Meet the new coworker! DMC Shenanigans

[notladyluck]

Who: Dante, Lady, and the rest of the crew working at Devil May Cry
Which: Log, open to only the people who work at Devil May Cry
Where: Devil May Cry
What: A Mingle where Lady can meet the crew she is going to be working with!
Warnings: DMC shenanigans. It's Dante....with Lady....at the office with others. Crazy will happen.





Lady shifted the strap of the rocket launcher on her back. It wasn't hard for her to carry it as she walked beside Dante. She didn't know where his office was in this new place. She didn't mind working with others, but she wasn't willing to let others use Kalina Ann.

"It sounds like you've got a good crew here, but I'm going to make it clear, you're the only one I'm allowing to use Kalina Ann," she said. She was still highly protective of the rocket launcher she kept close by.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. You don't trust just anyone with that thing," Dante replied with a wave of his hand as they neared the office. Dante's office might be the safest place to store her weapons, but others also had access to it and she wasn't going to let someone she barely knew use it.

"Just watch your step. Still getting things fixed back up," Dante said as he pushed open the door to the office.

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[songbird_slayer]

Her tongue pinned between her lips, the xaela was hard at work scrubbing soot off of as many of the remaining pieces in the building as possible. Her first priority was salvaging what they had while the others could gather materials and help with reconstruction of what the fire had simply eaten.

The door opening hadn't stopped her scrubbing, putting all muscle into a particularly rough spot. She was dressed for dirty work, sleeves rolled up and simple pants already covered in the grime of burned material that came off during her war against the stains.

"Welcome back! I've got most of it in order, saved the desk, but most of the chairs are toast. I chucked out the ones that won't support weight." She checked again... spot gone. Good.

"Also used the ashes of the plants as fertilizer for the new babies growing in. I should hope you haven't mentioned them to Blitz, because I'd dearly like to discuss those with him... personally." When she turned, her eyes had taken an eerie glow above a peaceful smile.

That glow immediately died when she saw a brand new face. The smile warmed, and had become authentic.

"Ah! Hello! Who is this? I'm sorry, I'm a mess-"

[notladyluck]

"Just call me Lady," she said as she carefully manuvered around Dante and looked around. Blitz really had done a number on the office.

"Another reason why I never settled into an office," she said over her shoulder at Dante before looking back at the Au Ra. She had noticed the glow of her eyes when she turned around.

"I'm an old friend of Dante's," she said as she shrugged off the rocket launcher she had on her shoulder and looked for a safe place to set it.

[songbird_slayer]

She hummed her acknowledgement and moved to dust off a chair. With a gesture, she bid Lady a seat if she desired one.

"From his world, then! Are you also some manner of demon?" Oh, but what is that immense tube she'd set down, and why did she feel rather compelled to investigate it? There was something strange and intriguing about it.

"Also, do you enjoy any particular baked goods? Random question, but for important... business-y... purposes."

[notladyluck]

"Hardly. I'm as human as they come. Be careful with that. It's a pretty powerful weapon. Different than the Devil Arms that Dante has here," she noticed the way that Madhuri was looking over Kalina Ann.

"I don't really have any preferences for baked goods," she said after thinking for a moment. She would occasionally steal sundaes from Dante, but she didn't want them to melt! At least that was her excuse.

She took the offered seat. At least someone had some manners. She gave Madhuri a friendly smile, not knowing just what she could do.

[herewardbound]

"Well, it'll be nice to have somebody relatively sane around." Akechi probably didn't cut the most impressive figure, having deliberately worn ratty old clothes since they were just going to be covered in soot anyway, but at the very least he was being helpful, with gloves and mask and hair tied back and all.

"Akechi, nice to meet you- I recognize this is the pot calling the kettle black, but who the hell hires someone who just set their office on fire?" No... no, this whole wall was fucked, best to just put up some sheetrock or something and paint over it or tear it down.

[songbird_slayer]

"And I'm Madhuri, I generally handle the healing. Not much I can do about the building, however, unless he'd like a building made of living greenery." She sighed, dunked the rag into the graying water settled in a nearby bucket. Might need to change it soon...

She paused. "Wait, Dante truly hired the guy!?"

