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"hmm i was just napping" he yawns as he wakes up

“Why does it matter what he was doing, anyway?”

And then there was the mighty Doom Slayer, who was simply standing there eyeing the living hell out of Indianapolis. He didn't like anything with horns. Demons had horns, you get the point. He would be gripping his Super Shotgun, as if the option to blow her to bits and not blow her to bits were his only option, and he was really in the mood to blow something to bits... but of course as much as he hated demons, he was in a public setting and would hate to traumatize others

“I would not be shooting at Indy if I were you. Not only does she have a nuclear bomb, but we’d all turn against you.”

"wait wha why is everyone talking about shooting?" he was still groggy

Sentinel raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Prince. "If you weren't able to tell, he wasn't planning on shooting." He stood up to walk over to them.

"Well, cutie. That man right there went to hell and killed the devil, singlehandedly cleansing demonic control from his universe for good. All over a pet bunny. I'm sure a few pretty ladies and some kids in capes will be short work for the big guy, ain't that right?" he called out to the Slayer as he simply turned to Dante, and answered with a calm yet somewhat threatening "Yes"

(It's so tempting to use asterisks for speech but this isn't Discord lol)

Jarlen shrugged.”Maybe they finally want to die?” He said. He had also just woken not too long ago and looked at the others.”What are we talking about?”

Sentinel nodded. "And I'm sure with a couple 'modifiers', it could be even shorter work." He looked at the Prince. "So, it would be best for you to simply walk away." he said in a deeper voice.

"oi first of all what the crud is going second of all she didn't do anything to you so you "walk away"

Jarlen blinked and sat next to shade on the bench. He was so confused about what was happening.

“Why in the world are you idiots making this place so damn noisy?! Unlike the rest of you, some of us are trying to enjoy a drink and relax.” Clearly, Scharnhorst was in a mood because, well, like some of her colleagues, they were trying to drink in peace.

"and now theres an angry one eyed german ship ugh this is annoying"

"First off, I wasn't talking to you or the lady. I'm only talking to Sir Arrogance over here." Sentinel stated, referring to the Prince. "So, everyone needs to cool their jets before someone gets hurt."

Jarlen looked at the counter to see a bottle of what he likes. He got up and went to get it and drink in peace. It sounded like a great idea.

"yeah the only person getting hurt will be you" he glares ready to throw hands but instead opts to go smoke alone

"..." Uh oh. Scharnhorst did a big oopsie and got the attention of the guy who spent his life turning demons into abstract pieces of art, as he would start to trudge to her, every step he took make everyone feel like their life was just chipping away. He was just about ready to get aggressive with Scharnhorst before Dante pulled him back. "Now now big guy, I know you reaaaaally want to blow something apart, but we're in a bar, just sit down and relax." he said as Doom Slayer was just locked-on to Scharnhorst, before turning away, which is pretty much a "Screw you" without saying or even indicating it.

“I can see why everyone disses the Royal Navy so much. I mean, come on, one ship couldn’t even protect their Pride cause of jammed guns.” Because Prince of Wales’ guns jammed during the battle with Bismarck

"and your supposed to be?"

Now there's some guy with his collection of funky alien ninjas just sitting at a table. Who...- eh. Just leave him be