Starter for Dante

[toxiclovestorm]

Sitting at a bar, Poison sips from a martini as she eyes the television nearby. She sighs, crossing one leg over the other as she turns the seat back towards her drink.

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[devilishhunter]

A thunderclap sounds outside as Dante strolled on in.

Rather 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘰𝘴. Shaking out his wet silver hair and glancing around before claiming a table all the way toward the back.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. He hoped.

[toxiclovestorm]

The flash of lightning catches her attention, as does the handsome fellow that walked in afterwards. She orders another drink before another patron offers to pay.

"Ugh... I can handle it. Thank you."

She rolls her eyes.

[devilishhunter]

Dante peers around after reclining his boots back on the table. His chair popped on two legs instead of four once he leaned.
His eyes cutting to the attractive pink haired woman and the pushy figure.

𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.

[toxiclovestorm]

When the man continues to insist, Poison loses her patience rather quickly. "Hey! Learn to take a hint! Ya might live longer!"

Clearly not okay with rejection, the man reaches for Poison's arm.

"Hey! Hands off!" She grunts, kneeing the stranger in the gut.

[devilishhunter]

In a flash, Dante was immediately behind the man in question, the stranger seemingly growling and becoming more guttural.

"Bad bar etiquette isn't going to get you laid" He'd quip. Something not right about this guy.

[toxiclovestorm]

Just as Poison was ready to shove her heel into the man's crotch, she notices that the silver-haired man stepped in.

"I didn't ask for a hero-- Huh...?"

She steps back when the seedy man started to become more... Feral?

[devilishhunter]

"Don't have much time for heroes myself, babe-" the bartender rolling their eyes but backing away once they saw what was about to go down.

"Alright, pay your tab and meet us outside-" Dante ducks their fist before the man bolts to the opposite side of the room.

[toxiclovestorm]

Poison sighs, slamming a few bills onto the counter. She grabs her whip from the holster on her hip, heels clicking as she walks toward the exit.

"I'm gonna teach that bastard a lesson... I don't care what he is!"

[devilishhunter]

"A whip? Interesting choice, but we don't kink shame here" Dante remarked as he shoved the man outside, the sound of bones crunch as they hunched over. A growl issued from them before they raise a hand to the sky. The clouds around them darken.

[toxiclovestorm]

"It's a good thing ya don't. It'll make things easier if I end up usin' it on you." Poison responds, looking towards the man as he seems to lose his humanity by the second.

"Jugdin' by how confidently ya stepped in, I assume you know what's goin' on with this jerk?"

[devilishhunter]

"Kind of. I'm not sure to what end this guy can shift, but I've been searching for him for a few days. He's a wraith of sorts" Dante firing from a quickly unholstered pistol.

[toxiclovestorm]

"A wraith, you say? Like some kinda ghost thing? How do I always end up in these situations...?"

She watches as the man tanks the gunshot, and Poison swings her whip to try and wrap it around the man's neck.

[devilishhunter]

"Some would call that the devil's luck~" He smirks very briefly before getting to the opposite side of the man. Once her whip wraps around the man goes entirely berserk, trying to wrench free before hunching on all fours and grows in size.

"Ladies don't always go for growers" Dante sighs and pulls his blade from behind him. "What a drag. Ah well..." stepping forward with a wide swing!

[toxiclovestorm]

"Ugh! Gross! And this thing tried to hit on me?!" Poison tugs on the whip when the demon tries to get free, only retracting it once Dante went for his attack. She swings it again, this time wrapping it around the man's torso to keep him from dodging the slash.

"Stay put! We're gonna put ya down~!"

[devilishhunter]

"I mean-"
𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮?

Dante's blade connects, leaving the wraith to issue out a howl and thrash, his arm reaching for the whip around his waist.
Dante aiming another hit and connecting with its side to draw its attention back to the devil hunter.

[toxiclovestorm]

With the demon distracted by Dante, Poison takes the moment to retract her whip. She swings her arm downward with the weapon, summoning a pink projectile that flies towards the man's back.

[devilishhunter]

Several noisy clashes of the demon's clawed hand on his blade before the pink projectile explodes on their back, allowing Dante advantage to drive his blade into the gut of the entity. They crumple against the blade before Dante pushed them off with his boot.

[toxiclovestorm]

Poison watches Dante with interest, not even looking at the demon as the devil hunter finishes with it.

"Guess you're used to these kinda things, huh? Thanks."

[devilishhunter]

"Something like that" Dante shaking his head and looking to her. "You definitely missed out on some biiiig trouble here"

[toxiclovestorm]

"Big trouble pretty much defines my life. I would've been fine." She crosses her arms. "Although... I guess I would've missed out on meeting you, huh? What's your name, handsome?"

[devilishhunter]

"Dante. Yours? Although you seem familiar...have I seen your wanted posters before?"

Joking.

Maybe.

[toxiclovestorm]

"Maybe back in the day. But don't worry. I'm a good girl, now."

She winks.

"Poison."

[devilishhunter]

He'd chuckle and place a hand on his hip.

"Poison. I like that" keeping his relaxed expression. "So...wanna get out of here?"

[toxiclovestorm]

"Please. I think I've had enough of this place if there's demons crawling around."

Sizing Dante up as she steps around him for a moment.

"Hm... Not bad. You ever wrestle, big boy?"

[devilishhunter]

A snicker at the sentiment.

"Ah...𝘞𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦? Not exactly. I've shared in some physical combat before. Been in a wild--'Save the universe' type thing"