Dante.
@FemaleNephilimD
Angels and Demons can both kiss my ass because I'm not backing down without a fight. Sister, @FemaleNephilimV Artist: Heavenin—Hell | RP
TINK! TINK!! Tapping the halo with both Ebony and Ivory and then his head. Come on, bring out the horns! “No, it’s not fair you can pop a halo out to work in your favor. Drowning in sin is more fun though.” Mom, if you can hear this sorry—
Zander brings his hands together over his heart in a praying gesture. "I know it's not fair that I am free of sin and you are not. It's not too late to repent."
Tink! Tink! . . . Tapping the halo with Ivory. “Stop it. That’s not fair.”
"Because you're being mean to me when I've never been anything but a perfect Angel." Zander pops his halo.
Poking @GunsOfLament with her pistol. Don’t worry, she has gun etiquette. But she’s definitely up to no good.
“Yeah, I should. . . I tend to avoid that kind of conversation. I feel like he wouldn’t know much beyond what he did.”
"You guys may want to speak with Sparda about that then. Despite being them, Nephilim are largely a mystery to all of us."
“Like a spider,” Vergil likes those for whatever reason. “Yeah, it is. That entire area. She’s just really good at making you think nothing is wrong.”
"Maybe she's about to molt like a butterfly. Jokes aside, that's a bit concerning. It is her sigil?"
“The feathers haven’t but her back apparently hurts and it’s super hot to touch.”
"Has it gotten worse?"
“A quiet Sunday for me and the girls. Good.” The girls are the guns.
“Yeah, they’re great.” Anyways. “Figured that’s the case and I’m not looking forward to it. She isn’t having a good time right now.”
"You can buy those now, you know." Crass comments aside. "Both. But the feathers. If she's changing, there's a likelihood you might too. You are twins even if didn't develop your abilities at the same time."
“Same but I’m bored and have no one to dick measure with?” She’s pressing her pointer fingers together. “You mean from the heat or the literal feathers we keep finding that im sure are hers?”
"I didn't ask to win the genetic lottery. I had to earn and learn all my power. Also, we're both Nephilim, we live a long time, we both my develop more abilities as we agree. Vivi was melting weeks ago. Also, your father is a legend in some circles. Why are we dick measuring?"
“You have wings though? Which, yeah I know that isn’t the point but still, and I CANT do that either. They don’t listen much, by the way.”
Zander floated his halo around, it changed from floating above on side of his skull to the other. "I don't have you guys' "Angel Boost" for one and I can't command legions of Demons."
“Yeah?” She lets go of the pistols, leaving them in his hands. Her hands drop to her side along with Ebony and Ivory poofing back into her grip. “Name two.”
He reaches up to catch the barrels of the twilight pistols. "Stop bonking me." He HUFFED. "Hey, you and Vergil have things I can't do so it's fair I can pop a halo and horns whenever I want or need."
“Dude. . . Why? Don’t flick your juices at me.”
"Leave me alone." Flicks oil at her.
“Okay and?? I got busy a few hours ago and couldn’t comment. What kind of gentleman would I be if I let you hanging?”