The library door opens, revealing a red-haired senior with notable purple bags under his eyes, covered by his glasses. He's holding three books in one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other, seemingly tired and immersed in his world of worries. He spots a place, next to his black-haired classmate, Kujo Jotaro. "May I sit here?" Kakyoin asks, wondering why sit here if there's a ton of spots unoccupied.
“Sure, go ahead.” Jotaro replied, immersed in a book of marine biology, only glancing over at Kakyoin momentarily, “So what’re you studying for?”
The library door opens, revealing a red-haired senior with notable purple bags under his eyes, covered by his glasses. He's holding three books in one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other, seemingly tired and immersed in his world of worries. He spots a place, next to his black-haired classmate, Kujo Jotaro. "May I sit here?" Kakyoin asks, wondering why sit here if there's a ton of spots unoccupied.
“Sure, go ahead.” Jotaro replied, immersed in a book of marine biology, only glancing over at Kakyoin momentarily, “So what’re you studying for?”
One day, in the lunchroom, a tall, skinny, and somewhat handsome black-haired student sat down next to Shinobu, with a school-bought lunch, and looked over to her, “I hope this seat isn’t taken, is it?”
“Not at the the moment” Shinobu responds without giving him a look. “That’s the spot I usually keep for my sister.” Tracing her line of sight Jowi sees that her eyes are focused in a bitter frown at her sister sitting across the room. “I don’t think she’ll mind tho.”
“Hey, Caesar, has that whole issue with your friend been resolved yet? If not, might you point me in the right direction to talk to him. I promise not to hurt him... unless he attacks first.” (Fuckin-jojo-and-Jowi)
“No, Jowi, it’s okay though. I don’t know where exactly he went, but I think he’s on a date. It’s best just to leave it be, okay? I don’t want anyone else to get hurt. I appreciate your consideration though, it means a lot to me.”
One day, in the lunchroom, a tall, skinny, and somewhat handsome black-haired student sat down next to Shinobu, with a school-bought lunch, and looked over to her, “I hope this seat isn’t taken, is it?”
“Not at the the moment” Shinobu responds without giving him a look. “That’s the spot I usually keep for my sister.” Tracing her line of sight Jowi sees that her eyes are focused in a bitter frown at her sister sitting across the room. “I don’t think she’ll mind tho.”
Tama takes the piece of paper, with a confused look.
“Are you serious?”
Checking the paper, there was his name and number on it. “Oh you were serious.” With a slight blush on her cheeks, Tama looks back at Jowi and nods, “F-fine, I guess we can. Im warning you though, I eat a lot.”
Taking her book bag, she heads to her next class with a smile.
Jowi chuckles, and heads off to his own class, catching up to her, “4:00, in front of the school, we’ll go for pizza, or whatever you want.”
He then passed her up, turning left and heading up the stairs to his class, excited for this afternoon, and facing the day with new energy.
Caesar takes a seat beside Jowi offchance, holding her lunch in her lap instead of on the table, just staring down at it grimly for a moment before looking at the person beside her. He didn't have any food with him. She set the bento down and slid it over in front of him. "Do you want this? I don't think I can eat.."
Jowi looked at her, quickly running over her, and noticing her upset tone and posture, before taking a deep breath as he tried to help this girl with whatever problem she was having,
“Thank you, but I’ve already eaten. You should eat, relax, tell me what’s got you so upset? We’re all friends here… I think. At the very least I’m not gonna just let you go on the rest of your day feeling like nobody cares.”
Caesar takes a seat beside Jowi offchance, holding her lunch in her lap instead of on the table, just staring down at it grimly for a moment before looking at the person beside her. He didn't have any food with him. She set the bento down and slid it over in front of him. "Do you want this? I don't think I can eat.."
Jowi looked at her, quickly running over her, and noticing her upset tone and posture, before taking a deep breath as he tried to help this girl with whatever problem she was having,
“Thank you, but I’ve already eaten. You should eat, relax, tell me what’s got you so upset? We’re all friends here… I think. At the very least I’m not gonna just let you go on the rest of your day feeling like nobody cares.”
Tama looked at him, tilting her head slightly, studying him quickly. She puts on a smile herself and reaches out for a handshake,”Hi! Im Tama. I guess we’ll be desk neighbors this year.” She unfortunately was a little tired from the morning drill practice Shinobu insisted they had, so she hoped looked presentable to her new classmate.
“You seem… tired…” he said, looking over her quickly, and noticing her quick expression change, before holding out his hand for a handshake, and leaving an energy bar in her hand,
“My name’s Jowi. Try and eat that quickly before the teacher arrives. It should help keep you awake.”
“Ehh?…” Surprised at the sudden bar in her hand, Tama shakes her head and hands it back to him just as quickly as she was given the bar. “I just met you, and I’m taking your food already, I can’t do that.”
“I have more. I’m not needing it. Just eat up and don’t argue with me. I see someone who needs help, and I help them. Simple as that.”
He refused the food, pushing it back into her hand, “Just eat it. Consider it a present.”
Tama frowns and takes the bar back.”Fine.” Munching on the bar, she suddenly smirks, a thought crossing her mind. “Oh my, Jowi, first we exchange names and now you’re giving gifts to me? Isn’t this a bit too fast for us? What’s next, holding hands?” Tama teased him, she didn’t like that he was stubborn about helping her, so the idea crossed her mind to tease him and knock him down a peg.
Jowi chuckled, knowing this game all too well, and smirked, leaning in, “I mean, we could always go straight to kissing if you’d like, Tama-kun~” he replied jokingly, though with a tone of seductiveness.
Tama raises an eyebrow and smiles, if he’s willing to get so close to her than he won’t mind a touch. She raises her hand,”I mean we can Jowi-chan~,” she places her hand on his face, suddenly pushes it away from her own as soon as the school bell rings. Laughing, Tama gets up,”I don’t kiss before marriage though.”
Jowi chuckled, “Shall we meet after school then? Perhaps we could go for a bite to eat?”
He smiled, and slipped her a piece of paper, with his number on it, wanting to see how far this would go. She was rather cute, after all.
