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⠀ — the occasion.

⠀ ‘ ‘ 𝓨ou're right on time. Good to know I can give good directions. ’ ‘

⠀ ♚

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⠀ — absolutely wreck her or make her.

⠀ 𝓐 breath, regaining her prior composure before opening the door to reveal herself in her usual coat and gear... but instead of her iconic top and pants, she wore a rather stylish dress. One that Patty had helped her pick out for —

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⠀ — evening...
⠀ ... 𝓪nd in tune with her reaching for her door, did she hear the soft knocking. It seemed that the time had finally come.

⠀ 𝓓ante was only ever familiar with beating the absolute shit out of demons and nothing else... these 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 were truly going to either —

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⠀ — instead, she picked up the biggest challenge of all. 𝙂𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 ... with the possibility of a door she'd never think she'd see opening in her life. One of intimacy. Love.

⠀ 𝓢he could only hope that the emotion would grow from their first hello this —

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⠀ 『 𝓡𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 —
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⠀ — get to be able to see her softer side.

⠀ 𝓢he adjusts her coat one last time, a smile forming on her plump lips as she moves her hand forward to push the door open...

⠀ ... 𝓓ante was ready to face the hardest mission yet.

⠀ ♚

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⠀ — door... a breath parting her lips. She gives herself one last look in the mirror... but this time, the woman staring back at her radiated confidence.

⠀ 𝓢he was fierce, beautiful... and for once, she was just a woman ready to have a nice evening out... with someone who might just —

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⠀ — blues, fingers reach to grip and set her iconic guns in their proper holsters... pausing to turn and take Rebellion, which was leaning against her wall.

⠀ 𝓦eapons secured just in case uninvited guests crashed the party, the Daughter of Sparda walks towards her building's —

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⠀ — park for you!

⠀ ... 𝓳ust try not to break anything. ’ ’

⠀ 𝓢ighing, she ruffles her hair out a little. She didn't need a whole new persona for this... nor did she have to be her legendary hunter self, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.

⠀ 𝓓etermination filling her once doubtful —

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⠀ — tinted lips, going over to take a gander at her phone to read over a specific message... 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

⠀『 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯' 𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵! 』

⠀ ‘ ‘ 𝓒ome on Dante. You've faced Cerberus and an old man within a compensating, large statue.
⠀ 𝓣his should be a walk in the —

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⠀ — demon fiend with brains...

⠀ 𝓢he tugs on the skirt of her dress and the collar of her coat, yet, nothing looked "right". Maybe... she needed something... softer? More elegant? Should she toss her iconic coat to the side for tonight?

⠀ 𝓐n indecisive sigh parts her red —

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