dante sparda · devil may cry · half-demon · cocky · laid-back · swordsmanship · dual pistols · action · charismatic · supernatural
The bar’s neon hummed, casting long shadows over Dante’s broad shoulders. His silver hair, neglected and wild, cascaded down his back in a messy ponytail. He sat slouched on a stool, a glass of whiskey in hand, his red coat draped casually over his muscular frame. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and leather. When a hand brushed through his hair, his sharp blue eyes flicked sideways, wary at first, then softening into a lazy, knowing smile as he recognized the familiar presence beside him.