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Giorno, seeing his friend passed out, was quite worried at first. He looked around, calling out his his stand, Gold Experience Requiem, Ā as his shield, could it be an enemy stand user around? If so, Requiem would protect the both of them. He knelt down. Ā Trying to get the man awake.Ā
āMista.. Mista?! Can you hear me?ā He had to stay calm. Be on his guard. Incase anything were to happen.
The Italian groaned when he heard a voice. He slowly opened his eyes and brought his hand up to block the sunlight. He saw his boss and best friend in front of him. He also saw Golden Experience out as well.
āOh..Giorno⦠Buonogiorno⦠Is there something the matter?ā
Giorno was a culmination of several things right now, one being.. relieved that his friend had only been sleeping. another being, angry considering he made Giorno worry that something was wrong. Then again, he should have known everything would have been alright with Mista's unfathomable luck. And finally he was confused. Mostly because... Why did Mista believe it was just a good idea for him to take a nap on the ground? All these things had of course, no impact on his facial expression whatsoever. But he did breathe a sigh of relief.
āMista.. why are you sleeping here?ā
Mista was passed out on the ground, but it looked like he wasnāt really hurt.
Giorno, seeing his friend passed out, was quite worried at first. He looked around, calling out his his stand, Gold Experience Requiem, Ā as his shield, could it be an enemy stand user around? If so, Requiem would protect the both of them. He knelt down. Ā Trying to get the man awake.Ā
āMista.. Mista?! Can you hear me?ā He had to stay calm. Be on his guard. Incase anything were to happen.
I have just realized that I have done fuck all with Giorno these past few weeks
So I plan to change that
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Giorno gave the italian a smile of reassurance. He knew that he could count on Mista, always. The man was more than capable of making Giorno feeling secure at the cost of most dangers.āYou neednāt remind me Mista. Trust me, youād be the first Iād call if I was in any need of help.ā
Of course back to business, that smile completely fell back into his normal expressionless face, finding a modest sized booth for the both of them as they sat down. Listening to the description of of the stand very carefully. The power to heal all wounds, excluding the user themself. As well as break things down to original components..this raised a lot of questions for Giorno. It seems to have quite an extreme power.. one that could also be quite dangerous. Then again he thought of something Mista had said, ā who was likely not to do anythingā.. Perhaps this person could be friendlier than Giorno had orignially assumed. Which was not at all.
Giorno sat back in his seat. Folding his hands on the table as one his eyebrow raised just a bit in inquiry.
āMista? Iām assuming you had a conversation with this person, how were they?ā He paused for a moment, before speaking once more. āDid he seem alright? I assume in our field we should be able to tell if someones a good person or not almost instantlyā
To him, Giorno is his close and only living friend. Heāll go to his side and risk his life for him in a heartbeat; though risking his life would be nearly impossible due to his luck of escaping death.
Mista leaned forward, elbows propped onto it, and his hands held together.
āWell at first, he almost took me in wanting to question me. Cause well you know, it was lunch time and Sex Pistol was hungry. He caught sight of them eating pepperoni and he almost seemed a bit hostile, but in a way where he was being careful.ā He leaned back in his seat.
āI mean itās pretty normal when you think about it. We would also get a bit wary and careful when we see another stand user. We wonāt know if their intentions are good or bad. So I can say that he is an alright guy, he didnāt bother to attack me or kill me when I invited him to join me for lunch.ā
Giorno thought long and hard about Mista's words. This stand user, whomever they were. Was a wild card, one he hadn't expected. But, he had to be alright, being part of the police and a word form Mista, at the very least he could have tried to reach out to the other before something happened. Good to deactivate a bomb before it even has a chance to explode
"Alright, I understand. Perhaps we should keep on their good side."
Now would be a convenient time for the waiter to come along to the pair at the booth, Giorno looked toward the server, casually ordering a cappuccino and looking over back to Mista.
