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After class and washing off of just so much paint, a portal to the new anniversary home in the Black Forest (he would never realize this was a different forest) was in the cards. Because this weekend. It wasn't fun.

So, why not go an piss off Victor Von Doom with a vacation home right outside of Latveria!

It made perfect sense to Tony.

"Oh, we're testing out the new secret passages," Tony said cheerfully as they arrived.

[For the husband]

spin_kick_snap

Kathy had given her two weeks at the bar, told her landlord she wouldn't be renewing her lease in July, and hired a service to pack up her place. Knowing herself and how much she'd fret over the movers (or try to do their work for them), Kathy had decided to do something she hadn't done in three years: take a vacation. Not just take a few days off and chill in her apartment, but an actual vacation, somewhere new that carried no memories. Somewhere she could make memories.

( She'd never taken a solo vacation before )

Maybe Kathy would play a few games of volleyball and then go back to her room. Maybe she'd continue to flirt with Ethan and see where the night led. Maybe he'd turn out to be a total creeper and she'd end up having to knee him one and tell him to fuck off. Who knew? But the important thing?

She was going to get to find out. No more small. No more boring.

rebelseekspizza

They got to Limbo City sometime in the afternoon the next day. There’d been no more demonic interruptions, no creepy motels or evil executives. Just a train and then a road, and the doors of Devil May Cry which remained the sturdiest, least collapsible parts of the structure. (Thanks, Verg, for the wake-up call on that one.)

“So you can crash here until we’re sure nothing fucked-up is going on at the orphanage that got all these demons on your tail,” Dante said. “And we’ve sniffed out whoever the fuck sold you out to that rich asshole who used you as a shield.”

The little ten-year-old menace had been grateful yesterday. She looked less so now, wrinkling her nose as she kicked aside a couple of empty pizza boxes. “You still live like a slob,” she said. “How? I didn’t know anyone could make this much of a mess!”

Dante rolled his eyes as he padded to the couch, dropping his weary ass down on the ravaged old cushions. “I mean, you can also go back to the orphanage if you want…”

( We'll have to work on it. )

[[ nfb, can be open if there's anyone out there with a reason to contact him ]]

Current Music: 'Closing Time', Semisonic

rebelseekspizza

There was something off about the receptionist at the hotel. It wasn’t the oddly-sized teeth or the way his eyes always seemed to roll just in the wrong direction. He just… seemed too eager. Pushy. Dante could sense a hint of something malevolent about him.

Just couldn’t put his finger on it.

“We’ll have whatever room you have left,” Dante said. He could’ve kept walking, himself, but Patty was clearly on her last legs. Creep or no creep, she needed somewhere to sleep. “I don’t care if it gets sun or not, we’ll be gone first thing.”

“One adult and one child,” the receptionist droned, flipping a keycard onto the desk.

( Hey now, she's a young lady. )

[[ and finishing up Devil May Cry (2007) episode 1. follows this, nfb and nfi. ]]

rebelseekspizza

There were clubs in Limbo City that hadn’t been safe to go to back when Dante was younger. Before Mundus’s death, before he got himself so emotionally intertwined with a couple of people that he didn’t want to go out anymore.

They were safer these days. Sure, like so much in his life, they weren’t quite right, but they were close enough. A couple nights there and Dante could tell himself he fit back in his skin, that the weekend hadn’t mattered. That he was doing just fine.

Not that he got to enjoy it for long.

( Why is there a little kid in my house? )

[[ heavily adapted from Devil May Cry (2007) episode 1. establishy. ]]

moreofaponchoguy

If you had asked Cal how he thought he'd be spending his weekend, making breakfast for his dead Jedi Master wouldn't have been anywhere on the list. But, here he was, and here Jaro was, and here the awkward silence of so many unspoken things he'd never gotten to say was.

These were going to have to be some very magical pancakes to get them both through the morning.

