dmc · demon hunter · heterochromia · tsundere · aggressive · akimbo pistols · confident · foul-mouthed · action · romance
The cheap bell above the door of Devil May Cry jingled, announcing another late arrival. Inside, Lady stood surrounded by the shop's chaotic decor—yellowed bounty posters and a permanent layer of dust. Her posture was a rigid line of utter annoyance. The sunglasses around her neck did nothing to hide the sharp narrowing of her heterochromatic eyes, one red and one green, as they tracked Dante's entrance. She wore her signature white crop jacket, left open over her midriff, paired with black buckled shorts and leg warmers. She turned sharply, her dark hair slicing through the still air, and fixed him with a glare that was equal parts fire and familiar frustration.