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āSi.ā The Mafioso nodded, shoving a hand in his pocket as he continued to walk along. Belladonna was indeed a dangerous place. And although Giorno had no doubts that he could easily handle being there on his own, he thought that one could never be too safe. Unless you were someone formerly known as Diavolo. In which case you needed to back it off quite a bit
Giorno perked up a bit at the mention of antoher stand user. Even more so when he heard they were with the police.. that has the potential for many problems to arise. But.. once again, he was confident that even if anything were to happen that he could handle it, even more so now that Mista was around. But heāll certainly have to keep an eye out for this pompadour man.
Considering Stand users attract other stand users.. it shouldnāt take all too long to meet him anyway.
āIāll be sure to keep a look out for him⦠did you happen to see his stand? Do you know what it does?ā He was curious now. So curious he barely realized that he had reached the coffee shop he had been planning to walk to. He casually opened the door to it. Nudging his head and gesturing the other to enter.Ā āCare to have a drink with me? Iāll buy.ā
āWell just be careful while youāre there and if you need anything and I mean anything, just call for me.ā He grinned. He knew that Giorno can take care of himself, but he still wants to make sure that heāll be there right on the get go when he gets called in. After all, he is his boss and his best friend.
He hadnāt realized that they had gotten to a coffee shop. He looked at the shorter male and noddedĀ āSure!ā
Bringing the topic back on hand, Mista tilted his head for a bit and then looked straight.
āWell I havenāt seen how his stand looks like, but⦠his stand ability, from what he had told me, is just like yours, except he canāt heal himself. Heās able to heal others and bring things back to itās original state. Like for example, if he were to use his stand on a pasta dish, theĀ ingredientsĀ would return back to itās raw self.ā
Giorno gave the italian a smile of reassurance. He knew that he could count on Mista, always. The man was more than capable of making Giorno feeling secure at the cost of most dangers."You needn't remind me Mista. Trust me, you'd be the first I'd call if I was in any need of help."
Of course back to business, that smile completely fell back into his normal expressionless face, finding a modest sized booth for the both of them as they sat down. Listening to the description of of the stand very carefully. The power to heal all wounds, excluding the user themself. As well as break things down to original components..this raised a lot of questions for Giorno. It seems to have quite an extreme power.. one that could also be quite dangerous. Then again he thought of something Mista had said, ' who was likely not to do anything'.. Perhaps this person could be friendlier than Giorno had orignially assumed. Which was not at all.
Giorno sat back in his seat. Folding his hands on the table as one his eyebrow raised just a bit in inquiry.
"Mista? I'm assuming you had a conversation with this person, how were they?" He paused for a moment, before speaking once more. "Did he seem alright? I assume in our field we should be able to tell if someones a good person or not almost instantly"
āItās hot and boringā¦ā
āCool yourself off then.ā
Giorno nodded understandingly as Mista gave him a rundown of his activities in the past while. It was good to hear that he seemed to be fitting in and getting well acquainted with the area, it seemed that they were going to be there for quite a while.āThatās good to hear. I myself have been looking for areas to set up temporarily. An area called Belladonna seems to be good place to start.ā
His gaze wandered up to the taller, and older male, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.āI.. canāt say that Iāve seen anyone around here who fits that description. Why do you ask?ā
āBelladonna?ā He tilts his head to the side then he looks straight againĀ āThat place is a nice area! Itās lively, across Cappuccino Apartments, si?ā Though there seems to be a shady place there, hopefully Giorno will be alright, then again he did manage to defeat the boss on his own. Itās a rowdy place, and he doesnāt seem to like that kind of thing.
When Giorno had asked as to why, he looked around for a moment and looks back at him.
