Shattered Dimensions

[Renegade]

Thel crossed his arms and shrugged.
"This is not my planet" he said bluntly.

[Elario Luminus]

Dante laughed, despite the situation.
'So we came here, why?' Dante shrugged to no one and put his hands on his hips.
'Whatever. I'm gonna go home and sleep, or something...'
Just as he finished talking a man appeared.
A man wielding a katana.

A man that looked just like Dante, and was dressed in blue.
'Dante. It's been a while.'

[Tifa Lockhart]

Yugi didn't feel threatened by this new arrival at first, until he heard Yami cry out a warning from within.
Beware! he yelled, abruptly seizing control from yugi. Once the transformation was complete he placed himself between the newcomer and their new female companion - to whom he'd not REALLY been introduced. It was slightly protective, but it was more out of centuries old chivalry than any real concern for her safety.

[The Painted Lady]

Fiora couldn't help but laugh out of a sense of annoyed disbelief.
"Looks like Red has a cattivo twin," she smirked.
She placed a hand on the shoulder of the strange boy who had moved in front of her, placing her other hand on her hip.
"No need to get so protective, piccolo. I can look after myself, va bene?"

[Renegade]

Thel looked upon the new-comer with dis-interest. He did look exactly the same as the red one, but to Thel, all humans looked the same. He folded his arms and waited.

[Elario Luminus]

Dante instantly pulled out his pistols, aiming them at his twin brother. Inside, he was instantly pained. He'd thought Vergil was destroyed after he'd died as Nelo Angelo. Where had his brother gone after his stint with Mundus? Why was he here now? And whose side was he on? On the outside, however...
'Pfft, you again? Should've figured you'd be in on this whole ordeal.'
Vergil huffed shortly, gently thumbing the hilt of Yamato, his fathers katana.
'And you have your sword back. Well friggin' done. How'd you get it back?'
'I might have destroyed a certain someone who had it in his possession. He had my power, and more. Very helpful, he was.'
Dante growled low over his brothers casual disregard for Neros life.
'I love our reunions. They're always so much fun!'
Dante fired a storm at Vergil, who quickly unsheathed Yamato and blocked a lot of the bullets by spinning the katana. The blue twin span on his heel, sending the casings at Dante and his allies. Dante went into Royal Guard style and blocked the reverse shots sent at him, holstered his pistols and whipped Rebellion from his back, charging towards his brother.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Yami turned his head slightly when Fiora spoke to him. Even the eyes would be a very different set of eyes to look in to. Where Yugi's glittered with youthful enthusiasm (though there was a sad undertone to them now), Yami's were deep and mysterious - almost unreadable.
"I don't doubt your ability to look after yourself, miss," the Pharaoh replied respectfully, his deep voice quiet as a fight broke out between the other men. "It is not for your sake that I stand here, but for Yugi's."

[The Painted Lady]

Fiora sighed, brushing her hair back with an arrogant disinterest for the battle going on before her.
"So what are we meant to do now? Charge in and fight, or wait for these two to get tired of one another?"

[Renegade]

Thel kept watching. The battle was quite fantastic to watch, and he cared not for who came out alive from it. "In my culture, it would be dishonorable to both of them to be interrupted whilst in a duel, and they would maintain the right to kill you for it. So we wait."

[Elario Luminus]

((Ren, I'm giving control of Vergil to you. I figure you'd do a better job at Verg than I would.))

Dante thrusted forward at Vergil, sword point first. He stopped at the end of his lunge and rapidly stabbed at his brother, ending with a backflip and a spear-throw with the Rebellion.
'C'mon!'
Landing deftly, the Devil Hunter summoned Rebellion back to him, then charged the energy inside the blade while holding it back-handed. He swung the sword as hard as he could, sending shockwaves of demonic energy at the man in blue.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Yami glanced over at Thel when he explained his cultures perception of personal duels, and he nodded.
"It was the same in Egypt. When a challenge was extended, any who interrupted were dishonoured."
He looked back at Fiora again then. "Such traditions, I've found, are in most cultures - old and new."
It was a strange half-question, a sort of statement that beckoned her input, should she choose to offer it.

[The Painted Lady]

"Men are such prideful creatures," Fiora sighed quietly.
"Why is it so terrible to ask for help every now and then?"

[Renegade]

Thel watched intently, picking up some of the techniques involved.

Vergil mimicked Dante's move, sending his own shock-wave of demonic energy. As his connected with Dante's it triggered a small tornado and then quickly dispersed. Vergil mussed loudly at his brother with a stone cold expression. "The same old tricks, Dante," He sheathed Yomato. "I think it is about time you learned something new!" with that Vergil thrust an open palm out, from which a giant, semi-transparent hand launched at Dante. The hand glowed blue and resonated of demonic power as it attempted to engulf Dante.

[Elario Luminus]

Dante rolled out of the way of the hand, slapping it away with his sword. He leaped up high from his roll and landed easily on his feet, shouldering Rebellion. The Devil Hunter mocked his brother by yawning.
'Try again, Vergil. That kid you killed to get your power back had those same tricks up his sleeve.'

[Tifa Lockhart]

"Asking for help is an entirely different concept," Yami murmured, his voice was surprisingly soft for one so strong. "However, no one ever said honour and pride were logical."