Tama looked at him, tilting her head slightly, studying him quickly. She puts on a smile herself and reaches out for a handshake,”Hi! Im Tama. I guess we’ll be desk neighbors this year.” She unfortunately was a little tired from the morning drill practice Shinobu insisted they had, so she hoped looked presentable to her new classmate.
“You seem… tired…” he said, looking over her quickly, and noticing her quick expression change, before holding out his hand for a handshake, and leaving an energy bar in her hand,
“My name’s Jowi. Try and eat that quickly before the teacher arrives. It should help keep you awake.”
“Ehh?…” Surprised at the sudden bar in her hand, Tama shakes her head and hands it back to him just as quickly as she was given the bar. “I just met you, and I’m taking your food already, I can’t do that.”
“I have more. I’m not needing it. Just eat up and don’t argue with me. I see someone who needs help, and I help them. Simple as that.”
He refused the food, pushing it back into her hand, “Just eat it. Consider it a present.”
Tama frowns and takes the bar back.”Fine.” Munching on the bar, she suddenly smirks, a thought crossing her mind. “Oh my, Jowi, first we exchange names and now you’re giving gifts to me? Isn’t this a bit too fast for us? What’s next, holding hands?” Tama teased him, she didn’t like that he was stubborn about helping her, so the idea crossed her mind to tease him and knock him down a peg.
Jowi chuckled, knowing this game all too well, and smirked, leaning in, “I mean, we could always go straight to kissing if you’d like, Tama-kun~” he replied jokingly, though with a tone of seductiveness.
Tama looked at him, tilting her head slightly, studying him quickly. She puts on a smile herself and reaches out for a handshake,”Hi! Im Tama. I guess we’ll be desk neighbors this year.” She unfortunately was a little tired from the morning drill practice Shinobu insisted they had, so she hoped looked presentable to her new classmate.
“You seem… tired…” he said, looking over her quickly, and noticing her quick expression change, before holding out his hand for a handshake, and leaving an energy bar in her hand,
“My name’s Jowi. Try and eat that quickly before the teacher arrives. It should help keep you awake.”
“Ehh?…” Surprised at the sudden bar in her hand, Tama shakes her head and hands it back to him just as quickly as she was given the bar. “I just met you, and I’m taking your food already, I can’t do that.”
“I have more. I’m not needing it. Just eat up and don’t argue with me. I see someone who needs help, and I help them. Simple as that.”
He refused the food, pushing it back into her hand, “Just eat it. Consider it a present.”
Caesar takes a seat beside Jowi offchance, holding her lunch in her lap instead of on the table, just staring down at it grimly for a moment before looking at the person beside her. He didn't have any food with him. She set the bento down and slid it over in front of him. "Do you want this? I don't think I can eat.."
Jowi looked at her, quickly running over her, and noticing her upset tone and posture, before taking a deep breath as he tried to help this girl with whatever problem she was having,
“Thank you, but I’ve already eaten. You should eat, relax, tell me what’s got you so upset? We’re all friends here… I think. At the very least I’m not gonna just let you go on the rest of your day feeling like nobody cares.”
Caesar takes a seat beside Jowi offchance, holding her lunch in her lap instead of on the table, just staring down at it grimly for a moment before looking at the person beside her. He didn't have any food with him. She set the bento down and slid it over in front of him. "Do you want this? I don't think I can eat.."
Jowi looked at her, quickly running over her, and noticing her upset tone and posture, before taking a deep breath as he tried to help this girl with whatever problem she was having,
“Thank you, but I’ve already eaten. You should eat, relax, tell me what’s got you so upset? We’re all friends here… I think. At the very least I’m not gonna just let you go on the rest of your day feeling like nobody cares.”
Tama looked at him, tilting her head slightly, studying him quickly. She puts on a smile herself and reaches out for a handshake,”Hi! Im Tama. I guess we’ll be desk neighbors this year.” She unfortunately was a little tired from the morning drill practice Shinobu insisted they had, so she hoped looked presentable to her new classmate.
“You seem… tired…” he said, looking over her quickly, and noticing her quick expression change, before holding out his hand for a handshake, and leaving an energy bar in her hand,
“My name’s Jowi. Try and eat that quickly before the teacher arrives. It should help keep you awake.”
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
“There’s plenty of places to sleep. The guest bedrooms, the couch, the floor, on top of the fridge…” he said, half-jokingly, “I won’t judge. And so long as the cat doesn’t sleep directly on my face that is okay.”
He began to move her bags into the guest bedroom nearest his, “I’d imagine you’d like a bed to sleep on?”
He led her to the room, which was conveniently enough, pink, and had a fluffy bed and a window view of the garden, with its own bathroom and a TV on top of the dresser,
“Used to be my kid cousin’s room when she lived here, we never painted over the pink. Figured you’d like it.”
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi points at himself, asking if she was talking to him, “Me? No, just… a lot of fighting in Morioh. It’s nice to have a day where a Stand User isn’t trying to kill me the minute I get out of bed.”
He relaxed back into the seat, “Its good to find another friend. And what’s more important someone who’s encountered Kira, maybe you could help Rohan with the search…”
Caesar nods a little bit, not really understanding what that was like, but she did know what it was like to need a friendly face. She hugs him tighter, nuzzling her face into his neck. “It must be hard, but you’ll be able to wake up to a friendly face for a while! A little kitty too!”
Vanilla was settled in his lap, wiggling his ears and meowing at them when Caesar said kitty. He stretches out, rolling over onto his back with another meow. Her stand also appeared on the other side of him, cuddling up to his leg.
He smiled, hugging back, “Its Okay, really. Everyone is working so hard to find Kira, and I have to do my part. But yeah, a friendly face will definitely help.”
He felt incredibly happy at the discovery of a new ally. Her stand might not be the most useful in finding Kira, but it could certainly help the Morioh Warriors relax in between fights and keep morale up.
Caesar hugs him tighter for a second, giving him a kiss on his nose before she crawls up to the front seat. “Can you drive? Do you want to drive to your house?”
Caesar help out her keys to him, smiling. “You seem trapped in snuggles back there though, you can just tell me the way..”
“Nah, it’s your car, you can drive.” He replied, petting the cat, blushing a little bit from the kiss, and looking down at her stand.
“I’ll just give you directions as we go on.”
Caesar pulls her car out of the garage and down the street. “Okay. Thank you dear.”
