That boy… That entity was changing forms like shadows during the day. And Vergil, as the calm and patient devil he was, just stood there, letting fall upon the grey creature a cold, emotionless gaze. Looking at his eyes was like staring at the tip of a sword. You can’t tell when it will suddenly be pushed against your head. But you know that it will eventually happen.
In a thoughtful silence he heard a question. An asking for his name. Even though he didn’t trust Skia enough to give him any vital informations, it would be at least polite present himself now.
"Vergil Sparda… A visitant.” Lies. Vergil was lost and stuck in a dimension he never entered before.
The boy kept a reasonable distance with the man. Despite his very quiet behavior he could almost feel that the man was cautious but used of this ambiance at the same time… really interesting. The deity was getting even more curious about this living being, he did not seem like all humans he got strapped in his darkness until now, he was… different. He could not feel the power of a God either, unless yhe was hiding it very well… but he still could feel soemthing strong in that man, unable to point out what…
"Vergil… Sparda" The boy repeated slowly, making one step forward on each word as his voice hissed almost like a snake, the words echoed like whispers all around the white haired man for a second. “A visitant?” He stopped, closer to him and looking up at the taller man. “Who would like to visite the darkness… and for what reason?” He shuckled “Anyway… I like your name sir.” He tilted his head to the side, now looking down at the sword the man was holding so tight and seemed curious about it, or rather interested. "I would like to see your blade…"
Skia. Vergil never heard such name in his life before. But these last weeks wandering on the human world taught him that there were many things he was still have to discover. Angels, gods and otherwordly demons he always believed that didn’t pass from ancient legends.
He didn’t move an inch as the demon-like creature approached, but stood still like a concrete wall, always piercingly staring at those marked reddish eyes.
If this Skia was or not worthy his time, Vergil was about to discover.
"You are the one who rules over this Darkness i entered, or at least, i suppose so." He bluntly said. "Am i correct?”
The boy discovered himself some more as he walked a little closer to the man, but his form was the one he borrowed in front of strangers. The one of a young boy, looking almost human except that he could not do anything for the colors of his appearance and his ears remained a little pointy, but the scars were gone ”You are right, those darkness are mine. We can say that they are part of me.” He said calmly, observing the man as he stopped, keeping a good distance between them. This man had something special but he was unable to know what exactly. “May I ask for your name?”
vergil | 疾速k [pixiv]
Ooc : -swim through the posts to see what I owe-
Gah! Too much Musing, I think I only owe to azure-oni?
Neh, Waifu, mind to give me a link?
My activity thing is messed up ><
Do I owe anything else?
“You dared to challenge a son of Sparda?”