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GENESSIA COMMONSPACE
[ The groggy haze hasn't yet exactly worn off this demon hunter here and Nero finds himself crashed on the bed he has in this (temporary) room of his. Arm draped across his eyes, he's about five seconds away from conking out where he hopes when he wakes this will all be a bad dream, when the sound of WHATEVER THAT IS keeps him from doing so. With a scowl, he throws himself off the bed, yanks open the door (and nearly off its hinges oops) and- ]

Hey! You wanna keep it down?!

[ He'll just yell that down the hall to whoever or whatever that is. ]

GENESSIA CITY
[ Moving down the streets with a scowl on his face (not like he ever wears another expression) is a white-haired, sword strapped to his back with a glowing blue arm guy. He's heard the spiel about this place, is annoyed with this whole kidnapped by spirits shtick going on here, and can't remember the last time he actually ate something so that's where he's headed. Or hopes he is.

The first food place he finds, he drops some of those red bills down and asks what he can get with some of this and, as he waits for his food to be brought to him, if you're staring, he's gonna feel that... even address you without looking over. ]

Take a picture, it'll last longer.

[ That, or, he's going to be sitting there at whatever table is available, head in his hands and clearly just DONE with this place already. ]

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[ There's a face that Nero makes regarding the musicals suggestion, one that clearly reads no, he's not so much into that; he was never one to sit around in church either.

The happenings surrounding Halloween, however, has Nero cock his head to the other side as he stares to her and listens. If ever there were a time for things to go south, Halloween would sure be it as he can't really see too much mayhem happening around Christmas or Valentine's... but who knows really. However, a fighting tournament... that might bring him around, if even to catch a glimpse. ]

Sounds like you guardians are gonna have your hands full in the next coming weeks.

[That expression earns a giggle from Yang. All right, two badasses with no musical talent! They'll get along fine.]

Yeah, probably. We do a lot of training in our off-time to prepare for emergencies, so there's no point getting agitated about a future we can't predict, right?

[She spoons up some soft-serve and squints her eyes at him with a crooked grin.]

Why? Interested in the job?

Guess that depends on the benefits and pay.

[ Because he can't be bumming around in that temporary residence of his forever and a guy's gotta eat, upgrade his weapons, get some new clothes... you know, the necessities and all. ]

But then again, I kinda prefer to do things on my own.

[ Nero never really was good at teamwork... it's why The Order often had a problem with him... even if he was their best and got shit done. ]

Easily one of the better paying jobs. Benefits are decent too.

[Yang has never exercised her benefits package, but considering Weiss used to be in charge, she's pretty confident that her teammate put something damn good in place.]

Gale Reinhardt is the guardian of Nova City, and as it just so happens? He's hiring. It's not Everglade, and I don't know what their hiring status is, but it's a solid job, and I like my teammates.

[She smirks.]

But he will hit on you. Just roll with it. He's never serious.

[She waves her hand.]

And do some bounty hunting on the side when you get tired of the paperwork and want to stretch your legs. It's worked out well enough for me.

Nova City, huh? Gonna miss me already after this little chat?

[ He's teasing, Nero having considerably relaxed a little and knowing that Nova City is where Yang here is stationed. ]

Guess that's an option I'll have to look into.

[ The bounty hunting first, being pretty good at that sort of thing and thinking it can't be too difficult for him to handle. Right? ]

One other thing... what's the weapon situation like around here? Got any good places a guy can buy from? Even parts?

[Oh ho, so he can flirt too once he has a chance to eat and chill out. Yang's eyes gleam as her grin widens.]

Better than carrying around a picture of the back of your head.

[At least she knows his personality would fit in well, as far as she and Gale are concerned. Probably Ayame too. Grievous and Enno...]

[...]

[...They'll cope.]

You'll need to register in Nova City for a license before you can bounty hunt there, but it's easy. And that depends on what kind of weapon you're looking for. They'll forge just about anything in Fayren, probably slap on some enchantments too. But if you want something super customized, I'll point you toward my little sister, Ruby. Loves weapons, made her own. I'm no slouch either.

[She lifts her left arm, elbow propped up on the table, and makes a fist. The thick bracelet on her wrist suddenly snaps and clicks, sheathing her arm in yellow metal plates.]

I can shoot with it too. Use the recoil for extra mobility.

[She winks, letting him examine as long as he likes before she deactivates Ember Celica to put it back into bracelet mode.]

There are plenty of scrapyards and shops in Fayren and Nova that will keep you covered as far as parts go if you'd rather make your own. Fayren and Everglade can add the supernatural stuff.

[ Ruby, huh? Well, good to know there's others around who have a fondness for creating, personalizing, and designing their own weapons, there's definitely a certain level of respect for that.

When she shows off her arm and the yellow metal plates that suddenly seem to appear, he tilts his head to the side and gives it a look over. Well, can't say he's ever seen anything like that before. To which, he grins a little, fleeting as it is, holding up his own glowing blue arm and curling his hand into a fist. ]

Can't say I've got a recoil on this baby but it definitely has its own tricks.

[ Some which Dante himself has been on the receiving end of but, that's in the past now. He does, however, reach around under the table and drops Blue Rose down onto it, the double barrel revolver gently spinning for a second or two. ]

This is Blue Rose. Designed and customized her myself.