Her stand and her cat were much like her, snuggling up to him in pure content. The cat purring happily at him while the rabbit squeaked, wiggling it’s way into his lap as well. They loved him already!
Jowi smiled, happily petting the cat and acknowledging the stand, as he could not pet it.
He proceeded to instruct Caesar to his house, and they shortly arrived at his abode.
It was certainly a valuable property, and looked to be almost a small mansion, though just barely missing the mark on that classification. It’s outside was rather plain looking, white with some bright wood pattern highlights. As she stopped, he readied her bags and began to take them in.
Caesar got out of the car, holding her little kitty to her chest while staring at the house. She bit her lip nervously, taking it all in before following him inside. “So I’ll be safe here… and so will Vanilla, hm?”
She stopped in the doorway, looking around nervously as she did. She forgot how intrusive she felt at other people’s homes and her little stand cowering behind her legs showed it quite well. “I don’t really want to be a burden to you..”
Jowi shook his head, “Nonsense. You won’t be a burden at all. It’ll be nice to have some company around here for a change. And yes, you’ll be safe. I’ll be around here to protect you from any threats. And should Kira himself show up… well, I’m pretty sure I can handle it.”
He grabbed her bags, and began bringing them in, “Make yourself at home. Plenty of space for you and your cat, if you do desire to use it.”
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi points at himself, asking if she was talking to him, “Me? No, just… a lot of fighting in Morioh. It’s nice to have a day where a Stand User isn’t trying to kill me the minute I get out of bed.”
He relaxed back into the seat, “Its good to find another friend. And what’s more important someone who’s encountered Kira, maybe you could help Rohan with the search…”
Caesar nods a little bit, not really understanding what that was like, but she did know what it was like to need a friendly face. She hugs him tighter, nuzzling her face into his neck. “It must be hard, but you’ll be able to wake up to a friendly face for a while! A little kitty too!”
Vanilla was settled in his lap, wiggling his ears and meowing at them when Caesar said kitty. He stretches out, rolling over onto his back with another meow. Her stand also appeared on the other side of him, cuddling up to his leg.
He smiled, hugging back, “Its Okay, really. Everyone is working so hard to find Kira, and I have to do my part. But yeah, a friendly face will definitely help.”
He felt incredibly happy at the discovery of a new ally. Her stand might not be the most useful in finding Kira, but it could certainly help the Morioh Warriors relax in between fights and keep morale up.
Caesar hugs him tighter for a second, giving him a kiss on his nose before she crawls up to the front seat. “Can you drive? Do you want to drive to your house?”
Caesar help out her keys to him, smiling. “You seem trapped in snuggles back there though, you can just tell me the way..”
“Nah, it’s your car, you can drive.” He replied, petting the cat, blushing a little bit from the kiss, and looking down at her stand.
“I’ll just give you directions as we go on.”
Caesar pulls her car out of the garage and down the street. “Okay. Thank you dear.”
Her stand and her cat were much like her, snuggling up to him in pure content. The cat purring happily at him while the rabbit squeaked, wiggling it’s way into his lap as well. They loved him already!
Jowi smiled, happily petting the cat and acknowledging the stand, as he could not pet it.
He proceeded to instruct Caesar to his house, and they shortly arrived at his abode.
It was certainly a valuable property, and looked to be almost a small mansion, though just barely missing the mark on that classification. It’s outside was rather plain looking, white with some bright wood pattern highlights. As she stopped, he readied her bags and began to take them in.
Jowi arrived at the restaurant early, just to be safe. He was a little bit nervous, but he kept his cool as he awaited his date.
Monty Crue. A beautiful girl he had met just over two years ago during his earlier days at the Speedwagon Foundation. Looking back at it, he had been incredibly lucky to meet a girl like her. Talented, beautiful, smart, and caring.
He thought back to how she had reacted to him when they first met, and how he faked her out with his stand. He smiled, fondly remembering those days of his life.
As he snapped out of it, he saw Monty arriving, walking over to greet her, “Good evening, Ms. Crue. You look spectacular as always.”
Jowi frowned a bit, “I’d really love to, but that’s not who I came here to spend time with. That’s Monty Crue, the performer. I was hoping to spend some time with the actual person I’ve come to know and love. You don’t need to be nervous about spending time with me, we’ve been through enough by now, I’d think?”
“Damn,” Monty grumbled, slouching back in her chair as she crossed her arms, “am I that easy to read?” She then glanced over her shoulder. Several other patrons turned their heads away from her. The singer sighed. “I honestly didn’t think I would attract this much attention.”
“No, you’re not easy to read. I’m just exceptionally good and experienced at trying to figure out what Jotaro is thinking. Man has the expressions of a statue.”
He smiled, and took her hand, “Just relax. You’re doing fine. If I didn’t think this would go well, I wouldn’t have asked you out here.”
“Hmmm…” The singer hummed, “well, alright.” She glanced over her shoulder again. One patron, an older gentleman, met her gaze and held up his wine glass with a nod. The singer smiled softly and waved; he was a regular, always on time for her show. Monty then back to her menu. “I still can’t make up my mind…”
“Just pick what speaks to you. What do you see that just feels right? Just pick food like you picked your Stand Name. A stand user’s instincts are often one of their strongest points. So why not put it to the test? Here, I’ll try something new… Fettucini Alfredo.”
He said, quickly scanning the menu and pointing to a random item,
“Never had it, even though I spent so long in Italy. But let’s try something new. Something to signify the start of something new.”
“Hmmm…” She hummed again, eyes flicking over the menu, “salmon. We’ve had it at the club a couple of times but I never got a chance to actually try it.” The singer frowned. “By the way, when am I going to meet your boss? It’s been a while.”
Jowi chuckled, “Whenever I can find time to introduce you. He works for the Speedwagon Foundation, and his Stand is the strongest I’ve ever seen. He spends a lot of his time with his family nowadays, though.”
Jowi reaches into his wallet, and pulled out a picture from 1999, with the Morioh Warriors assembled together, and pointing to the sky, and he tapped Jotaro in the picture, “That’s him. I’m not gonna say his name because he’s got quite a few enemies, but some day I’ll introduce you to him.”
“I came here to deposit some files. You know, boring Speedwagon stuff. If you wanna read them before I put them away, you can.”
