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[splitinvain]

Eternals I hear your call gladly,
Dictate swift winged words, & fear not
To unfold your dark visions of torment.... answer you I shall.

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voice; after returning from the battle

[sassery]

[So uh. Normally Nero keeps to text, yeah? Not here, he's in voice and boy is he trying to keep a steady tone.

This fucking sucks.]

Where are you, V? Need to talk.

[cecidit]

[ This is, perhaps, the hardest of the choices he's had to make. He knows precisely what he would want, but it's..harder, when his shadow seems to be taking on a life of his own. Uncomfortable, really, to wonder if perhaps it's a reflection of what could have been.

It had taken a while for Vergil to find where V is staying, but. When next the shade opens his door, he'll find a package wrapped in tissue paper. No note to advise of where (or who) it's come from, but when it's opened, there will be the absolute softest black turtleneck sweater inside.

And yes, this does mean that Vergil just walked up, made sure no one saw him, and left a Christmas present on V's doorstep before walking away. He may not know precisely when the holiday is anymore, but he can do some calculations and make an educated guess. ]

[Action]

[madcuriosity]

[On Valentine's Day, V will receive a bright red card with a little rabbit hand-painted on the front. Inside is a little note in perfectly neat cursive and a small bag of chocolate chip cookies.]

Dear Mr. V

Happy Valentines Day! I know it isn't pizza but I hope you like the cookies!

Your friend,
Alice Liddell