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Dante Rantanen

"Hey, you've reached Dante. I'm not in right now--you know what to do."

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[darkinferno]

[Freya, meet Dante's poker face. It's a very good poker face, and it doesn't falter in the slightest as he takes another drink.

...and then his eyes slide her way, the corner of his mouth turning up in what by this point is probably a very familiar smirk.]

The difference is, I know I'm an arrogant spoiled rich kid to the bone. I don't think I'm better than other people just because I've got money. He does. From the screencaps people sent me, he expects people to do what he wants just because he says so. He got pissed when people dared to question him.

[That's never been Dante. Sure, he's been the arrogant, spoiled rich kid, but he's never been the type to get all haughty and uppity about his social status compared to anyone else. Why does it matter at all?]

[belligerentwarrior]

[Freya rolls her eyes a little, but it's good-natured. She takes a long drink of the cider before answering.]

Yeah. He seemed out on an inquisition to make you look bad. Was askin' me to confirm or deny your weird Retrospec powers. Can't believe I'm sayin' this, but Dante, pretty sure he proved you're the good twin.

[darkinferno]

[A snort.] I must be losing my touch. You guys are making me go soft.

[But he frowns, looking up into the sky.]

I guess I always thought if me and my twin met one day, it'd be a good thing. Instead it's like he resents me for being alive.

[But that's neither here nor there. He shrugs, then turns back to her.]

But it's okay. I've made my own family here. If he doesn't want to be a part of it, he doesn't have to be.

[belligerentwarrior]

What, you think we strong-armed you into goin' soft? [Snort.]

As if. Admit it. You're all marshmallow and nougat in there, and the lot of us've had nothing to do with it.