She. She thought that was a joke...

[notladyluck]

"I think it's more like a partnership than Dante hiring him," Lady said, glancing between Madhuri and Akechi. Blitzø was pretty much family now that he had tried to kill Dante.

"From what he told me, he's pretty much family now. I think to even be considered a friend of Dante's you have to try and kill him at least once," she continued. She should know. She tried to kill him too.

[herewardbound]

Akechi eyed Lady for several moments. "I see. I wish I could say this was unfamiliar territory, but apparently this is just my life now, and how my social circles hold themselves together. Would he prefer to be shot, or is a more personal form of attempted homicide the custom?"

[notladyluck]

"I think it's the curse of being a son of Sparda. A lot of people want that kind of power or have a grudge against Sparda and take it out in him. Personally, I shot him in the head, in the same spot, twice, while falling from Temen-ni-gru. I think we ended up fighting four or five times going up that damned tower." It felt like ages since she had met him on that tower. So much had happened since then.

"I've seen him be impaled and shot. It really just depends on who he's fighting."

[songbird_slayer]

"Bludgeoning with a hammer in the name of friendship. Got it." That'd be new, right? But whether she was joking or not remained to be seen.

"Hm... maybe I should just fashion some at least temporary patching using vines or something. At least the elements and rain won't get in. Hope nobody minds a temporary faerie house, but we're just about in the right season for whimsy, wouldn't you say?"

DMC: Service with a smile* (*Smile not guaranteed)

[666_hellhound_aesthetic]

What would greet Lady upon entry wasn't perhaps what she'd expect, but then again, few people rarely ever knew how to expect Loona greeting them.

"Joe's Taxidermy, you snuff 'em, we stuff 'em!" Called the hellhound, barely looking up from her cellphone as she greeted the door, the canine with legs up on the desk and the only form of actual introduction to her being a singular name plate sat up on the forefront of said desk.


CUSTOMER CARE: LOONA

Well. At least someone was being paid to care, certainly didn't look it.

These two will get along great

[notladyluck]

"Oh, good. I've got a demon that I need stuffed and mounted," she said with a glance over at Dante.

"I'll just need a few minutes to make sure he's good and dead," she added, smirking a bit. She wasn't actually going to kill him, but it was a fun joke.

Dante is doomed

[strawberryredgrave]

Despite the fact that he's being bullied in front of his new friends and has his hands up in defense, Dante's still wearing a smirk.

"You see what I gotta put up with?" Dante asks. "I didn't even do anything yet!"

With a shake of his head, Dante steps between the two ladies, preparing their introductions. "Lady, this is Loona. Our customer service rep and front desk worker. She's great. Loona, this is Lady. Fellow hunter and person I've known since...almost as long as I've been in the business. Living proof that all a human needs to keep up with demons is a gun."

[666_hellhound_aesthetic]

That reply certainly caught Loona off guard, the constant tik-taking of claws on reinforced screen of the cellphone suddenly came to an end as ears raised just a little and finally the hellhound actually looked up to see who had answered.

A brow raised as she looked between Lady and Dante there, "Well. Boss-man has to either really like you or you really have his balls in a vice for that kinda smack talk."

"Either way, you gotta have some game to be throwing your weight around here, so, what up?"

[notladyluck]

"Dante and I have known each other for years now. I'm mostly looking for weapons storage. I tend to do my own thing when it comes to jobs," she said, ignoring the bit about having Dante's balls in a vice.

In all the years that they've known each other nothing romantic has gone on between them. Mostly due to the dangerous nature of their job and her desire to try and keep things mostly professional.

[strawberryredgrave]

The sheepish smirk and shrug combo don't commit to either of Loona's guesses, but could also be interpreted as both. It is both, really, but Dante's not gonna own up to it.

"The plan was to let her store her stuff in Devil May Cry before the office got torched. Now that it did...the plan hasn't changed much. We just need 'em secure until we get more weapons lockers."

Dante didn't mind having his weapons strewn about the place, but Lady did and wouldn't have hers treated the same way. He looks over to her. "Moxxie kept his guns in a few before they were broken into and torn apart. They were secure; Blitz just picked the lock and peeled off the metal when he grabbed my shotgun."

