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[As the video starts a wily looking redhead can be seen propped up against the headboard of one of the palaces overly ornate beds, one arm tucked behind his head. His other arm is otherwise occupied with maintaining visual quality. Aside from some empty bottles on his bedside table the room he's in appears to have seen very little use like he's attempting not to leave an indelible trace of his being here.]

It took me a minute and a dislocated finger or two to believe this [nods in the general direction of the bracelet] ain't coming off.

[He might have been told that he couldn't remove it, but he had to follow his own urges anyway.] Fits me like a second skin.

[Tilting his head a bit he surveys an area just beyond the video as though he's taking in the room and his surroundings. Like he hasn't seen it before, but he has, of course.] Nice, right? Languishing in all of this luxurious despair. I feel so fancy...but you're not here to listen to me snap gum and crack wise, right? I'll get to the point.

[He adjusts himself, sitting up a little straighter so the can use his other arm for gesturing, continuing in his casual, unhurried way.]

I'm looking for some someones [he holds up a single finger] a tall guy, bald, and not nearly as handsome as yours truly, but he does rock a nice pair of shades...I'll give him that [holding up a second finger he moves down his list of people]...a talkative, blonde-haired chippy, more spunk than sense most days...but her heart is in the right place...I guess...[holding up a third finger he moves on...are these supposed to be friends? Who knows.]...and a guy with long, dark hair, serious expression...you know...the it's-been-a-decade-since-I-last-had-a-shit kind of expression.

[he looked at the three fingers as though he might be contemplating an additional finger, and an additional person.

Nope. He's good.]

They'll refer to themselves as the Turks...if that sounds familiar then we might need to have a chat.

[He moves as if to end the feed before halting himself and adding finally.]

I'm Reno...of the Turks. [That last bit is important.]

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Lifestream? Interesting name, it brings to mind a river.

[ He didn't know what it would be like, but if anything V did have an imagination and words always brought him images of what they were trying to form. ]

I suppose so... but yes. In a way. Some of my family is here now, as is one of our business associates.

[ Technically family. Technically a brother. There were a few details that he will quibble over but in all honesty what happened that brought him into form was something that should be kept in family. ]

I see. I will take that into consideration.

[ No poem to sweeten his words, not for the moment. ]

There is a place recently created in Tyr's District where you can practice your skills. You also have a possibility of gaining a... magic of some sort through your agreement with the local gods. So you won't be completely without recourse if something decides to come calling.

[ Was he a little too open in his hatred? No matter. None of the Sparda view Mundus with anything less than sheer hatred. ] They are demons. My family are demons hunters and Mundus is the... former king of Hell, while Urizen had been a king for a short time after him.

I'm sure that Shadow would enjoy it if you do manage to find some. [ V wasn't sure if Shadow had catnip before, but it would be amusing to see how the demonic cat would be like. ]

That I am not alone.

In a way, yeah, it's a green glowing spiritual energy that flows beneath the surface...when you die the essence of who you were combines with this stream along with all of your knowledge, memories, experiences...so on and so forth. That's what they say anyway. [the picture quality goes bad and for a moment Reno can't be seen, he's playing with something off-screen and it doesn't take him long before he's back before he returns with a smooth, green, globular stone about the size of a golf ball.] When you condense energy from the lifestream you get this, magic...granted it doesn't work here...it's just a shiny green stone.

[Useless, but he keeps a hold on it because it's his and maybe he's a little sentimental...just a bit.]

Well, well lucky you. Family is a foreign concept to me, but loyalty is a trinket I find...practical. [If he can't have a family then he can have that at the very least.]

Hmmm...magic huh? Are there any side effects that come with accepting magic from these omniscient beings I know squat about? I find there's typically a price when dealing with any creature that makes its claim to godhood.

[Not that magic wouldn't serve him well in some capacity.

