The Legendary Dark Knight

"Steiny boy you should know better than that." Said the demon slayer hunched over as his tattered red coat hangs off the side of the chair he is sitting in. His sword Rebellion pivoted in the floor to keep him sitting upright.

For a second, Stein honestly believed that he had missed his friend so much he was starting to hallucinate. So for a minute or two he looked at him in shock, even going so far as to not only clean his glasses, but rubbed his eyes a few times  to clear him of any dirt or debris that might have gotten lodged in his eyes. Hell, he even went so far as to turn the screw in his head a few times just to make sure nothing was metaphorically loose. After Death knows how long, he finally came to realize that this was indeed his friend standing right there next to him.

Interestingly enough, his face was completely stoic, no emotion to be seen on his face, and giving no clue to what his actions might have been. After a minute or two, he calmly walked over to his friend, stared at him for a minute before he grabbed his neck in his arm as if in a playful hug.

Only to start giving the Devil Hunter a painful noogie with a Soul Menace added to it for extra pain.

"Sie Arsch! Wissen Sie, wie lange ich ohne ein Zeichen von dir überhaupt gegangen ?? Ich dachte, Sie verlassen! Ich dachte, du wärst tot, du rücksichtslos, ignorant Narr! Und nach all der, dass Sie zeigen, wie nichts passiert überhaupt ??? Du bist ein Arschloch und eine Klasse, auch wenn ich dich nicht töten, kann ich es machen, dass Sie nie wieder bewegen wollen!"

Finally after his little rant, he calmed down, finally letting go of the other before simply smacking him in the back of the head, hands in his pockets now as he looked the other way like nothing happened.

"Easy there Steiny boy. That spot is still a bit tender." 

Rebellion supported the hunter as a crutch while Dante moved around it to face Stein properly, yet his weight still shifted onto Rebellion. It was clear Dante's demeanor was off. 

“If its who I think it is, I hope I aint dreaming.” He said with a small grin. He enjoyed the feeling of her presence as she rested on him. Moving  hands from beneath his head he wrapped it around her waist as the other reached out to drag the table closer and opening to box to take a slice.

He had felt dreamland welcoming him as he finally dozed off. The sound of knocking lightly echoing in the background. Hmm? He said in a sluggish thought as he finally heard his name called.

"If its who I think it is, I hope I aint dreaming." He said with a small grin. He enjoyed the feeling of her presence as she rested on him. Moving  hands from beneath his head he wrapped it around her waist as the other reached out to drag the table closer and opening to box to take a slice.

Knocking once she got no answer so she managed to open the door with one hand. Pushing it the rest of the way open with her hip and lightly kicking it shut with the heel of her boot. 

He had felt dreamland welcoming him as he finally dozed off. The sound of knocking lightly echoing in the background. Hmm? He said in a sluggish thought as he finally heard his name called.

“Sounds about right with you.” He said in a coy attitude. “Seen Steiny boy anywhere lately?”

“Who’s ready for a late night(or should I say early morning?) rumble?!” Smirked the demon hunter.

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“Man, you all stay up this late? Whose got the booze then?”

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“Too kind as always.” After browsing her liquor cabinet and making his selection, Dante made his way towards her on the couch as he opened the bottle and plopped himself next to her.

“Hope you don’t mind if I take a seat.” He said with a small grin.

“Its 4:50 in the morning sugar..” A blush tinted her cheeks as he looked her over.  ”Yea well.. Its your shirt.” She snickered as she walked over to give him a hug.

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“Who’s ready for a late night(or should I say early morning?) rumble?!” Smirked the demon hunter.

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“Man, you all stay up this late? Whose got the booze then?”

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"Too kind as always." After browsing her liquor cabinet and making his selection, Dante made his way towards her on the couch as he opened the bottle and plopped himself next to her.

“Who’s ready for a late night(or should I say early morning?) rumble?!” Smirked the demon hunter.

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“Man, you all stay up this late? Whose got the booze then?”

Leaning in to place his order. “Give me a large pepperoni. And make sure there’s no olives.” Turning back to Amy Dante continued, “But hell, the guy’s little minions did a better job.”

He listened as she told him about the wine. “Oh yeah? Why not picks us out a bottle then? I’m not the best wine choose, I mean, do I look like that kind of fancy?” He asked her with a grin and laugh to match.

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A smirk was the only action that he gave to her reply at first. Leaning in he gave her his answer.. “Oh, all kinds of things.” He said with in quite voice for her to hear.

Watching her twirl his guns shown that she was not joking about being a gunsmith, From what he could tell, it seemed she knew more than him, a lot more. “Eh, I couldn’t tell you to be honest.” Dante leaned against the door frame as she scooted passed him into his small portable home. “Yeah come on in.” He stated in a slightly coy attitude as he crossed his arms..

Giving the man a wink as she was given a bag for her orders. Leaning against the counter idly as they waited for his. “Never felt the need to break out a bottle of wine and some candles? Have a ice little picnic in the shop and watch a nice action flick?”  Her chuckle turning into a laugh at the thought. 

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Amy blushed heavily despite her smirk. The guy was beginning to grow on her. Quite a bit. It really didn’t help that he was one hell of a piece of eye candy. Idly twirling his guns her expression dropped when she didn’t see any kind of cleaning kit. Looking to him in shock when he said he couldn’t remember the last time he have given the guns a cleaning. Sauntering up to the man as he leaned on his door. “Are you kidding? No wonder they sound the way they do.. Do you even know what a DCOA is?”

"If you call that a fancy night then I'm probably already the most fanciest guy you know or close to it. Just gotta add the candles and exchange the booze for wine then that's what I call a regular night." He stated as he was handed his order. Removing a few bills from his coat he paid the man for their food.

"Plus you gotta had the good lookin gal who I share that kind of night with to be fancy as well huh?" He said with a laugh. "So we eatin here or we gonna turn this night into a 'fancy' night?" He asked with a flirty grin.

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Watching the brunnette search his small trailer a cleaning kit was slightly amusing, he wasn't even sure he had one. But he didn't want to let her know that when she asked him about a DCOA. It was just another thing to add to for him sound inexperienced with firearms, despite him knowing he was the best shot in the city. "Eh, remind me again?" He asked.

It was amusing to hear her grumble to his remark, was that a sign of jealously he witnessed? He thought. "Whats the matter? You're blushing awfully hard." He asked with a grin. "Yeah, pruple isn't my thing..but the inside of my coats is red if that counts." 

Being asked for a screwdriver was something else Dante wasn't sure that he owned. "Umm." He dumbfoundly said as he looked around his cluttered quarters making his way towards his small kitchen and began searching throuhg one of the drawers.