Woe to ye all

[helluvaboss]

For those that knew Blitzø, the one thing they could say is that no matter what, his entrances were abrupt and unpredictable. No matter how much the logic worked out to the imp in his own head, his decisions somehow seemed to go against people's expectations of him.

Today would probably be another one of those days.

Kicking the front door open after turning the knob with his tail, Blitzø grunted and huffed as he dragged in a HUGE stacked bag full of wooden planks and by the sounds of the metallic clinking, nails and other tools as well. "Fuckin thing, get IN here--" he cursed under his breath as he pulled the heavy ass sack in through the door that was just wide enough to allow for the maneuver.

With a loud 'whew!', Blitzø dropped the sack in front of the worst of the fire damage, rubbing sweat off his brow as he strolled in. "Alright, time for a little elbow grease on this fucker."

Hello there

[strawberryredgrave]

Dante was already rummaging through the office for what could be salvaged and assessing the rest of the damage. Getting things together the first time despite the original condition was already a feat; pulling it off again might be an unreachable goal. Still, it's not like he'd completely give up; it'd just take other solutions.

Speaking of which...

"Hey, Blitz." Dante calls out. "Have you met Lady? She's a fellow hunter from home. She's a killer gunslinger." He proudly gestures over to her, then back to Blitz. "Blitz is Devil May Cry's new business partner. We got some stuff to hash out, but we need an office to implement any of it."

He scratches his head. "Not sure I wanna use the same supports as this one. This place already had a bunch of fire damage when I got it; they might snap before getting burned down a third time."

Welcome to the party.

[notladyluck]

"We met over some hot pot not long ago. Told him he was pretty much family since he tried to kill you," Lady said as she watched Blitzø pull in the bag full of supplies inside.

What Dante said next made her head snap back over to him. "Wait a minute. This place already had fire damage and it got burned again? You're lucky anything was left standing. Get new supports. It'll cost more now, but the whole place will be safer in the long run."

[herewardbound]

So this was Dante's new pet arsonist. And, apparently, the demons'... boss? Coworker? Horrible cousin? "I'm with Lady, actually. This place is a deathtrap and I'm all for knocking it down and starting over." He glanced at the... giant sack of wood and tools how did that even get through the door. "Actually, the second fire might turn out to be a blessing in disguise. I'm reasonably certain I saw black mold in the bathroom beforehand."

[strawberryredgrave]

"Wait. Actual black mold and not just scorch marks?" Dante asks, immediately perking his head up.

"Shit. I thought I cleaned the fuck out of it the first time. Uhh..." He rubs the back of his head. That's actually bad, if it's true.

"...Yeah, we're definitely knocking it down and starting over. I heard about that expedition to find a power source out in the wilderness; if that works out, we can work on wiring, too. We're getting a jukebox." He excitedly fistpumps at the thought.

[herewardbound]

Akechi shrugged. "It could just be some strain of nightmare fungus, who knows whether or not black mold exists here, but I've seen it before and it looked similar."

Don't look into that too hard, Dante. That way lies only bad times and sad kids. "If you get a jukebox, I'm requesting Ornette Coleman."

[helluvaboss]

FUCK! I could have had all my favorite CDs if I woke up here from in the work van. Damn it.

[Missed opportunity!!]

I'm for designing a new fuckin building. We could doodle out the floorplan and all the shit we want then Moxxie will be the perfect killjoy to nitpick us to death and let us know how much of a death trap it is. Then he'll redo the whole thing and it'll actually be decent.

[herewardbound]

Akechi snorted. "Who still uses CDs- has Hell not progressed past the nineties, yet? Vinyl if you want quality sound, any phone if you want convenience. Plus, I doubt very much you know how to construct or repair a disc reader if it breaks. A record player would be, comparatively, simple to maintain. But we're still putting the cart before the proverbial horse, aren't we? It would make the most sense to mimic the old floor plan, since I assume the foundation at least is still solid."

oops sorry for switching format abruptly

[helluvaboss]

"Look at money-bags over here getting cars that have all the bluetooth shit and everything in them. I got a fuckin business to expense and the work van's gotta prioritize firearm and explosives storage," Blitzø immediately snarked back, a hand on his hip.