He looked at Achtung Baby, and chuckled,
“You’ve certainly grown quite a bit as a stand user since Morioh. And you were already quite strong back then, too.”
Jowi held out the files to Shizuka, not having been faxed by her near attack.
Shizuka raised an eyebrow and shrugged, taking the files. “Maybe later. I got my own project.” She tapped the open file before her, showing a golden haired youth with hair loops in the front. “Giorno Giovanni. Him and his group across the world. Though they aren’t fully documented, some of their stands have been observed. Trying to figure more out from the clues we have.”
“They aren’t an issue. Those are my logged files. They are our allies and to be honest, even after witnessing Giorno’s stand myself, I’m not quite sure what its power is, other than that it’s an incredibly powerful ability, and I’ve never seen nor heard of Giorno losing a fight.”
He sat down, “Narancia, Bruno, and Abbacio are all dead though. Their gang, Passione, has little interests outside of protecting Italy since Giorno took over. What operatives they have outside of Italy are usually looking for criminals who fled Italy, though they do make exceptions here and there.”
She shook her head. “No… We should know more about this.” She turned the file to Diavalo. “This guy… his stand could erase time. Removing the effect of actions that would prove bad for him. Yet… Giorno beat him. With a stand that supposedly manipulates life. Diavalo was too dangerous to be caught off guard.
She sighed, calling Achtung Baby back. “It just doesn’t make sense though. There would have to be an ability to opposes or works around the ability to erase time. There is something we don’t know. It is right there, I just… It is better we know things just in case.”
Jowi shook his head, “Giorno obtained the power of Requiem. As far as he knew, he could prevent thing a from reaching reality. Diavalo’s King Crimson was caught off guard by his erases time being undone, and then Giorno killed him.”
He thought back to those long-gone days, and smiled, remembering the time he spent there,
“I know Giorno better than most people. He is not someone who needs to be watched over or taken down. Not that anyone could even do so in the first place. Just because he was Dio’s son, doesn’t make him a monster. He was a Joestar, through and through.”
“I came here to deposit some files. You know, boring Speedwagon stuff. If you wanna read them before I put them away, you can.”
He looked at Achtung Baby, and chuckled,
“You’ve certainly grown quite a bit as a stand user since Morioh. And you were already quite strong back then, too.”
Jowi held out the files to Shizuka, not having been faxed by her near attack.
Shizuka raised an eyebrow and shrugged, taking the files. “Maybe later. I got my own project.” She tapped the open file before her, showing a golden haired youth with hair loops in the front. “Giorno Giovanni. Him and his group across the world. Though they aren’t fully documented, some of their stands have been observed. Trying to figure more out from the clues we have.”
“They aren’t an issue. Those are my logged files. They are our allies and to be honest, even after witnessing Giorno’s stand myself, I’m not quite sure what its power is, other than that it’s an incredibly powerful ability, and I’ve never seen nor heard of Giorno losing a fight.”
He sat down, “Narancia, Bruno, and Abbacio are all dead though. Their gang, Passione, has little interests outside of protecting Italy since Giorno took over. What operatives they have outside of Italy are usually looking for criminals who fled Italy, though they do make exceptions here and there.”
It was another quiet day in the Speedwagon Foundation. Well… mostly. In the Stand research wing, specifically the file room, there was a child wearing sunglasses with her feet on the table in front of her with an open file in her lap. She had headphones over here ears, playing some rock music as she read. This was Shizuka Joestar, the adoptive daughter of Joseph Joestar.
Jowi walked in, here to do some more research, perhaps finding more information about Stands that he hadn’t known before, as well as file away some information on stands he had encountered recently. As he saw Shizuka on approach, he smiled, walking up behind the child, and lightly tapping his hand on the nearby shelf as to cause minimal disturbance to the child.
He knew that her stand was a little dangerous from his experience with her in Morioh years ago.
Quite suddenly, Shizuka floated through the chair towards Jowi and she turned to throw a punch which stopped short of actually touching him. Another shizuka appeared across the table with a file and the first Shizuka was revealed to be Achtung Baby.
She sigh, taking her earbuds out. “First off, I was listening to music. So making noise behind me isn’t gonna get my attention very well. Now… What can I do for you?”
“I came here to deposit some files. You know, boring Speedwagon stuff. If you wanna read them before I put them away, you can.”
He looked at Achtung Baby, and chuckled,
“You’ve certainly grown quite a bit as a stand user since Morioh. And you were already quite strong back then, too.”
Jowi held out the files to Shizuka, not having been faxed by her near attack.
It was another quiet day in the Speedwagon Foundation. Well… mostly. In the Stand research wing, specifically the file room, there was a child wearing sunglasses with her feet on the table in front of her with an open file in her lap. She had headphones over here ears, playing some rock music as she read. This was Shizuka Joestar, the adoptive daughter of Joseph Joestar.
Jowi walked in, here to do some more research, perhaps finding more information about Stands that he hadn’t known before, as well as file away some information on stands he had encountered recently. As he saw Shizuka on approach, he smiled, walking up behind the child, and lightly tapping his hand on the nearby shelf as to cause minimal disturbance to the child.
He knew that her stand was a little dangerous from his experience with her in Morioh years ago.
@jotaro-fuckin-kujo: It was a bright spring morning, and Jolyne was standing on the deck of a small marine biology research vessel with both of her parents– Dr. Jotaro and Dr. Marina Kujo. Both were Stand users, with Marina’s Stand resembling a mermaid. She called it Barracuda, and it had the ability to read hidden emotions. To her knowledge, Jolyne did not possess a Stand, or know they even existed, but her mother knew Stand users attracted other Stand users, and her biggest fear was that a Stand user would attack the Kujos and use Jolyne as collateral. She’d rather die than have anyone hurt a hair on Jolyne’s head.
Jolyne was six, and sipping a small mug of tea on her mother’s lap while she analyzed a sample of water under a microscope. Marina held her daughter with one arm, adjusting the clarity of the microscope with her other hand. Quietly, Marina took her hand off the microscope and motioned her husband over, her voice one of concern.
“Jotaro, look at this. I don’t think I like what I see.”
