“Quite the talkative one, aren’t you,” he stated, his blank expression never wavering. At first, he wasn’t interested in her as a person in the slightest. Anyone who worked for DIO must suffer punishment. It didn’t matter what kind of person they were. That was the rule he had set for himself. The rule he had been living by since he had left on this trip.
But. She had actually said something interesting. It was unexpected, perhaps… especially to Kakyoin, someone who had lain with the man himself.
“You’re speaking of DIO?” He asked carefully. He kept Hierophant Green close as he continued to stare her down.
Father? DIO was… her father? What?
Truth be told, Kakyoin was struggling to process such a thing. This girl was around his age, wasn’t she? The idea that DIO had a daughter that was Kakyoin’s age was actually revolting. Especially after intimate Kakyoin had been with the man. The boy now felt discomfort deep in the pit of his stomach, though it didn’t reach his fair features. Was this a lie? No. Likely not. There was no point.
Should he just attack her? If she was truly the daughter of DIO, then she would be a threat. Yet… she didn’t seem hostile. It was throwing Kakyoin for a loop. Still, he stayed guarded. Kept his distance. Watched her carefully.
“There is absolutely nothing I have to say to you if that is the case,” he stated. “I am not some plaything to ease your boredom.”
❝ Of course I’m speaking of DIO. He’s my father- my biological one. It’s quite odd figuring that one out. After mother threw me out the bastard scooped me up and tried to raise me into one of his little pawn’s against you. I don’t have much care for his affairs personally. It’s given me a bad name. I can no longer talk to any stand users without them becoming either hostile towards me or questioning me about my father. ❞
She was lying for the most part- she cared a lot about her father and his problems and would gladly kill Kakyoin on the spot for him- but she was an inexperienced stand user and she’s fail immediately. So with her natural affinity for the art of deceit, she played off the notion that a child isn’t like their parent. Hopefully it worked because she really didn’t want to deal with Hierophant Green right now.
❝ Plus even if I really did want to kill you I’d be at the disadvantage. Again, your stand is like a deathtrap and mines is barely developed at all. Seriously. I’d show you but I’m afraid you’d might shoot one of those emerald splash things at me the moment I called it out. ❞
It was true- her stand really was as weak as she sold it to be. It can’t even throw a punch like The World or stop time- instead it had the ability to manipulate stuffed animals into weaponry- stuffed animals specifically, nothing else. It could, however, turn another metal into a stuffed animal. She can make guns and knives but those don’t really help in a stand fight. She could try to just straight up shoot Kakyoin- but that would be a mess.
❝ I didn’t mean to portray it as so- I just wanted someone to talk to. Ever heard of loneliness, Noriaki Kakyoin? Father might talk to his henchmen but he never pays attention to me, any time I remotely try to say a word to him he just waves me off to Ms. Enyaba for stand training or something. It’s boring as hell and with an old fart like that, downright creepy. I want to talk to people- you know, actually be a person instead of some brainless tool? ❞
tangentwithtanner
germansingergirl
janainaart
snowghoul
2087
