybe this is gonna end up in payback in some way, but god if this isn't fucking funny as hell. It's... odd to say he's missed this, as he doesn't have specific memories of when he'd do this with Vergil, just more of a solid feeling and vibe overall.]
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.
[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.]
[ it'll be so sudden and out of nowhere, nero's defences won't stand a chance.
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 ]
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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 ]