[Open!]

chef_chocobro

The original plan had been to leave that morning for a fishing and camping trip, for old times sake but those plans were made before Ignis returned from seeing the others home and giving Noctis and Lunafreya a quick tour around the island and he'd discovered that the Eosian crew was not the only guests dropping in on them that weekend. Plans were thus adjusted (there were no complaints from anyone at the prospect of a later starting time that allowed for sleeping in) to accommodate. Ignis, who of course would never dream of something like sleeping in, was then taking to task that morning the thing that he did best when the Creepy Mansion in the Woods because even more Inhabited than it usually was:

He was making breakfast.

Which was not at all a ploy to potentially tempt Liliana's guests down while she no doubt slept and avoided them, how dare you.

He just liked to feed people, thank you very much. And should that lead to other potential consequences, well, then, so be it.

[[ open! especially for various guests and what have you, though I will very likely be prone to mega-SP ]]

spin_kick_snap

When it came to picking out a restaurant, Kathy'd had three restrictions: it couldn't be pizza or ice cream, it had to be fancy enough that Dan--that most people wouldn't bother with, especially on a casual Saturday afternoon, and it couldn't be so fancy that it would feel out of place and weird to be at. And so, she'd ended up eyeing the collections of restaurants on Jones and Serendipity...and if they just happened to be completely across the island from any pizza joints, ice cream shops, or liquor stores, so much the better. In the end, she'd settled on Il Pollo, figuring that that little extra flare of having the name be in Italian would be the most potent deterrent of anything on the street.

How dare you accuse Kathy Li of overthinking things? This was a perfectly normal level of preparation--at least, it was if you were meeting up with your ex-boyfriend (always ex-boyfriend, never just ex, never ever)'s dead mother for lunch.

And now she just had to finish giving herself a silent little peptalk to remind herself of the restrictions she'd placed on herself for lunch: no asking. No angling. No casually leading comments. If Eva decided to bring up certain topics of conversation, that was one thing, but Kathy certainly wouldn't be.

No reason to pull Eva into the middle of this. Not that there was a 'this' to be in the middle of.

...And also, she could admit to herself, it was pride. She knew better to think that Dante would be asking his mother anything about her this afternoon, and wouldn't even need a series of ridiculous rules about it.

[For the lady mentioned, if she'd be so kind!]

giveittoyoursister

One thing Vi had learned in her time on the island was that when you didn't have to worry about getting your hands on ingredients, she found cooking (and especially cooking for Steph) kinda soothing. But this week, she was in enough of an off mood that she didn't really trust herself in the kitchen.

So it looked like tonight was going to be a beer and pizza night.

deathsmajesty

So, yelling at the stupid rock hadn't made its presence any less obnoxious in her head, and her dreams continued to be full of faces she didn't want to see and memories she didn't want to revisit. She had stuffed all of those things into a box labeled 'Josu's Sickroom' and had kicked them down into a deep dark well where she could ignore them at her leisure.

Something something about how a necromancer should know nothing stayed buried forever.

She was in the parlor, playing her lyre and debating how to destroy a rock if magic wasn't going to cut it, when a bomb went off somewhere on the island.

Or, well, that was what it felt like to her anyway, the rest of the island could be forgiven for not noticing anything had happened at all. All of a sudden, there was a pulse of death magic so powerful that she was swamped by it. The markings on her skin lit up with bright purple light as she tumbled off her divan to land in an ungainly heap on the floor.

Honestly, she was so confused and startled that she didn't even mind - perhaps didn't even notice - the undignified yelp that accompanied her trip to the ground.

"Huh?" she asked, a little dazed. If it had been a physical blast and not just a magical one, her ears would be ringing and her vision a little spotty. "Who?"

In a moment, she'd realize that the singing had stopped, along with the obnoxious whispers. But the Onakke were clamoring for more information at the same time and it had gotten incredibly loud in her brain again. She half-heartedly bid them to shut up, but her attention wasn't on them at all.

"Okay but...what the fuck was that?"

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