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Vader thought about this, but Nevan vibrated in his hand, as if telling him no. "thanks for the offer, but Nevan says she's fine as she is." he told Dee, as the guitar then vanished into thin air until Vader needed her again. he then thought about Dee's words again. sure, Nevan was clearly beautiful, but it would never work out. hell, they had talked about this before, and while Nevan was a good friend, she wasn't really Vader's type, as she could be a real flirt sometimes, even to the point where it might get creepy. plus, Nevan couldn't date someone who constantly dressed liked Dante, or other game characters, as Vader had moments where he NEVER broke character, and it kinda freaked her the hell out. still, even if they were just friends, Vader had to admit she was hot. he just HAD to. he was a straight man, after all.

Vader looked at Dee. "well, I'm not just a cosplayer. ya see, I'm a jack of all trades, if you can call me that. but, don't really call me jack, unless I'm dressed as a certain pirate captain. anyway, I cover a lot of different jobs, including being a bodyguard. as to why I mentioned this, word's gotten out that a pack of 7 high ranking demons have escaped from the demon realm and taken on the forms of humans, and they're after you, if you're really the same Empress Dee from the newspaper I read earlier. I know you seem to have powerful friends who could stop them for free or something, but please, have pity on a poor, currently jobless bum like myself and let me take care of it for you. I could really use the money if I'm gonna be on this planet for the rest of my life. that, and ever since I put on the Dante costume, I sometimes have a killer strawberry sundae craving, and I need cash to conquer it." he told her.

Vader nodded, but felt a bit insulted at Dee's disregard for his combat abilities. he wasn't just an actor. whenever he cosplayed as someone, he trained to master their weapons and powers to their limits. he could take the demons down fast and easy. "alright, but I'm not a greedy hound out for money. I'm just trying to get by using the skills I have." he told her, walking out the door. he also didn't feel like getting a job at the studio. he loved cosplaying and acting, but for some reason, acting for money seemed like selling out his talents. sure, he needed money, but he simply liked to cosplay for the fun of it, not to make a quick buck. he would do anything else for money, but he wouldn't sell out his passion for cosplay. as he walked to the railroad station, he felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, and felt an evil presence around him. he then smirked, as a pair of insect like demons rose from the shadows and pounced on him with bladed claws. Vader then pulled out Ebony and Ivory, Dante's trademark handguns, and did a backflip into the air, firing a flurry of bullets into the head of the first demon, causing it to burst into a bloody mess. as he landed on his feet, the second beast swung a claw at him, but Vader drew Rebellion, Dante's favorite sword, and simply split the thing right down the middle, watching the crimson spray gush from the corpse. Vader sighed, as these two were just grunts for the big guys. he then flashed his ticket, and got on the train. the train began moving, and Vader simply sighed. "man, this planet must hate me, if it's trying so hard to give me bad luck. I'm broke, and the only real paying job that I've heard today is making myself a sellout." he groaned. he would have ditched the costume, but he was in no mood. plus, he was cursed. if you had asked him, he wouldn't explain it to you. unless he trusted you a lot. as the train stopped in Hamster City, Vader got off, and started looking for the studio. he remembered Dee's words about being there if he wanted to, but to be honest, this was the only job he could get.

Vader had finally found the studio, and stared at the building for a bit, reconsidering his earlier thoughts on this whole thing. maybe getting paid to act wouldn't be all that bad. he would get paid to do something he enjoyed, and he wouldn't be selling himself out. he would get to see people's reactions to his cosplaying, which kinda made him feel pretty good. he walked inside the studio and looked around. "I'm lookin' for someone named Hammy." he called out.

Dee looked up at Stela and said, "Whenever you are ready to order my dear, you can come over here and tell me, okay? There is no need to be afraid or shy. Yes, I am royalty, but look at the job I am doing. I act like a lower end person on purpose. I don't want people to fear me due to my title."

This time a shadow spider tried dropping from the ceiling and without even flinching, Dee rolled out of the way, and using the neck of Terry's guitar, she stabbed the spider through the heart and it poofed into nothing.

She wiped the neck clean before polishing the face of the guitar once more. "Oh, and just so you know, I have traveled a long way in the past. These shadow creatures that keep popping up, because I was warned by that other customer, I can thwart them off. However, if more than one should attack me, you may want to try and protect me too."

Sighing, Dee rolled out of the way from a shadow rat that bombed a wall. She said, "These things must be from Hyrule. Hmm, my son Link must be on some adventure. Too bad I am missing the fun. Oh well."

Vader still looked around the studio for this Hammy person, but couldn't find the guy anywhere. he was getting bored, so he chose to give a signal by pulling out Ivory and shooting five rounds into the ceiling. hopefully, the sound of gunfire echoing through the studio would flush him out. sure, it was a crazy approach, but it usually worked. then again, whenever it DID work, the only people who usually came out were either demons, or people who wanted to steal Vader's Dante wig. damn sickos....

Vader felt the cuffs cling to his wrists. "hm....maybe I need less loud ways of drawing people out." he said. suddenly, a pack of wolf demons appeared from the shadows and attacked the cops, goring at least five of them. "mind letting me out, big guy? I could stop them, if ya want. either that, or someone is gonna have a lotta blood to mop up." he told the cop that put the cuffs on him, as the demons kept up their attacks.

(I kinda thought you would play him, since you introduced him in the RP)