the-darkest-hedgehogs asked:
a-glass-castle answered:
“Questions?” The singer hummed, a delicate brow quirked slightly, “for little old me? Well, I don’t usually do private interviews.” Her eyes gleamed with mischief and she smiled charmingly. “But I suppose I can make an exception just this once.”
The stranger leaned against a nearby wall, and a long, green lizard-like stand appeared behind him.
“I was sent here by a man named Jotaro Kujo. He would come and visit you himself, but he’s not as strong as he once was, and he has a lot of enemies. My first question to you is, do you know what a Stand is?”
He eyed her carefully, watching for any sudden movements.
“Well, someone is a little quick on the draw, now isn’t he?” Monty retorted, her smile fading as she crossed her arms. There was never a more true saying than appearances could be deceiving. The singer felt it best not to call Dream Weaver just yet. “Thus, allow me to answer your question with another; what’s it to you, to this Jotaro Kujo, if I do know or don’t know?” She inquired.
“I share his belief in protecting this world from stand users who would use their abilities to hurt people or attempt to take over the world. So If you do not know what a stand is, I shall go, but if you do, well I’d rather have you on our side protecting the world than trying to destroy it.”
He sighed, and suddenly, the stand behind him lunged forward, stopping well before it would reach her, but attempting to rouse a response.
The reaction was instant. Her arms in front of her face, Dream Weaver appeared before her, claws out and ready to rumble, only to coo softly, almost regrettably, at the mistake. Monty, however, smirked over her arms. “Not bad, not bad at all.” She quipped as she lowered them, “But I hate to break it to you though, I’m more along the lines of entertainer than a, well, let’s use the term guardian for now. I wouldn’t be much use to you or anyone for that matter.”
The stranger smiled, and called the Stand back, “That’s fine. I believe you. By the way, my name is Jonathan White, my friends call me Jowi. What’s your stand’s name?” He held out his hand to shake