Jotaro walked over, wearing his Part 4 attire, and called out his Stand, Star Platinum to use its perfect eyes to analyze the sample, “What’s your concern?” He asked, as he patted Jolyne on the head, and kissed his wife on the cheek.
Though he was dedicated to his work, his experiences with the Jolyne of another world changed his perspective, moving his focus more towards his family than it otherwise would have been.
One of Jotaro’s Speedwagon Foundation partners was sitting off to the side, looking out over the sea, but turned his attention to the couple momentarily, before resuming his observations.
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi points at himself, asking if she was talking to him, “Me? No, just… a lot of fighting in Morioh. It’s nice to have a day where a Stand User isn’t trying to kill me the minute I get out of bed.”
He relaxed back into the seat, “Its good to find another friend. And what’s more important someone who’s encountered Kira, maybe you could help Rohan with the search…”
Caesar nods a little bit, not really understanding what that was like, but she did know what it was like to need a friendly face. She hugs him tighter, nuzzling her face into his neck. “It must be hard, but you’ll be able to wake up to a friendly face for a while! A little kitty too!”
Vanilla was settled in his lap, wiggling his ears and meowing at them when Caesar said kitty. He stretches out, rolling over onto his back with another meow. Her stand also appeared on the other side of him, cuddling up to his leg.
He smiled, hugging back, “Its Okay, really. Everyone is working so hard to find Kira, and I have to do my part. But yeah, a friendly face will definitely help.”
He felt incredibly happy at the discovery of a new ally. Her stand might not be the most useful in finding Kira, but it could certainly help the Morioh Warriors relax in between fights and keep morale up.
Caesar hugs him tighter for a second, giving him a kiss on his nose before she crawls up to the front seat. “Can you drive? Do you want to drive to your house?”
Caesar help out her keys to him, smiling. “You seem trapped in snuggles back there though, you can just tell me the way..”
“Nah, it’s your car, you can drive.” He replied, petting the cat, blushing a little bit from the kiss, and looking down at her stand.
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi points at himself, asking if she was talking to him, “Me? No, just… a lot of fighting in Morioh. It’s nice to have a day where a Stand User isn’t trying to kill me the minute I get out of bed.”
He relaxed back into the seat, “Its good to find another friend. And what’s more important someone who’s encountered Kira, maybe you could help Rohan with the search…”
Caesar nods a little bit, not really understanding what that was like, but she did know what it was like to need a friendly face. She hugs him tighter, nuzzling her face into his neck. “It must be hard, but you’ll be able to wake up to a friendly face for a while! A little kitty too!”
Vanilla was settled in his lap, wiggling his ears and meowing at them when Caesar said kitty. He stretches out, rolling over onto his back with another meow. Her stand also appeared on the other side of him, cuddling up to his leg.
He smiled, hugging back, “Its Okay, really. Everyone is working so hard to find Kira, and I have to do my part. But yeah, a friendly face will definitely help.”
He felt incredibly happy at the discovery of a new ally. Her stand might not be the most useful in finding Kira, but it could certainly help the Morioh Warriors relax in between fights and keep morale up.
Jowi arrived at the restaurant early, just to be safe. He was a little bit nervous, but he kept his cool as he awaited his date.
Monty Crue. A beautiful girl he had met just over two years ago during his earlier days at the Speedwagon Foundation. Looking back at it, he had been incredibly lucky to meet a girl like her. Talented, beautiful, smart, and caring.
He thought back to how she had reacted to him when they first met, and how he faked her out with his stand. He smiled, fondly remembering those days of his life.
As he snapped out of it, he saw Monty arriving, walking over to greet her, “Good evening, Ms. Crue. You look spectacular as always.”
Jowi frowned a bit, “I’d really love to, but that’s not who I came here to spend time with. That’s Monty Crue, the performer. I was hoping to spend some time with the actual person I’ve come to know and love. You don’t need to be nervous about spending time with me, we’ve been through enough by now, I’d think?”
“Damn,” Monty grumbled, slouching back in her chair as she crossed her arms, “am I that easy to read?” She then glanced over her shoulder. Several other patrons turned their heads away from her. The singer sighed. “I honestly didn’t think I would attract this much attention.”
“No, you’re not easy to read. I’m just exceptionally good and experienced at trying to figure out what Jotaro is thinking. Man has the expressions of a statue.”
He smiled, and took her hand, “Just relax. You’re doing fine. If I didn’t think this would go well, I wouldn’t have asked you out here.”
“Hmmm…” The singer hummed, “well, alright.” She glanced over her shoulder again. One patron, an older gentleman, met her gaze and held up his wine glass with a nod. The singer smiled softly and waved; he was a regular, always on time for her show. Monty then back to her menu. “I still can’t make up my mind…”
“Just pick what speaks to you. What do you see that just feels right? Just pick food like you picked your Stand Name. A stand user’s instincts are often one of their strongest points. So why not put it to the test? Here, I’ll try something new… Fettucini Alfredo.”
He said, quickly scanning the menu and pointing to a random item,
“Never had it, even though I spent so long in Italy. But let’s try something new. Something to signify the start of something new.”
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi points at himself, asking if she was talking to him, “Me? No, just… a lot of fighting in Morioh. It’s nice to have a day where a Stand User isn’t trying to kill me the minute I get out of bed.”
He relaxed back into the seat, “Its good to find another friend. And what’s more important someone who’s encountered Kira, maybe you could help Rohan with the search…”
Jowi arrived at the restaurant early, just to be safe. He was a little bit nervous, but he kept his cool as he awaited his date.
Monty Crue. A beautiful girl he had met just over two years ago during his earlier days at the Speedwagon Foundation. Looking back at it, he had been incredibly lucky to meet a girl like her. Talented, beautiful, smart, and caring.
He thought back to how she had reacted to him when they first met, and how he faked her out with his stand. He smiled, fondly remembering those days of his life.
As he snapped out of it, he saw Monty arriving, walking over to greet her, “Good evening, Ms. Crue. You look spectacular as always.”
Jowi frowned a bit, “I’d really love to, but that’s not who I came here to spend time with. That’s Monty Crue, the performer. I was hoping to spend some time with the actual person I’ve come to know and love. You don’t need to be nervous about spending time with me, we’ve been through enough by now, I’d think?”
