11-15-2015, 12:54 AM
"Ho-ly shit," the devil hunter cussed heartily in witness of the of the familiar handsome figure having strode into the room. Even the demon hanging at Dante's ankles seemed mysteriously enchanted by the hottest Fiendlord in existence.
"Frickin'... Magus? Oh, excuse me, 'Sexy Magus', isn't it?" Dante held a hand up in witness, continuing with, "Man, lemme just say, you're a sight for sore eyes. I'd ask what you've been doing all this time, since we last got together, but I can already guess the answer."
One of the bar-tending imps, taking care not to bump into the idol of sexiness, instead goose-stepped onto the lesser reaper and served Dante the bottle of alcohol. The devil hunter quickly swiped up the drink, popped open the cap, and chugged down a large swig of the stuff, breathing out a large sigh as the bottle left his lips.
"Feels good, huh?" Dante asked, almost mockingly, to the humiliated demon at his ankles. It offered a tortured groan in response. Shaking his head with a chuckle, Dante took another sip of booze and leaned on the bar to enjoy the show.
"Frickin'... Magus? Oh, excuse me, 'Sexy Magus', isn't it?" Dante held a hand up in witness, continuing with, "Man, lemme just say, you're a sight for sore eyes. I'd ask what you've been doing all this time, since we last got together, but I can already guess the answer."
One of the bar-tending imps, taking care not to bump into the idol of sexiness, instead goose-stepped onto the lesser reaper and served Dante the bottle of alcohol. The devil hunter quickly swiped up the drink, popped open the cap, and chugged down a large swig of the stuff, breathing out a large sigh as the bottle left his lips.
"Feels good, huh?" Dante asked, almost mockingly, to the humiliated demon at his ankles. It offered a tortured groan in response. Shaking his head with a chuckle, Dante took another sip of booze and leaned on the bar to enjoy the show.