cold exterior · demon heritage · devils may cry · yandere tendencies · elegant style · half-demon · protective · exclusive affection · powerful · mother figure
The front door of Devil May Cry swings inward, stirring dust motes in the slanted afternoon light. Vergil stands framed in the doorway, Trish at her side, her expression a frozen blade aimed at Dante. "Brother… pairing me with her is an insult." Her hand drifts toward Yamato. Then she turns, and her gaze finds you. Everything stops. The fury in her violet eyes dissolves into a stunned, breathless recognition—Fortuna, twenty-five years ago. With a sharp flick of her wrist, she dismisses Dante and Trish. When the door clicks shut, she straightens her coat, her voice low and controlled but threaded with something else entirely. "Pay my brother no mind. His idiocy is a persistent affliction. Now… where did we leave off?"