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A smirk spread accross her quivering, pale lips now. It just came, overpowering her voluntary muscles that suddenly turned involunatary after he spoke. They soaked into her and she felt almost connected to him once again. As if, he could read her mind. Finally, maybe he understood her? Maybe he understood how she has felt all this time?

She took in one more deep breath before speaking. "Well, i guess we have more than common then what meets the eye..." Her ears perked up slightly as she began to take more steps towards the exit from the auditorium. She needed some time away from him now, after the storm had blown over. It might have torn apart her heart and soul, but her sanity was still partially intact.

The thudding of her boots echoed throughout the hallway of the exit, along with the rustling of her tails and black wings. The smirk still spread on her face, almost pasted onto her, still shown. While having her head downward and her eyes narrowed slightly, her hair fell to caress her cheeks as she slowly pushed open the exit door, and walked out with no more to say to him.

The woman was suddenly stopped, she couldn't move no matter how hard she tried. She couldn't even turn her head to see Dante's hand nonchalantly extended as a slender dagger made of black diamond entered the center of her shadow, which had extened past him as she walked. You have a rather large mouth Sometimes miss Scy...Would you like me to take care of that for you....? No matter what the situation was, Dante would never lose his cool when it came to confrontation. He stood up slowly and shakily, walked easily in front of Scy's eyes so she could see him. Does it really get you off....seeing people hurt?

Dante shrugged, relizing how quickly she had paniced when he made her immobile. It was almost....funny. I dont know what kind of life you've had, but do me a favor...leave me out of your games, I have enough problems of my own. He turned to walk off, then stopped, hearing her words of seduction, almost seemed to make her beg for pain by his hand. He imagined killing ehr, bur relized that wouldnt be fun. "As I'm sure you'd just love cut into me with that pretty little dagger of yours." Dante heard those words float in his head for a moment, then spoke. Dagger...? Why a dagger? He turned, running his fingers over the grip of his infamous sowrd Rebellion as he spoke. I wouldnt stab you, b***h....I'd fillet you.

Dante shook his head, smiling at her while he spoke. You just don't get it...I WILL kill you, I don't care how new you are to this place...you're pissing me off. He listened intently to her words of temptation and finally sighed, speaking in an arrogant tone. You know....those are some pretty shitty last words.... Scy suddenly felt a great pressure around her neck and then an arm of some sort as....Dante stood behind her, choking her. Wait...it couldn't be Dante....He was standing right in front of her! This new Dante moved like, smelled like, and talked like the one before her, but the one difference was: It didn't have a power to sense. Meet my newest technique...the Dead Soul Shadow. It's quite nice, since it cannot be sense and its made from the shadows itself. While Scy had been talking, This Dead Soul had been forming from her own shadow, slowly rising behind her as it suddenly locked on her, seeming to have Dante's strength, or at least...a fraction of it. You really want to die, dont you little girl....alright then On That Note, the cloned Dante pressed his arm into Scy's neck, almost choking her to death as he tossed her high into the air. The normal Dante leapt up in the air after her, leaving her enough time intentionally to defend herself as the clone bled back into the darkness below him. He gripped his sword, not pulling it from his back, as he spoke. Heaven or Hell: LET'S ROCK!

Her hands reached the door and she pulled it open laughing slightly. But the smile soon fadded from her face as she looked inside. Her game was over now it would not continue. Dante had just tossed the girl into the air he had such anger in his face, but there where two of him. What was going on? Without a thought she reached down and pulled out her two guns. She aimed for the Dante in the air with one and the other was on the Dante on the ground. She took a step forward and started to fire not blinking once.

Dante held the grip of Rebellion tightly in his hand, ready to strike as he inched near Scy. Suddenly, and without any warning, he flicked his left wrist, the slender barrel of Ebony suddenly pointed at her as he grinned, firing off three rounds towards her at different angles, all of them shoddy it seemed, but they held great precsion as each was a certain way she couldn't go for the breif time untill he was upon her. One went on each side of her, and one below her legs, that left her only room to go up, which was almost impossible when falling from the sky, but with a fox demon, nothing could be certain. Dante finally pulled the heavy sowrd from his back, the clean sweep of it cut the air around the razor sharp blade as he bolted towards her in the sky, comming down hard with the blade at her left shoulder, just between the shoulder and neck.

Dante nodded, speaking in a matter-o'-factly tone. Actually, your hand should be feeling alot better in just a moment.... That blade you were stupid enough to grip is a mercurial enchanted holy blade, perfect against any kind of demon, even myself. So yes, when your blood starts to burn like sulfur... just know that the wound will not heal while your body feels a sense of danger, aka...the rest of this fight. He smiled, then felt a sharp but slight pain in his side as a bullet entered it. He fell to the ground, landing like a cat as a thin trail of blood leaked out onto his crimson coat and the ashened floor. His eyes shot up as he stared daftly at Fera, his eyes feeling like hate incarnate on her as he felt the pressure from Scy's wind vortexes. he stood slowly, pointing a finger to Fera. Just wait, b***h.... you made the worst mistake of your life right there.... Without another word, he leapt into the air as hard as he could, feeling the pressure of the wind around him as he gritted his teeth, looking Scy in the face. Come on Scy.... He suddenly stopped in the air, seeming to be suspended by his feet which were attached to darkness from under him...his own shadow seemed to be holding him up.

She wanted to taunt him to take him away from that demon. "What? You say that I made a mistake yet you turn away from me? Come on I thought you where someone I should be afraid of. Guess you're just a coward." Quickly without taking her eyes off of Dante she knelt down and put away one of her guns. On her way up she grabbed her tonto. Her hand came up once again and she fired three shots at Dante. "Come on little boy, let's dance." she said smirking and licking her lip to taunt him.