[ Dante isn't by any means a morning person. But given this world had decided to dump him down into it around 10am, he's forcing himself to stay awake even if he wants to drag his feet the more he's upright.
Meeting Takame's Beloved; seeing his Master's Home--and even have the pair set him up a bedroom in their home was so lovely of them. He really scored big in the Master department--but, he does aplogise to them a few hours after his settling in that he had some errands to run.
Heheh... don't worry, I can return to your side any time. I can take spirit form and be here quickly. I have Independant Action... so I can go on errands on my own, don't worry....
I won't make master and his beloved worry...
I just have some things to see to.
Some very important things. One very important thing.
He's going to act cool-headed and easygoing as he moseys out of Takame's house, but. once he's out of sight...
Honestly. Dante runs like the hounds of hell are on his ankles. He wanted to get to know his master more. of course he did. He was kind enough to offer his home, his Mana...
But the one thing on his mind stronger than that...
Moriarty. James Moriarty. He was alive. He was alive... And he remembered him.
His last moments in that place, as Bea--... no, as The Metatron coined his desires in plain, all he could think was that he would never see James Moriarty again.
And that he hadn't been able to say goodbye.
The hounds of hell are on his ankles.
And when he arrives at the front door of M&D Law Firm, he's completely and utterly out of breath. Even as a Servant.
He's going to walk inside, swinging the door hard and purposefully trying to make a dramatic entrance. Maybe it'll mask how out of breath and flushed he is.
Don't mind what he's wearing. It looks a lot warmer than the tights and tattered cloak he'd been wearing. ]
Jan \ 03 \ Afternoon
Meeting Takame's Beloved; seeing his Master's Home--and even have the pair set him up a bedroom in their home was so lovely of them. He really scored big in the Master department--but, he does aplogise to them a few hours after his settling in that he had some errands to run.
Heheh... don't worry, I can return to your side any time. I can take spirit form and be here quickly.
I have Independant Action... so I can go on errands on my own, don't worry....
I won't make master and his beloved worry...
I just have some things to see to.
Some very important things.
One very important thing.
He's going to act cool-headed and easygoing as he moseys out of Takame's house, but. once he's out of sight...
Honestly.
Dante runs like the hounds of hell are on his ankles.
He wanted to get to know his master more. of course he did. He was kind enough to offer his home, his Mana...
But the one thing on his mind stronger than that...
Moriarty.
James Moriarty. He was alive. He was alive...
And he remembered him.
His last moments in that place, as Bea--... no, as The Metatron coined his desires in plain, all he could think was that he would never see James Moriarty again.
And that he hadn't been able to say goodbye.
The hounds of hell are on his ankles.
And when he arrives at the front door of M&D Law Firm, he's completely and utterly out of breath.
Even as a Servant.
He's going to walk inside, swinging the door hard and purposefully trying to make a dramatic entrance.
Maybe it'll mask how out of breath and flushed he is.
Don't mind what he's wearing. It looks a lot warmer than the tights and tattered cloak he'd been wearing. ]