THE STARDUST MAN.

indie & highly selective jotaro kujo of jojo's bizarre adventure, written by tom ! low activity !

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[gattsu]

1989

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chevaleresq.

@breakface liked for a starter.

❝ SO! HOW’VE YOU, EUH, BEEN? ❞

It’s a vague inquiry, one that probably doesn’t suit several years apart, but Jean-Pierre thinks it a good place to start nonetheless. Eleven years have done little to Jotaro, maybe sharpened his face and put creases under his eyes, but he’s still much the same as Jean-Pierre remembers him–that sour look, that cap-and-coat ensemble.

How familiar. He toys with the edges of the menu for a moment, watching his old friend from across the table. ❝ How’s Jolyne doing? And, the marine biology stuff. How’s that? ❞

     seated on the other side, the menu is kept on the table, being browsed through at a brief pace before a question would be presented, resulting in the raise of a head. taking a moment to respond, he maintains a solemn tone after taking a small sip from the cup of coffee that had been given to him earlier. it’d almost been crazy with how fast the years had passed, even if he hadn’t anticipated the sudden return of an ally, it still didn’t hurt to catch up, considering how long ago their last conversation was.

                 ❛          we’ve both been good lately, she’s excited about the new toys i bought her.     ❜

         that brings out a minor smile, curving from his lips, reminiscing the same one from the past, only differentiating with an extra touch of brightness. 

                ❛     it’s the usual, studying animals. how was france ? meet up with any old relatives ?     ❜

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brobillion.

    okuyasu    had    been    curious    about    it    for    a    while    now.    he’d    come    to    enjoy    learning    new    things,    and    the    ocean    had    always    been    something    he    was    interested    in,    even    if    he    wasn’t    very    public    about    it.    the    school    weren’t    very    enthusiastic    about    okuyasu’s    curiousity,    claiming    that    it    wasn’t    part    of    the    curriculum,    he    decided    to    take    the    matter    into    his    own    hands.    jotaro    kujo    had    the    same    interest    after    all. 

    it    was    a    chance    for    them    to    bond,    okuyasu    never    really    had    the    opportunity    to    hang    out    with    jotaro    beforehand,    so    it    seemed    like    the    perfect    time.    the    boy    had    been    observing    jotaro’s    frequented    places,    most    of    them    being    by    the    harbours    and    beaches    of    morioh.    he    had    been    waiting    for    at    least    two    hours    before    jotaro    finally    showed    his    face.

           ❝     OI,    JOTARO-SAN    !    ❞    he    stood    tall,    hand    stretched    up    into    the    air,    waving    frantically    for    the    other    male’s    attention,    ❝     i’ve    been    waitin’    ages    f’ya    !    ❞

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      admiring the view of the ocean, he watches over the constant movement of the waves across the warm and sandy beach, expressing nothing but silence with a small amount of ease mixed in. most of the time, his visits to the area had allowed him to relieve his mind, following along with the refreshing aura it provided, documenting an examination of the life within the surface water, giving him a chance to establish a thesis. crouching down, a closer look is provided to the starfishes, as the pencil held between his fingers steadily flows on the notepad. 

         this soon comes to a pause, after a familiar voice is heard in the distance, requesting his attention. it seems like he might have to continue another day, shooting over a small look over to the boy waving his hand in the air excitedly. he certainly wasn’t expecting anyone familiar to be here, mainly being left to his own around this time. proceeding to stand up. from what he could tell, there hadn’t any signs of any troubling news, the mood of the other being a clear indication, making him truly wonder. 

              ❛     what's brought you out here, okuyasu ? is there something you need ?     ❜

[lientari]

whatever this is lmao also thanks for 1000 followers!

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❝ Good afternoon...Have you seen Koichi? You'd better tell me where he is, or you'll be sorry! ❞

     stance is open, with a short distance between his legs, he offers a glance toward the feminine figure approaching him, as fingers rise to properly adjust the bottom portion of his hat during the greeting. if memory serves right, he’s seen her before, during the few times he’s left the hotel room, relaxing alongside the other inhabitants of the town, specifically koichi. though, their first encounter seems to be different, where it leaves him a little surprised at the announcement of the threat, it’d probably be best to stay honest before any issues were to arise. the last thing he wants to deal with right now is that.

          ❛     no, i haven’t seen him as of late, but you seem pretty frustrated. it might be best to calm down.     ❜

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' Jotaro-san , can i ... TOUCH UR BARA TIDDIES'

     there’s a slow turn of his head once he hears the calling of his name, knowing exactly well who the source of it had been from the voice, being both deep and overly excited in the sound, it hadn’t been hard to recognize it, especially with his time in morioh. remaining with a stoic face, his vision focuses onto the teenager before him as he awaits for him to speak, only for a slight arch of the brows to appear.

               ❛           yare yare, what are you on about ? it’s still pretty early in the morning, shouldn’t you be heading to school okuyasu ?     ❜