“Damn,” Monty grumbled, slouching back in her chair as she crossed her arms, “am I that easy to read?” She then glanced over her shoulder. Several other patrons turned their heads away from her. The singer sighed. “I honestly didn’t think I would attract this much attention.”
“No, you’re not easy to read. I’m just exceptionally good and experienced at trying to figure out what Jotaro is thinking. Man has the expressions of a statue.”
He smiled, and took her hand, “Just relax. You’re doing fine. If I didn’t think this would go well, I wouldn’t have asked you out here.”
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
“Of course… do you want to take Vanilla to my car while I get his things? He doesn’t need a leash since he likes car rides.” Caesar sets the cat down and it bounces after Jowi excitedly hearing her utter the words car ride and his name in the same variation of sentences.
Jowi smiled at the kitten, bending down to pick him up, “Sure. Which way to the garage?” He asked, scratching the little cat behind the ears.
“Straight down the hall, it’s a metal door.. but if you set Vanilla down he’ll run there and lead you! He loves the car and has his own baby carrier in the backseat.”
“Hah! That’s adorable!” He let the cat go to watch it do so, following him to the car, and opening the back seat, before going back, and starting to put Caesar’s bags in the trunk, before sitting down in the front passenger seat. He breathed a sigh of relief as he laid back in the seat.
It had been too long in Morioh since everything just went well. He had a lead on Kira, he had protected her long enough to get her to safety, and they hadn’t been attacked by a stand user yet.
Jowi arrived at the restaurant early, just to be safe. He was a little bit nervous, but he kept his cool as he awaited his date.
Monty Crue. A beautiful girl he had met just over two years ago during his earlier days at the Speedwagon Foundation. Looking back at it, he had been incredibly lucky to meet a girl like her. Talented, beautiful, smart, and caring.
He thought back to how she had reacted to him when they first met, and how he faked her out with his stand. He smiled, fondly remembering those days of his life.
As he snapped out of it, he saw Monty arriving, walking over to greet her, “Good evening, Ms. Crue. You look spectacular as always.”
Jowi frowned a bit, “I’d really love to, but that’s not who I came here to spend time with. That’s Monty Crue, the performer. I was hoping to spend some time with the actual person I’ve come to know and love. You don’t need to be nervous about spending time with me, we’ve been through enough by now, I’d think?”
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
“Of course… do you want to take Vanilla to my car while I get his things? He doesn’t need a leash since he likes car rides.” Caesar sets the cat down and it bounces after Jowi excitedly hearing her utter the words car ride and his name in the same variation of sentences.
Jowi smiled at the kitten, bending down to pick him up, “Sure. Which way to the garage?” He asked, scratching the little cat behind the ears.
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi calmly followed, looking back at the Stand, before turning back to Caesar, “Maybe you should call your stand in? There’s a ton of stand users in Morioh, and I don’t want them mistaking you for being hostile.”
He kept suspiciously glancing around, trying to keep an eye out for any stand users that might want to ambush him or Caesar.
“Oh! Okay…” Caesar looks back at her stand and it slowly fades away. She didn’t really like recalling her since she loved being outside so much.
“How many nice stand users do you know overall? At least in this city?” She asks, looking a tad worried.
Jowi took a deep breath, counting up the Morioh Warriors and the two Crusaders. He thought about it for a minute then hesitantly replied, “Uh… I think about nine? Maybe ten? We aren’t sure about Mikitaka being a stand user…” he thought about the bizarre possible alien, before turning his attention back to the girl,
“But yeah, we have almost a small army at this point. We had more people, but… Kira killed two of them…”
Caesar let out a soft little gasp. “Oh.. I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help? My stand isn’t really much of a fighter..”
Caesar squeezes his hand gently, furrowing her brows in worry. “I hope the rest of you stay safe and sound.. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt!”
“That’s why I’m so concerned about you.” He said, a hint of anger in his voice, remembering Shigechi, and how scared he must’ve been,
“Shigechi and Cinderella didn’t have combat stands either. They were helpless against Kira. I won’t let him do this anymore. I’m gonna use my Stand to stop him, and any other people who want to use their power to hurt others.”
There was a look of firey determination on his face, and his free hand was clenched tightly in a fist of rage.
Caesar smiles warily, hugging his arm once again. “Surely with you here to protect the innocent they’ll stay safe. You’ve got that look in your eye I’ve only seen true heros have..”
Caesar calls out her stand, holding it gently in her free arm so it can soothe his nerves. He looked like he could use some help relaxing again. Caesar wasn’t sure who the two people he mentioned were and their relationships with him, but he seemed to care deeply for them nonetheless.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled, relaxing greatly as he did so, “Thanks. It really means a lot. With how hectic Morioh has gotten, it’s nice to have someone believe in you.”
He wrapped his arm around her, “I promise you, nothing is going to hurt you while I’m around.”
“Of course I believe in you.. Thank you for protecting me, Jonathan.” Caesar cooes adoringly at him holding her close. “I do feel safe with you..”
She wasn’t lying, her worries were soothed by his presence. Not just over the whole idea of stands, but she often felt in danger just walking home. People would look at her funny for her appearance and the happy, bubbly way she carried herself. Now they weren’t.
“So, how much farther to your house?” He asked, now feeling much more comfortable with the girl than he did a few minutes ago.
It was clear to him that he had found a true ally. One who might not be there in a fight, but one who would always be there to support him nonetheless. Someone he could fight for.
“Not to rush our walk or anything, but I don’t want you getting so distracted we walk past it.”
“While you are quite distracting…” She starts in a teasing manner, giving him a big smile. “..my house is right up there.”
Caesar points to a small but cute little pink house with a white picket fence and a garden. It didn’t stand out too much since most houses in her neighborhood weren’t traditional Japanese houses, but it was very bright and inviting.
Caesar walks him through the little gate, going up to the porch and taking out her keys. She looks up at him once she unlocks the door, pushing it open to reveal her very pink interior decor. “Do you want to come in and have a cold drink while I pack up?”
“No. I’ll be fine, thank you.” He answered, looking around, and examining the vast amount of pink in the house,
‘Geez, this is so cheery it makes me think she has a secret torture room…’ he thought to himself, quickly shaking the thought from his mind shortly after.