As for V's hatred, yeah, it seemed pretty palpable to him, or rather he saw the man like the implacable surface of a lake and talking about demons was like dropping a stone and causing ripples in the calm surface. Easy enough to cotton on to.] So, I should keep the demon talk to a minimum then, if you hate them so much.

[Reno would have to see what he could find in terms of catnip, for now, he wonders at the "not alone" bit.]

Not being alone, that's a good thing right?

Hm, that sounds... messy. As does taking the essence of what use to be people and turning it into ready magic stones.

[ He seems even more amused by that explanation than what should be warranted, but he is what is basically the cast-off humanity of a half-demon. It's not the first time he has heard - or has seen - human lives being little more than fuel for magic.

Or demons. Take your pick. ]

Family can be a bit divided, but we all have the same feelings regarding certain matters that help us get over our petty arguments. [ Well, they do now but that's only because Nero cracked the twins' heads together and told them to stop trying to kill each other. ] Demons for one.

Not that I'm aware of. The magic is varied as the people here are and sometimes manifests in the most peculiar way. [ Like the magic that has settled into his tattoos. They weren't suppose to work that way after all. ]

By all means, I find it easy to talk shop when it comes to demons.

Yes.

It's not exactly clear if that's what happens especially since materia can occur naturally and it can reproduce. We don't know if using the lifestream does anything damaging to the essences or if it just gives these essences fewer pathways where they can flow. The only ones who could have answered that were the Cetra, but they are all dead. [Another can of worms entirely.] What is certain is the exploitation of the Lifestream could destroy the planet, funny thing human exploration can be.

[It's a very difficult question to answer, do these essences merely flow with the Lifestream like debris, does something in them replenish the Lifestream and in that case, the Lifestream would be using these essences anyway to create new life, or is it something else completely.

The only thing Reno could say with any certainty was that the Lifestream did keep the planet from dying and Mako Reactors sucked up that energy without recourse.]

Hm...family sounds complicated, business associates...that's so much easier to deal with, focusing on a job because it's your job without the nuances or having to shimmy around disagreements. [When it's work, you get over it and move on.

Okay so he does have friends and yeah he does look out for those friends but slapping a label on that shit and calling it something isn't Reno's style.]

So what's your magic then, or do you have any yet? [Call him curious, but he has a need to know.]

You hate demons, but they're not off the table for discussion, I'll keep that in mind if I have a question later, but I don't have much to compare them to or a frame of reference for what one is other than evil.

So if it's a good thing then wouldn't that make the tattoos a good thing? [or are the two unrelated? Reno's a gossip, he asks personal questions. You'll know he's feeling really gossipy if he starts asking you about who you like-like...but they aren't there yet.]

Magic and how it works will always mystify the most wise. I can imagine even with any help, it will still retain an air of mystery about it. It wouldn't surprise me even if they had questions about the Lifestream no matter their closeness with it.

[ Cetra, was it? V wondered if they were like the witches he had heard of - not the humans who thought they knew magic and wore lace gloves and changed their names to look more magical, but the real witches who could summon angels to fight against demons.

His mother - no, not his mother - had books written by them. It was where he gained enough knowledge to remain instead of turn into dust. ]

Well, it does get... complicated, but impalings do happen when tempers run high with us. [ V smirks at the implication because, yeah it's normal usually that is. ]

My skin hardens as if I have a layer of armor. It's not like the magic I possess back home, but I gather if I were to try to regain that, I may turn into a painfully disembodied soul and that is not something I wish to experience. Again.

[ It did not hurt to go back into Vergil. It did not hurt to finally give up his body. What had hurt was the last few hours, the way his skin felt like so much dust, the way his legs could barely hold him, the way his bones cracked and healed with every step. No, he did not want to feel that again. ]

I am a demon hunter that has made contracts with demons to fuel my magic. Not speaking about them would be rather... strange, would it not? No, I save my hatred for those few demons that called themselves kings and tried to grasp at me and my family.

