Listening to his grandson strategize was something that made him proud. Joseph listens intently, nodding as he formulates his own plan of attack. There were some things that didn’t quite line up but they might be revealed in time. Scratching his beard, he sets a strong hand on his grandson’s shoulder to stop him from pacing.
“You’re forgetting to take into account my Hamon, and don’t forget that I can only use Hermit Purple for about an hour. Take a deep breath, Jotaro. I understand the urgency, but letting the adrenaline get to your head could be deadly.”
“That transport could be a trap. Or it could be a way to get us to waste time. It is quicker, but if it malfunctions that’s an issue. I can use my Hamon to walk on water due to surface tension, but I’m sure I could use it to increase my agility underwater as well, given that Hamon and water go together like cookies and milk.”
Star Platinum could plow through the water with Jotaro in tow, so that would be no issue. Theoretically, Joseph could use Hermit Purple to latch on to Jotaro and be towed along. Or, better yet…
He lets go of Jotaro, kicking off his shoes. Shoes only slowed you down in the water. He’s rolled up his pants too to decrease the drag.
“You don’t want to waste any time getting down there, right? The only handicap for us is me. So I want you to use Star Platinum to throw me straight through the water like a fish. I can cut through the water and the momentum will carry me into the city. We’ll link up, and I’ll collect data while you catch up.”
“HUOOOOOOOOOhhhhhh….” He inhales deeply, a familiar yellow energy sparking out of his entire body. He was no Hamon master by any stretch, but he’d been training more with it since Hermit Purple was only limited to an hour. Hamon was how well he could conduct himself. The energy sinks back into his body, focusing around his arms and his torso. He stands at the edge of the water, ready to go. “Jotaro, throw me!”
He could have pointed out that he worked best with adrenaline, not without it– it was a common misconception that his temper was fiery, when it was in fact cold and calculative– but there wasn’t any point. For once, he didn’t talk back. Merely nodded as his grandfather spoke, looking back at the water the two of them were about to dive into. After Egypt, he’d thought he was done going on bizarre adventures with Joseph, really– but he wouldn’t have picked anyone else. Joseph knew his shit, annoying as Jotaro claimed him to be.
“ …Hadn’t thought about your Hamon. I didn’t see much of it in Egypt. Good thing to note, though, especially if it’s not limited. If it’s conductive like electricity, we might need to be careful with range– make sure I’m not too close by if you use it. You’re right about the transport, though. Good catch. ”
Now, being asked to harpoon your grandfather into the ocean at full speed might have been a request that sounded completely fucking absurd to anyone else. But Jotaro knew better. In fact, it made perfect sense. His Stand’s ( it felt weird to call him Star Platinum, with the separate one around ) ability to move beyond the speed of light would make keeping up with him and Jotaro nigh impossible for the old man. So the delinquent stood back, allowing Joseph to ready himself and waiting for his word.
“ Aye aye, sir. ” An inside joke with Polnareff he probably wouldn’t get. In a flash of light, Star Platinum manifested beside him, hoisting Joseph up in the air and carefully balancing him on his palm. Squinting, the Stand and his user carefully pinpointed their trajectory, and Joseph ( who weighed essentially nothing to his stand ) was carefully reeled back. To the left a bit… and… there. Giving his Stand a short nod, he backed away to avoid the splash– and to collect the shoes he’d likely haul down with him.
And so, Joseph was launched full force at the water with a booming cry of “ ORA!! ”
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