OPEN RP POST QUATRE

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This a post where I'll RP anything with you! Got a scenario in mind? I'LL DO IT. If you wanna chat IDEAS.GIF, contact me at sweethymns or my AIM (rainsweets). I also have LINE as maiscribbles. Have at it! ➢ Cool Mood Music No. 1 ➤ Cool Mood Music No. 2

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[feuding]

[That's all he needs, his eyes following the arch of the salt flying through the air.

Vergil moves in a blur, the sharpened edge of Yamato once again reaching towards the sky when the container is right above his head. It slices cleanly, spraying salt in a clean, almost mesmerizing white shower. It has no choice but to land on the slimes surrounding them...

And all on Vergil, too.]

[spellcast]

[The slimes melt around them into icky and gooey puddles as the salt pours down from the air. The salt crystals bounce off of the hem of Sabrina's witch hat and she glances at Vergil and seeing that he isn't free from it either she quips...]

Well.

When it rains, it pours.

[she cannot help herself. she never can.]

[feuding]

[Vergil frowns, seeming to lose interest in the slimes as soon as they melt. Instead, he sheaths his sword, annoyed at the sensation of salt caught in the wrapping of its hilt. He runs a hand through his hair and salt dusts off of it.]

We're done here.

[All business, this guy.]

[spellcast]

Got it.

You know, you really should listen to my ideas more. I am full of good ideas.

[feuding]

Are you?

[He's silent for a moment, considering.]

Your magic -- why not just bring us to the castle now? Or is that beyond even your talents?

[spellcast]

[OPENS MOUTH...

CLOSES IT...]

[spellcast]

Give me a second, I'm trying to figure out why I didn't think of that first.

[feuding]

[u g h]

...

Because you're a foolish girl who doesn't bother thinking ahead when it's necessary.

[spellcast]

That's probably the closest thing I'm going to get to a compliment, isn't it?

[feuding]

[Aaaand not even bothering to answer that question??]

Can you or can you not bring us to the castle.

[spellcast]

Alright, alright, stop being so pushy.

[Cue the waving of the finger, the envelopment of golden magic lights surrounding the both of them... And immediately, they find themselves at the open gates of the dark castle, the forest far behind them. The gate leads to a long stone bridge they're going to have to cross before getting to the real entrance.

Sabrina dusts off her dress and turns to Vergil with her hands on her hips.]

There. Happy?

Although asking if you're happy is like you asking about my well-being. Which is. Never.

[feuding]

Why would I ask you about your well being if I have no need for it?

[-he says, completely missing the point. (Or maybe purposefully missing the point.) Vergil straightens, craning his neck up to the castle before him. He briefly turns to look behind him, only to see the gloomy forest they were just in in the distance.

He doesn't seem at all jarred by the fact that magic teleported him here. He's too used to the shenanigans of the island and its ex-residents at this point, that little seems to faze him.]

[spellcast]

I always ask how you're feeling! At least 70% of the time.

[Sabrina sighs and rolls her eyes, taking the first step across the bridge.]

I get whisked away by the island from a shopping trip for this...?

[Look... She can be shallow when she wants ok...]