He waited patiently for her to pack, knowing that she may be very particular about what she wants to bring and perhaps didn’t quite know what to bring.
Caesar hurried off to her room to pack. She spent a good amount of time in there before coming back with three bags and a smile on her face. “Do you want to take my car to your house? I hope it’s not too much trouble.”
Caesar was referring to a little white furball hiding behind her legs, only when it poked it’s tiny head out did he see it was a tiny kitten. A shy little guy at that who didn’t look too pleased his mommy was leaving again.
“The cat can come with.” Jowi said, ”I’ll carry the food and water dish. And sure, a car would be nice.”
He looked over at the little kitten, and gave it a warm smile, hoping for it to take a liking to him.
Caesar picks up the kitten and it melts in her arms blissfully. “Do you want to say hello before we go so he knows you’re friendly?” She takes a step closer to Jowi, the cat rolling in her arms to face his tummy upwards in submission since Caesar seemed friendly with him.
“His name is Vanilla… because when I first rescued him he was playing on my counter and landed in my Vanilla cake.” She giggles, tussling the small cat gently. “I had to install doors on the kitchen entryway.”
“Heh.” Jowi chuckled, rubbing the kitten’s head, “Now don’t cause a huge problem at my place, Vanilla.”
Jowi turned, and started to head for the door, “So, if you have everything you need, let’s get to your car and head out.”
A tall and thin, but muscular man wearing a black shirt and jeans, with spiky black hair slicked back a bit approached Tama, and looked her over silently, “You seem... familiar, somehow... have I maybe seen you around at the Foundation?”
Tama raised an eyebrow at the man who approached her. “You work for the Speedwagon foundation? I’m sorry, you are…?” @jotaro-fuckin-kujo
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi calmly followed, looking back at the Stand, before turning back to Caesar, “Maybe you should call your stand in? There’s a ton of stand users in Morioh, and I don’t want them mistaking you for being hostile.”
He kept suspiciously glancing around, trying to keep an eye out for any stand users that might want to ambush him or Caesar.
“Oh! Okay…” Caesar looks back at her stand and it slowly fades away. She didn’t really like recalling her since she loved being outside so much.
“How many nice stand users do you know overall? At least in this city?” She asks, looking a tad worried.
Jowi took a deep breath, counting up the Morioh Warriors and the two Crusaders. He thought about it for a minute then hesitantly replied, “Uh… I think about nine? Maybe ten? We aren’t sure about Mikitaka being a stand user…” he thought about the bizarre possible alien, before turning his attention back to the girl,
“But yeah, we have almost a small army at this point. We had more people, but… Kira killed two of them…”
Caesar let out a soft little gasp. “Oh.. I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help? My stand isn’t really much of a fighter..”
Caesar squeezes his hand gently, furrowing her brows in worry. “I hope the rest of you stay safe and sound.. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt!”
“That’s why I’m so concerned about you.” He said, a hint of anger in his voice, remembering Shigechi, and how scared he must’ve been,
“Shigechi and Cinderella didn’t have combat stands either. They were helpless against Kira. I won’t let him do this anymore. I’m gonna use my Stand to stop him, and any other people who want to use their power to hurt others.”
There was a look of firey determination on his face, and his free hand was clenched tightly in a fist of rage.
Caesar smiles warily, hugging his arm once again. “Surely with you here to protect the innocent they’ll stay safe. You’ve got that look in your eye I’ve only seen true heros have..”
Caesar calls out her stand, holding it gently in her free arm so it can soothe his nerves. He looked like he could use some help relaxing again. Caesar wasn’t sure who the two people he mentioned were and their relationships with him, but he seemed to care deeply for them nonetheless.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled, relaxing greatly as he did so, “Thanks. It really means a lot. With how hectic Morioh has gotten, it’s nice to have someone believe in you.”
He wrapped his arm around her, “I promise you, nothing is going to hurt you while I’m around.”
“Of course I believe in you.. Thank you for protecting me, Jonathan.” Caesar cooes adoringly at him holding her close. “I do feel safe with you..”
She wasn’t lying, her worries were soothed by his presence. Not just over the whole idea of stands, but she often felt in danger just walking home. People would look at her funny for her appearance and the happy, bubbly way she carried herself. Now they weren’t.
“So, how much farther to your house?” He asked, now feeling much more comfortable with the girl than he did a few minutes ago.
It was clear to him that he had found a true ally. One who might not be there in a fight, but one who would always be there to support him nonetheless. Someone he could fight for.
“Not to rush our walk or anything, but I don’t want you getting so distracted we walk past it.”
“While you are quite distracting…” She starts in a teasing manner, giving him a big smile. “..my house is right up there.”
Caesar points to a small but cute little pink house with a white picket fence and a garden. It didn’t stand out too much since most houses in her neighborhood weren’t traditional Japanese houses, but it was very bright and inviting.
Caesar walks him through the little gate, going up to the porch and taking out her keys. She looks up at him once she unlocks the door, pushing it open to reveal her very pink interior decor. “Do you want to come in and have a cold drink while I pack up?”
“No. I’ll be fine, thank you.” He answered, looking around, and examining the vast amount of pink in the house,
‘Geez, this is so cheery it makes me think she has a secret torture room…’ he thought to himself, quickly shaking the thought from his mind shortly after.
He waited patiently for her to pack, knowing that she may be very particular about what she wants to bring and perhaps didn’t quite know what to bring.
Caesar hurried off to her room to pack. She spent a good amount of time in there before coming back with three bags and a smile on her face. “Do you want to take my car to your house? I hope it’s not too much trouble.”
Caesar was referring to a little white furball hiding behind her legs, only when it poked it’s tiny head out did he see it was a tiny kitten. A shy little guy at that who didn’t look too pleased his mommy was leaving again.
“The cat can come with.” Jowi said, ”I’ll carry the food and water dish. And sure, a car would be nice.”
He looked over at the little kitten, and gave it a warm smile, hoping for it to take a liking to him.
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi calmly followed, looking back at the Stand, before turning back to Caesar, “Maybe you should call your stand in? There’s a ton of stand users in Morioh, and I don’t want them mistaking you for being hostile.”
He kept suspiciously glancing around, trying to keep an eye out for any stand users that might want to ambush him or Caesar.
