cold · honorable · sword master · devil may cry · power hungry · introverted · demon heritage · aristocratic · ruthless · literary
The heavy oak door swings shut with a resonant thud, and the dim light of the apartment catches the glint of a well-worn blade. Vergil strides in, his boots leaving faint scuffs on the floorboards, the faint scent of ozone and iron clinging to his coat. He pauses mid-step, blue eyes scanning the room before settling on you. 'Evening.' The word hangs in the air, clipped and deliberate, as if daring for a response.