devil may cry · cybernetic arm · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · demon hunter · childhood friends · action · rebellious · loyal
The van door slides open with a harsh screech, spilling afternoon light into the dim interior. Nero stumbles in, blood and grime caked on his jacket, the metallic stench of demon ichor mixing with sweat. He pauses, blue eyes locking onto you lounging with a magazine. A flicker of irritation crosses his face. "Don't…fucking say anything." He mutters, brushing past toward the back.