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WASN'T WHAT HE WAS EXPECTING. but hey , sometimes a surprise was nice, right ? Silver pistol trained on the stranger that had left this place a mess and what was worse , He had totally stolen his target , never seen this guy before either , but he seemed to be packing some serious custom hardware. Guy was dangerous , unpredictable like a snake ready to strike any moment.

He takes the first few steps down the stairs , heading towards the entrance. He was supposed to be meeting someone here , mercenary for hire and all that , some jobs were just like this , there's thumping music blaring throughout the club , various people scattered around here and there.

he was clad in a red leather duster jacket , black skintight shirt , a pair of leather pants , he cut quite the interesting figure as he approaches the bar and rests his palm on the surface , eyeing the bartender with sky blues , gloved hand rising , moving locks out of his face with a subtle flick of his neck

𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙶𝚄𝚈 than he was letting on , the low baritone , the moments of silence following the searching of thoughts , then finally an answer to question , it also seemed like it was rehearsed to some degree , almost practiced in the way it was said.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“ sometimes , we gotta do some bad to do some good , hurt people that deserve it , actions don't just stain your skin and clothes hombre , it sinks into your soul , staining it with what you've done. ”

there was blood on the devil hunter's hands as well , his earlier days on the streets , working as a merc and a debt collector he'd bloodied his hands and his soul , to him there was no way to ask a higher power for the forgiveness of one's sins , he had committed plenty over the years , wonder what they were both doing here.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“ look like a man possessed with purpose , you wanna team up to take out this little gang ? usually i kill demons but these guys , they've been a pain in my ass for the past week while i've been around here.... "

a glance over the edge of the roof they stood upon , massive sword resting on his shoulder as he looks down at the warehouse where he had found dizang waiting and lurking. seems like he had been expecting someone to show

𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 , 𝚄𝙽𝚂𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙿𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 , a blank stare persists for a moment before he proceeds to rest his chin between his fingers , almost puzzled at the explanation about herself that she had given , brow furrows quizzically.

she was unfortunately still chained to the stone slab where she had been on offer like a fucking gourmet meal for that thing , his boot kicking the corpse in the side , forcing it to flip over , it's head falling open at the wound , spilling it's contents , dante giving a little grimace.