āWell you see, heās a stand user like us. He saw me when I was feeding Sex Pistols their lunch at the pizza place. He seems to be with the police apparently since he said he was gonna take me in. Though he doesnāt look like heāll cause any harm.ā
"Si." The Mafioso nodded, shoving a hand in his pocket as he continued to walk along. Belladonna was indeed a dangerous place. And although Giorno had no doubts that he could easily handle being there on his own, he thought that one could never be too safe. Unless you were someone formerly known as Diavolo. In which case you needed to back it off quite a bit
Giorno perked up a bit at the mention of antoher stand user. Even more so when he heard they were with the police.. that has the potential for many problems to arise. But.. once again, he was confident that even if anything were to happen that he could handle it, even more so now that Mista was around. But he'll certainly have to keep an eye out for this pompadour man.
Considering Stand users attract other stand users.. it shouldn't take all too long to meet him anyway.
āIāll be sure to keep a look out for him... did you happen to see his stand? Do you know what it does?ā He was curious now. So curious he barely realized that he had reached the coffee shop he had been planning to walk to. He casually opened the door to it. Nudging his head and gesturing the other to enter.Ā āCare to have a drink with me? Iāll buy.ā
The thing about Shady areas of unknown cities is that they could harbor all sorts of criminals from a multitude of different worlds., for example, the man that had just been bumped into. Giorno recoiled a bit at the sudden collision he had just been in, shooting a glance down at the younger man. Whom had a very feminine apprearance. He was most certainly going to get that mixed up the first time. Ā Unfortunately, he hadnāt been expecting the bump. In most cases had he seen the other coming. He probably would have attempted to pickpocket the other, that is what heās good at , after all.
Clearing his throat, he responds to the other.
āItās fine, just a mistake was all.. Iām not hurt or anything. What about you?ā
It was convenient that the man he had accidentally ran into didnāt immediately explode into anger upon impact, but it felt strange that he would have such an encounter here to begin with. Perhaps he may just simply be too wary of strangers, but he held a belief that the man wasnāt just any friendly man, as harmless as he appeared at the momentānormal people didnāt usually hang out in dark alleyways when it was nearly night; the other male must have some kind of business here, otherwise he wouldnāt be here.
āI am fine as well⦠just didnāt think anybody would be here at this hour⦠speaking of which, what are you doing here?ā
The lack of āif you donāt mind me askingā in the question was on purpose. On the chance that the man proved to have malicious intentions, he was confident he could take him down with no problem. If things seemed more complicated than he expected, he could easily escape with his magicāthere was no need for him to worry, he was sure.
Giorno didnāt appreciate when people attempted to butt into whatever business he had, he found it quite annoying at times. But considering this seemed to be such a poor set up for his supposed interrogator to be asking him such things. This was a rather easy situation to get out of. Not that he had any particular malicious intent to begin with. Giorno looked doWn at the other, saying nothing at first before offering a small shrug of his shoulders. Not letting his expressionless face falter.
Ā āI could ask the same to you. Iām only here to clear my head.. You seem a bit young to be out this late.ā Although he shouldnāt exactly say so. Heās realized in the past that ages and appearances donāt exactly have a good correlation sometimes. Ā
A pursuit of knowledge in Belladonna? ( Closed -Ā Giorno)
Tomes? The word was foreign to the ears of the Mafioso, well not particularly, but he had never heard someone address a book like that before. The term reminded him of stories or child fairy tales, in which some sort of Wizard needed a genericĀ āTomeā to kill a dragon or something or other. Giorno wasnāt all to fond of that kind of fantasy, so he doesnāt remember many details. Ā But this man couldnāt be a wizard, right? Those donāt exist⦠although that would explain the rather unnecessarily large hat. Ā Giorno had just thought he wasnāt a fan of getting sunburn, or the sun in general.