Yes... and no. [ It takes a few moments of the image to shift and then Reno was getting a close view of one of the tattoos on his hands. It looked like a large stylized paw, claws stretching out along the fingers only broken by the heavy rings he wore. The image shifts again and he could see V again. ] They also are bonds with the demons I control.

Edited 2019-12-20 02:30 (UTC)

Well there's not much that we know about the Cetra since most of them died before we could get details and the last one was recently killed by a psycho who thought he and his Mother were Cetra. Apparently they could speak to the planet and the dead I think and they could use the lifestream to make infertile lands fertile. Research isn't my thing, it's just science babble, so I could be wrong...but it sounds about right.

[Regardless, whatever they knew about magic from the perspective of a Cetra was a thing that beyond them now, long gone and lost.]

Who needs enemies when you've got family, huh? [Yeah...if impalings are involved you can count Reno out, he's quite happy with his status as never-had-a-family thanks.]

A painfully disembodied soul? [A detail that's more interesting to Reno than magic.] So, this body you have now is temporary, or was temporary?

[That's what it sounded like to Reno who was simply there to fish for information while giving very little himself that was personal, not that he had much to give.]

I'm going to assume that demons are some kind of monster that you hunt? [Reno can relate to monsters, anyone and anything can be a monster if it was properly beastly.]

[Yes and no...that was a bit confusing, but it was what it was.] And if you didn't have the tattoos you wouldn't have this bond? Is it a necessary bond?

[ He really wasn't giving information away, but V knew that people are like that. He was like that too, and it makes him pause a little remembering that it was hard for him to talk of these things before. Was it because now there was nothing to hide? Or that he didn't have to claw his way up the Qliphoth to fight his demon half?

Well, he needed to take a step back, though slowly. ]

I suppose so. [ Because there was so much history as well, between them and the distant figure of their father. ]

I exaggerate. [ V waves his hand, dismissing his past words. ] I had been rather sickly as a child and it felt like it was so when I first tried these bonds.

They are straight from Hell itself. [ A slight smile; he may not know what that is given the Lifestream, so a little clarification. ] The Underworld. Were all that is evil festers until it finds a hole and breaks into the human world to feast.

I was a sickly child and cannot fight the way my brother does with his fists. Human magic is weaker, so yes, to fight with them I made a pack. The tattoos are the contracts drawn directly on my skin; anyone who knows can read it so.

[Reno has this relaxed, disarming effect...coupled with being nosy it could lead people to relax around him sometimes. He was aware of it, but he was never offended if people recognized and wanted to withdraw from it, not trusting him was smart, though he didn't present a threat...it was simply his own default way of thinking.]

Quite an exaggeration, you're just full of flourish! [Reno's voice and demeanor are playful, but he doesn't push it, curious as he is he doesn't feel the need to force the information. He'd rather have a willing victim.]

Hm...where all that is evil festers huh? [Reno tipped his head up towards the ceiling.] I guess for me...that would be space. The calamity that fell from the sky and shit all over the world responsible for monsters, mutated creatures, and insane SOLDIERs.

I grew up in the slums, I wasn't sickly, but I was hungry. A lot. It does build some thick callouses though so I don't regret my time at the bottom. [He doesn't hold on to many of those memories.] Are you still sickly? Or is it a choice now not to fight with your fists?

[Even rangy people like Reno can fight elegantly.]

[ It wasn't that he couldn't trust people, only that there were certain matters that should not be spread around. A man of secrets needs to keep them close, and despite knowing that any other like himself would not spread gossip, it still wasn't good. ]

You can say that I once wished for a life on stage. [ He did crib a lot from the musicals and plays he enjoys, picking up a few dramatic posing from characters there. But mostly it was in his nature, as a child of Sparda and a child of Vergil, both being far too dramatic for most humans. ]

I can only be glad that we are faced with demons. I cannot imagine what an alien lifeform would do combined with the Underworld.

I still am sickly, though not as before. I prefer using my bonds so these days I can be a little helpless.

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