[Post Event Video]

[alwaysimpaled]

[As the feed clicks on, Dante is lounging in what appears to be the twisted wreckage of a dumpster, with Sparda barely in the frame.]

Well. That was sure a thing, but at least it's over. Finally. So, Ayame, Peter, where we getting drinks? I could use some booze. Oh, and Gale? You're coming too.

[Private to Blaze]

[Once he switches over to a private feed, he's on his way back to his shop but he's moving a bit slower than usual.]

So, I figure you've got questions. So ask 'em.

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[orlokbutterfly]

[He'll appear on the video and actually look pretty exhausted, not to mention the markings on his face and neck that are usually blue currently seem to be a deep purple right now.]

Hey, the where shouldn't even be a question. I got two places and I didn't put the booze on discount for nothin'.

[How dare, Dante.]

If you want me to come along though, someone'll have to pick me up. My movement ain't gonna be too good for a while.

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[ghostofrazgriz]

[When Blaze's own feed comes on, he currently seems to be slumped on his parked motorcycle. He's fine and uninjured, but the exhaustion is very apparent, even in his Pokemon who are slumped against the bike next to him. Blaze looks up, glad to see Dante still in one piece.]

The most important question on my mind is are you alright?

[Private Text]

[zenoh]

[ Just as the barrier closes, Ayame and Dante had split up. She let Dante go on ahead while she cleaned up the mess left on the wake of the many fighters who did more damages than the invaders did to the city. So while Dante is enjoying his time at the luxury dumpster, Ayame was beginning to feel ill in a different part of the city. It was the same time she sees his video feed and hearing him mention her name. Oh the temptation of going out for drinks right now is strong, but it's tainted by feelings of extreme anxiety as Ayame struggles to stay standing and to still her shaking hands, even for a moment, just to send a response ]

I'm sorry, but I cannot join you tonight. There is somewhere I need to be.

[ Ayame manages to send that before walking away to somewhere unknown. It may seem like a good enough reason to skip out on a victory celebration - one she promised to attend to earlier. But now she's changing her mind and being vague about it. Should Dante reply, he won't get one in return. ]

[alwaysimpaled]

Didn't know if you'd want to chill where you work or not.

[He shrugs, the dumpster's metal creaking around him as it bends.]

That can be arranged. You alright though?

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[alwaysimpaled]

I'm fine. I've yet to really find much of a challenge when I take Sparda off my wall.

Just never maintained a fight with it that long.

[Private Text]

[alwaysimpaled]

that's fine. lemme know if you need anything

[orlokbutterfly]

I chill there so much, I bet people wish they could get rid of me.

[He'll never be out of their hair though.]

Yeah, I'm good, I just used way too much magic so my systems aren't functioning very well. [More like barely functioning.] It's already been sorted out, so it's just the waiting game now.

Sooo, what did that poor dumpster do to you?

[alwaysimpaled]

[He shrugs.]

Broke my fall. I was kinda high up when the last of the spirit things was taken care of and just kinda... passed out. Don't worry 'bout me. I've been through worse.

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[legendaryoutlawstar_lord]

[Peter is definitely a little worse for wear than he'd been earlier that night, but he looks pretty pleased with himself. Nothing, of course, to do with his unintentional little team managing to track down the thing responsible.]

That depends - what's still serving? You're probably going to be thinking with my wallet. I got a little...diverted. But that's for story time.

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[alwaysimpaled]

A buddy of mine actually runs a nightclub over in Nova. Let's meet up there because I sure as hell want to hear that story.

...Oh, and I want my gun back.