Back to the topic at hand, The Gang-star nodded at the inference of the other. Ā Now slightly leaning back on one of the rails that went up the long staircase, pausing a moment before speaking. This man looked as if he had no intention of harm, even so, Giorno wouldnāt just spill the fact that he had plans to expand the influence of his gang in the Area. Telling that to anyone would usually cause trouble.Ā āYes, my intention is to enter Belladonna, but I would rather not do it alone. Iām sure you understand..ā Ā He started,pausing once more heās not exactly sure what this man could do in the sense of protection wise, should some danger arise unexpectedly. He might even become a hassleā¦no, he looked strong.. Not strong in the Traditional way, which Giorno didnāt look either. But strong.. He couldnāt explain it himself, but he feels as though he could trust this man- at least for the time being. He spoke again
āMy intention there is to get a complete map of the area, you see. Perhaps they sell one at the same shop you may be going to, I donāt suppose you would mind if I come along.. do you?ā
The blond-haired man seemed to consider all that he had said with a degree of seriousness, which was reassuring despite Laurent worrying that the talk of tomes may sound very strange.Ā āYes, I can understand completely - Belladonna seems quite dangerous, hence myĀ initialĀ hesitance in entering it alone, myself. I can fight if IĀ absolutelyĀ need to, but such is the rumors and danger of that area that it gives me pause and a wish to take someone with me, just in case. Two people looking out for one-another seem logically more likely to safely go through an area as that than one alone.ā
He had no problems with explaining the matter to the stranger: it wasnāt as if he was explaining WHY he wanted the tomes, which he preferred to keep to himself - just the reason he would rather not go alone.Ā āThat Bramble shop apparently sells a variety of most fascinating objects - I donāt see why they would not sell a map. To have someone with me, as I said, would be far less a worry than travelling alone - I would very much appreciate it if you did come along, actually. That isā¦.if you wish to. I donāt wish to force you to come, that would not be polite.āĀ
Laurent was quite a polite man, after all.
Giorno listened silently as the Funny hatted man explained his case. This was all terribly convenient for the both of them. And although he had no reason to trust this man he just met. He figured that Ā they were both after a common Ā goal. And for that reason this man had Giornoās trust for the moment. He broke his usual expressionless look to give the other man a very slight smile, perhaps to lighten up the mood of serioussness just slightly. To give off a friendly-like vibe to the other.Ā
āI suggested so, you wouldnāt be forcing me at all. But if I might ask, would you mind if we went as soon as possible? Iād rather spend as little time in Belladonna as I can.ā For now anyhow. Later, wold be a different story.
As Giorno walked on he couldnāt help but feel just the littlest bit glad that Mista had actually stopped him. Even if it was to do nothing but exchange greetings, pleasantry, and small talk. As one of the few remaining connections he still had left that he had made in Italy. It was relieving to see that he was still okay, not that Giorno had any disbelief that Mista would still be fine. He was very skilled, and almost unnaturally lucky when it came to severe situations. He turned to the familiar voice, a slight smile graving his otherwise mostly expressionless face. āMista, itās good to see you.. Iāve been well.ā
āI donāt know if Iāve been resting all that much. But Iāve been enjoying my time here.. What of yourself?ā He trusted Mista wouldnāt be getting into too much trouble. Giorno knew he was good at being inconspicuous for the most part.Ā
āIām getting used to the area, did a lot of walking to see how the structure is like and try to find some routes just in case.ā It was needed for Mista to know the area perfectly well just in case something where to happen.Ā āBut I should be able to memorize the place in about a month or so. I also got to met some new people too! Theyāre all nice here.ā He love the locals here and especially the elderly. They were all sweet people.
āOh, Giorno, I got a question to ask you.ā He looked around first before looking at the younger maleĀ āHave you met a young guy who has this biggishĀ pompadour?ā
Giorno nodded understandingly as Mista gave him a rundown of his activities in the past while. It was good to hear that he seemed to be fitting in and getting well acquainted with the area, it seemed that they were going to be there for quite a while."That's good to hear. I myself have been looking for areas to set up temporarily. An area called Belladonna seems to be good place to start."
His gaze wandered up to the taller, and older male, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. "I.. can't say that I've seen anyone around here who fits that description. Why do you ask?"
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