Nero whistles non-suspiciously, wandering around the empty Devil May Cry office. Seeing as Dante's not in at the moment, it might be a good plan to maybe possibly take just a quick peek around.
Opening the door to the storage room, Nero fancies a few of the weapons inside. A legit laser cannon, holy shit. Nero picks the thing up, pretending to fire on various objects.
Setting that down, he heads over to a pair of blades whispering to themselves ever so quietly, likely complaining about the intruder, but not speaking over a hush for fear of retribution. Might be best to avoid those.
This looks pretty nifty. Picking up a set of icy blue nunchaku, Nero takes them out of the room, swinging them around in the more open space of the office. He starts standing in some cheesy movie ninja poses, Smacking at invisible enemies in front of him. “huuuuaaaaaaahhhhh~ CHYAAH!”
Fuck. one of the icy sticks smacks him dead center in the forehead. He guesses being a ninja was only a theory. Might as well put these fuckers back before Dante catches him tearing the room apart with them.