[ And he's proud of her.

Tilting forward some, he shrugs his shoulder to allow the hilt of his sword to be seen a little better, Red Queen. ]

Same with Red Queen here. Upgraded her to be a lot more... fiery.

[ Well, that's one way of putting it. ]

But I can't say I wouldn't be interested in seeing what sort of work your sister does.

[Yang takes her time with his revolver, picking it up and looking it over. Looks clean, and well put together.]

You and Ruby already have one thing in common. Her scythe is named 'Crescent Rose.'

[Those two are going to be such adorable nerds, she just hopes she's there to see it. Once she's satisfied, she puts down the gun (to the relief of the waitress and the cook who are both eyeing these two VERY nervously) and turns her attention to the sword.]

Oh yeah? Did you work in some Fire Dust?

[She reaches across the table to brush the fingers of her left hand over the hilt, expecting it to be warm to the touch.]

I'll give you her number. You'll like her, she's adorable.

[So much sisterly love. She holds out her hands, palms up turned and fingers outstretched, toward his glowing right hand.]

Heh... I admit, I've been a little curious about your arm. What's it do?

[And she wouldn't have asked, but he's presenting it to her along with his other weapons, so it seems like she's in the clear.]

[ Her curiosity about his arm is not anything he didn't expect and, while at first he would have made better efforts to conceal the thing, he's gotten a little better about it and just... not caring much. Usually.

Fingers come to stretch themselves out as he falls quiet and looks to his glowing blue arm wrapped in red "skin", if you will. ]

It's demonic.

[ Maybe that's a little obvious? Maybe not. Either way, he says it with a lift of his blue-eyed gaze up to her. ]

I'm a demon.

[ Well, part demon, but it's still enough to get his gaze to flick away. ]

Before you say it, yeah, I'm one and I hunt demons. Probably breaks some special code or something but it's not like I care.

[ Because despite his having demon- Sparda's blood within his veins, he's still more human than any of the demons he puts down, than any of the ones who have caused chaos and destruction back within his world. ]

Comes in handy when you're in a pinch.

[ And, maybe wanting to show off a little, Nero reaches out toward another table a little ways down from them, a giant spectral blue sort of arm appearing around his own that then lunges for a glass of chocolate milk off the table way in the back, grabs it, and brings it over to theirs, setting it down before the arm disappears. ]

Got milk?

Pfft! Comes in handy. I knew I was gonna like you!

[Even if the pun was unintentional, Yang got a kick out of it. And since he doesn't seem too shy, she takes his hand in both of hers, flesh and steel. Her right hand is better suited for just turning his wrist to either side, since she can't feel anything with metal fingers. She can be a bit more curious and exploratory with her left hand.]

[An interesting arm for an interesting guy. She lets him go when he explains a little more about his dual heritage. A union between a demon and a human? There's a very slim chance that happened out of love and companionship.]

I won't pry. But I'll listen if, somewhere down the line, you feel like venting about it.

[Her head turns at the demonstration, and her brows shoot up toward her hairline as he demonstrates his reach.]

HA ha ha! Nice! All mine does is store bullets.

[She bends her right wrist forward and a little steel barrel pops up with a ka-chack! Then she pushes it back down.]

Still...better than nothing, right?

[ His childhood is something he doesn't ordinarily like to relive, let alone discuss, but he appreciates the sentiment for listening should he need someone? Maybe? Yeah.

When she shows off her steel barrel, he raises a brow before he lets out an amused sound. ]

Pretty sure anything is better than nothing when you're in the middle of a fight.

[ Especially with demons of all shapes and sizes.

But with the awkward pause and the whole ignoring the mutters about how, yeah, he totally did take that glass of chocolate milk off that table with a large, glowy demon arm, Nero looks over to Yang then, giving a scratch to his cheek with his human fingers. ]

Guess you need to get back to whatever it was you were doing before all this, right?

[Yang grins, then nods. It's her day off so mostly her plans are 'whatever sounds fun' but she gets the sense that he needs some time alone to process all of this and let it sink in. He's got some decisions to make, so she'll let him think things over and get his bearings.]

I've got a couple of errands to run. Here...

[She takes a napkin, then writes down three numbers: Ruby Rose, Gale Reinhardt, and Yang Xiao Long. Then she slides the napkin across to him.]

Offer of a lift is still good, as long as you're not nervous around motorcycles. Least I can do is drop you off somewhere.

[ Eyes of blue scan over the scribblings on the napkin and he comes to take it into a hand when it's pushed over to him, tucking is safely within an inside jacket pocket. ]

Thanks but I'd rather walk.

[ He flicks white strands of hair out of his face as he looks up to her, allowing an arm to drape across the back of the booth. ]

Does the body good.

[She laughs, scooting out of the booth and dragging her jacket along with her.]

With that kind of evidence, it'd be pointless to argue.

[Yang winks and slings her jacket over her shoulder.]

See you around, Nero. Good luck! You got this.

[With that she saunters away, the bell above the door jingling as she pushes her way outside. The distinctive grumble of a motorcycle engine follows shortly thereafter just before she speeds away.]

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