“Oh! Okay…” Caesar looks back at her stand and it slowly fades away. She didn’t really like recalling her since she loved being outside so much.
“How many nice stand users do you know overall? At least in this city?” She asks, looking a tad worried.
Jowi took a deep breath, counting up the Morioh Warriors and the two Crusaders. He thought about it for a minute then hesitantly replied, “Uh… I think about nine? Maybe ten? We aren’t sure about Mikitaka being a stand user…” he thought about the bizarre possible alien, before turning his attention back to the girl,
“But yeah, we have almost a small army at this point. We had more people, but… Kira killed two of them…”
Caesar let out a soft little gasp. “Oh.. I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help? My stand isn’t really much of a fighter..”
Caesar squeezes his hand gently, furrowing her brows in worry. “I hope the rest of you stay safe and sound.. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt!”
“That’s why I’m so concerned about you.” He said, a hint of anger in his voice, remembering Shigechi, and how scared he must’ve been,
“Shigechi and Cinderella didn’t have combat stands either. They were helpless against Kira. I won’t let him do this anymore. I’m gonna use my Stand to stop him, and any other people who want to use their power to hurt others.”
There was a look of firey determination on his face, and his free hand was clenched tightly in a fist of rage.
Caesar smiles warily, hugging his arm once again. “Surely with you here to protect the innocent they’ll stay safe. You’ve got that look in your eye I’ve only seen true heros have..”
Caesar calls out her stand, holding it gently in her free arm so it can soothe his nerves. He looked like he could use some help relaxing again. Caesar wasn’t sure who the two people he mentioned were and their relationships with him, but he seemed to care deeply for them nonetheless.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled, relaxing greatly as he did so, “Thanks. It really means a lot. With how hectic Morioh has gotten, it’s nice to have someone believe in you.”
He wrapped his arm around her, “I promise you, nothing is going to hurt you while I’m around.”
“Of course I believe in you.. Thank you for protecting me, Jonathan.” Caesar cooes adoringly at him holding her close. “I do feel safe with you..”
She wasn’t lying, her worries were soothed by his presence. Not just over the whole idea of stands, but she often felt in danger just walking home. People would look at her funny for her appearance and the happy, bubbly way she carried herself. Now they weren’t.
“So, how much farther to your house?” He asked, now feeling much more comfortable with the girl than he did a few minutes ago.
It was clear to him that he had found a true ally. One who might not be there in a fight, but one who would always be there to support him nonetheless. Someone he could fight for.
“Not to rush our walk or anything, but I don’t want you getting so distracted we walk past it.”
“While you are quite distracting…” She starts in a teasing manner, giving him a big smile. “..my house is right up there.”
Caesar points to a small but cute little pink house with a white picket fence and a garden. It didn’t stand out too much since most houses in her neighborhood weren’t traditional Japanese houses, but it was very bright and inviting.
Caesar walks him through the little gate, going up to the porch and taking out her keys. She looks up at him once she unlocks the door, pushing it open to reveal her very pink interior decor. “Do you want to come in and have a cold drink while I pack up?”
“No. I’ll be fine, thank you.” He answered, looking around, and examining the vast amount of pink in the house,
‘Geez, this is so cheery it makes me think she has a secret torture room…’ he thought to himself, quickly shaking the thought from his mind shortly after.
He waited patiently for her to pack, knowing that she may be very particular about what she wants to bring and perhaps didn’t quite know what to bring.
It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi calmly followed, looking back at the Stand, before turning back to Caesar, “Maybe you should call your stand in? There’s a ton of stand users in Morioh, and I don’t want them mistaking you for being hostile.”
He kept suspiciously glancing around, trying to keep an eye out for any stand users that might want to ambush him or Caesar.
“Oh! Okay…” Caesar looks back at her stand and it slowly fades away. She didn’t really like recalling her since she loved being outside so much.
“How many nice stand users do you know overall? At least in this city?” She asks, looking a tad worried.
Jowi took a deep breath, counting up the Morioh Warriors and the two Crusaders. He thought about it for a minute then hesitantly replied, “Uh… I think about nine? Maybe ten? We aren’t sure about Mikitaka being a stand user…” he thought about the bizarre possible alien, before turning his attention back to the girl,
“But yeah, we have almost a small army at this point. We had more people, but… Kira killed two of them…”
Caesar let out a soft little gasp. “Oh.. I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help? My stand isn’t really much of a fighter..”
Caesar squeezes his hand gently, furrowing her brows in worry. “I hope the rest of you stay safe and sound.. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt!”
“That’s why I’m so concerned about you.” He said, a hint of anger in his voice, remembering Shigechi, and how scared he must’ve been,
“Shigechi and Cinderella didn’t have combat stands either. They were helpless against Kira. I won’t let him do this anymore. I’m gonna use my Stand to stop him, and any other people who want to use their power to hurt others.”
There was a look of firey determination on his face, and his free hand was clenched tightly in a fist of rage.
Caesar smiles warily, hugging his arm once again. “Surely with you here to protect the innocent they’ll stay safe. You’ve got that look in your eye I’ve only seen true heros have..”
Caesar calls out her stand, holding it gently in her free arm so it can soothe his nerves. He looked like he could use some help relaxing again. Caesar wasn’t sure who the two people he mentioned were and their relationships with him, but he seemed to care deeply for them nonetheless.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled, relaxing greatly as he did so, “Thanks. It really means a lot. With how hectic Morioh has gotten, it’s nice to have someone believe in you.”
He wrapped his arm around her, “I promise you, nothing is going to hurt you while I’m around.”
“Of course I believe in you.. Thank you for protecting me, Jonathan.” Caesar cooes adoringly at him holding her close. “I do feel safe with you..”
She wasn’t lying, her worries were soothed by his presence. Not just over the whole idea of stands, but she often felt in danger just walking home. People would look at her funny for her appearance and the happy, bubbly way she carried herself. Now they weren’t.
“So, how much farther to your house?” He asked, now feeling much more comfortable with the girl than he did a few minutes ago.
It was clear to him that he had found a true ally. One who might not be there in a fight, but one who would always be there to support him nonetheless. Someone he could fight for.
“Not to rush our walk or anything, but I don’t want you getting so distracted we walk past it.”