I told you I’d come back. (Closed rp)
Jowi Arrived at the cafe that Monty had told him to meet her at, and took out his cell phone, dialing her number. After two years in Italy, he had come back to fulfill his promise. He was wearing a light jacket, and a white T-shirt covered in gear designs, with his usual black jeans, and called her, “Hey, Monty. I’m at the cafe. I was just wondering if you’d wanna meet up?”
“Welp… I’ll just have to be ready for anything… I don’t know how many stand users I can fight at once, even with my abilities… I could perhaps sneak you in with me using Sticky Fingers…”
He paused and thought about the logistics of it for a moment, “Yeah, that could be a pretty safe bet for if things go sour…”
“I’ll give Jim a call too. At least then, we’ll know a little of what’s going on.” Monty replied, “granted, I’m not looking forward to it.”
“The more information we have, the better. But for now, let’s just relax and eat. I just got back from an adventure, I’d at least like a few hours break before my next one.”