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Post by dantesinferno on Oct 6, 2010 13:44:31 GMT -4
The view opens up on a close up of Dante S. Inferno, generating an instant barrage of booing from the crowd. He's wearing his shades, hideing his burn scarred eyes, grinning on the screen.
Camera Man: So Dante, we haven't seen much of you since you're first round loss in the title match tournament.
Dante: Heh, I was in that? I've been pretty busy myself, completely forgot about it.
Camera Man: Hopefully it was training man, you've been in a pretty big slump since you've been here. How do you feel about your odds against Agentul?
Dante: Who? I don't really focus much on who I go up against really. It makes no difference to me. Like I've said before, I'm here to hurt people or should fate swing against me, get hurt myself. The business is pain, and no one is in pain, then I'm obviously no doing my job.
Camera Man: Well, you seem to be doing alot more hanging in the shadows than doing business. Well, pain business at least. It seems you've been seen trying to have talks with The Downer.
Dante: Oh that. Just congratulating him on his work, and his inventiveness on creating his group. Power in numbers is always a winning strategy. The only way to survive against it, is to know where to send the power.
Suddenly Dante's cell phone rings, and he pulls it out of his trench coat, answering it.
Dante: Yeah? Ah, good to hear. Nah, I'm not far, I'll be there.
With that, Dante slips the phone back into his trench coat.
Dante: Well, time to conduct some business.
With that Dante turns away from the camera, and exits out into the parking lot.
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