Jojo's Bizarre AU Part 4

[andnextyoullsay]

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Ciao Bello

[andnextyoullsay]

[This is the first time in a week Joseph's been awake enough to see people, but even then he's still pretty out of it. The doctors want to start weaning him off the morphine, though, so that means the pain his arm keeps him awake at times. Besides, he needs to start eating solids again.

It's just really hard to care about that, because he hurts and he's alone (Suzi isn't here yet, she's been delayed) and he just.

He misses Caesar. So, so much.]

[bolledivita]

[Caesar has had his own recovery to do, after what had happened.

He hadn't been thrilled about the idea of nobody telling Joseph he'd survived, but it was hard to argue that Joseph needed to focus on defeating the Pillar Men.

But now that Joseph's awake enough to see people... maybe it's finally time to give him a visit. He lets himself into the room, but doesn't move far from the door.]

Jojo.

[He doesn't linger at the door for long, quickly--or, at least, as quickly as he can--making his way over to settle in next to Joseph's bed.

... It hurts to see him in this condition.]

[andnextyoullsay]

[Joseph is too out of it to startle, when the ghost of Caesar approaches, but he does smile sadly.]

Caesar. This is it, then?

[bolledivita]

[He probably should've expected this, but. This still hurts.]

... No, it's not. [He sighs softly, reaching for Joseph's hand and gently pressing it against the side of his neck--warm, with a pulse.]

They kept my survival from you because they wanted you to focus. I didn't want to keep it a secret, but I couldn't argue.

[andnextyoullsay]

[He doesn't really hear what Caesar's saying, too focused on feeling that warm, beautiful pulse under his hand.]

How...?

[bolledivita]

Bit of a long story, but I think that can wait for now.

[...]

I'm here, Jojo. I'm not going anywhere.

[andnextyoullsay]

I'm sorry.

[That's all he can say. Joseph doesn't really know what's happening, if Caesar is here, but he's not missing his chance. Even if he is high off pain killers still.]

Caesar, I'm sorry. Please, don't go, I'll apologize every day of our lives if you stay--

naitemo, warattemo, aishite ne

[nellacerniera]

[Honestly, Bruno's only here, helping out, because he and Fugo need a little more breathing room financially. Bruno's good at saving money, but having a younger teenager to care for was not in the cards, so it's thrown him off.

So, Bruno needed some extra cash, this place was willing to pay for some help... Yeah. Not exactly a tough decision or anything.

It's while he's working that he's watched a guy come in--stressed all to hell, if he didn't miss his guess--and ... Well, seeing this guy have at it is very much reminding Bruno what a useless gay he is.

And if he gets caught standing there, watching in awe... well, whoever it is better mind their own business.]

[ripetuto]

[Leone wastes no time, once he's in the gym, getting changed out of his school uniform and heading straight for the bag in the corner that's he's favorite. Exams are the actual worst, and this one isn't even for graduation! He has a few months before then! If the midterms are this bad...]

Fuck.

[Punch punch punch.]

[nellacerniera]

[God help him, he's so goddamn gay and this guy's really hot.

He's still cleaning up like he's supposed to be doing, but he's definitely taking some time in between to just watch...]

[ripetuto]

[The guy running the front desk notices and just snickers.]

You can talk to you him, y'know. Actually, please do so he'll remember to hydrate.

[nellacerniera]

[Wow, don't just call him out like that-- He lets out a cough, glancing off to the side, flushing a bit.]

... Right.

[He'll give it a few, but he will approach in a bit, a bottle of water he got from a vending machine in hand.

He clears his throat a little to get Leone's attention, then holds the bottle out.]

[ripetuto]

[Leone doesn't respond right away, only looking up when he sees Bruno's shoes as he punches the bag. He catches it as it come back.]

Yeah--oh. Did Riccardo send you over with that?

Race With the Devil

[switchaxe]

[The guys Ash is beating the shit out of are lucky he's not using Race With the Devil. They're not worth it, and frankly there'd be too many questions about the assholes falling asleep in the middle of Wherever The Fuck This Is, Italy. (He's pretty sure it's Naples, but he has not actually found a sign he can read to clarify. He speaks decent Italian, but can't read all that much of it.) It's just a bunch of lowlife assholes, anyway.

And then one tries to get the jump on him, pulling his arms back to let the others have at him. Ash just grins, all mean, and calls out his Stand.]

I was gonna play nice, but fuck you.

[They're asleep and in the nightmare in moments.]

[nellacerniera]

[Bucciarati's far enough away he can't actually hear that Stand, but he can sure see these lowlifes drop like a rock.

He doesn't approach quite yet, but he's eyeing the Stand and the thugs that this kid dropped with it, with something akin to vague curiosity.]

[switchaxe]

[Ash doesn't notice the guy nearby, too interested in kicking the lowlifes to make sure they're asleep before digging through their pockets. He's wearing layers, none of them in especially great condition, and there's a large, ratty backpack nearby that's probably his.]

[nellacerniera]

[... Ah. Well.]

Hmph. Maybe this'll teach them to go after random teenagers.

[switchaxe]

[Ash yelps, swearing in German as he tries to kick the sleeping thugs out of sight while turning to face the new voice.]

What the hell--I didn't do shit!

[nellacerniera]

[... Honestly? Bucciarati just hauls one of the thugs where he won't be seen.]

It's alright. I'm several things, but a snitch certainly isn't one of them. Did any of these idioti hurt you?

Promise I'll Be Kind

[clickclickbang]

[Prompto hops off train to Morioh and pulls out the directions the Speedwagon Foundation gave him to his new house. They were amazingly helpful in getting Prompto out of Italy and away from his so-called family, but seriously. Japan? He barely even speaks the language, and it's only thanks to that one guy's Stand that he can manage that. Apparently he'll get more fluent the more he hears and speaks it, but still.

Oh well. He's here in Japan. Might as well make the most of it.

Half an hour later, Prompto is regretting everything. He is so lost...]

[onahairtrigger]

[At least Prompto's plight doesn't go unnoticed.

Josuke's English is... passable, at least! So he'll just wander on over.]

Hey, do you need some help?

[clickclickbang]

[Prompto startles, surprised to hear what is not Japanese. What is it--English. The guy's speaking English. Does Prompto remember enough English for this...maybe?]

Heheh, that obvious? I, uh, speak a little Japanese? Or Italian, I'm Italian.

[onahairtrigger]

You looked very lost.

[Before he adds in Italian--] My Italian is shit.

[clickclickbang]

[Yeah, he can't help the chuckle.]

Probably better than my Japanese! But, uh, yeah. I'm lost.

[He shows the guy the paper with his new address on it. It's nowhere near here, and is in fact very close to Josuke's place.]

Just moved here.

[onahairtrigger]

[Josuke leans over to peer at the paper, then his expression brightens.]

Oh, shit, I know exactly where that is. It's not too far from where I live, actually. I can show you the way!