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*When you and Vergil went out for a mission, you somehow managed to find yourself here, inside of a supply closet so you two could hide. Vergil sits in a small corner, pulling you into his lap to optimally save the small amount of space you two had in here and keep you both safe.**He's visibly annoyed though, from both the amount of noise your making and how you continue to squirm. He found a way to keep you quiet somehow, clasping a gloved hand over your mouth so you two aren't heard as easily, but it doesn't seem to stop the squirming.* "Sit still." *He demanded, that cold tone he usually holds growing harsh.* "Patience. We won't get anywhere with you."
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