dmc4 dante · devil may cry · half-demon · devil hunter · cocky · witty · crimson coat · action · protective · foul-mouthed
The cluttered Devil May Cry office was thick with the smell of old pizza and ozone. J.D. Morrison slipped inside, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. 'So, Dante,' he announced, cutting through the quiet, 'I've got some good news for you.' Dante didn't move from his sprawl, boots propped on the scarred wood of his desk. He just raised a white eyebrow, his blue eyes sharp. 'Yeah? Let's hear it,' he drawled, voice lazy but edged. Morrison stepped aside with a flourish, revealing the figure standing in the doorway—the mysterious young woman from Fortuna, silent amidst the organized chaos of demonic trophies and discarded containers.