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Battle intro
"Let’s see how much it takes to turn that frown into a wince."
Victory:
"The bigger they are, the more rewarding it is to watch them fall."
Defeat
"Tch… "
Assist
"I’m no babysitter, you know."

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Battle intro
"Let’s see how much it takes to turn that frown into a wince."
Victory:
"The bigger they are, the more rewarding it is to watch them fall."
Defeat
"Tch… "
Assist
"I’m no babysitter, you know."
i'm not bara enough for this.
Oh, lord. She's seen some tall men in her day, but this guy is just gigantic. Like, a total giant. Like, so big he could reach the highest shelves at the store. That's how tall this dude was and when you see someone who's tall, well, you want to stare at them. Peering behind red frames, Yosafire watches closely as he walks. She's trying her best to keep herself hidden behind a tree, palms pressed against the bark to keep her balance as she peers out. Seriously, it should be illegal to be this tall. Back home, people would've been in awe. Well except maybe Kcalb, but that old man isn't surprised by anything these days.
Red eyes bore into his figure, studying him closely. While all of his clothing was rather...different, her attention fell to his hat. It..melded into his hair. Great, something else that's going to keep her up at night wondering about how it's done. Seriously, here she is watching some guy from behind a tree while two people have been murdered. Yosafire definitely has her priorities straight, it seems. He was getting farther now as he continued to walk and she didn't want to lose sight of him, not her potential subject. Out of all the other students thia guy practically screams shady at her and rather than sitting around and doing nothing, she's trying to do something about the situation to make herself useful. Quietly now, she speedwalks behind him, keeping a fair distance so that he won't suspect anything.
It seemed to be going well for a time, she quietly walked along and he had no idea she was tailing him, when they were just about the enter the park, it was then that he stopped. Yosafire froze in place now as she tried to think of somewhere she could hide, but it was too late. He had seen her.
Oh well, time to act natural.
"H-hey there! Weather's nice, ain't it?" Even though it's getting over in the evening, it was a pretty good way to make conversation in her mind. "like, the sun's goin' down and stuff. Real neat, huh? And...there's two dead bodies...haha."
the rain sounds like narancia | fugo & jotaro
Tracing back steps not only meant finding who could have done it, but finding who couldn't have. It was the exact opposite, like the process of picking out who to trust and who not to. For the former, it was all through Fugo's point of view. For the latter, it was a somewhat reconstructed outlook borrowing what he thought Narancia had felt.
For this, he felt incredibly clueless. He knew who Narancia was friends with, without fail, but who would he trust with his life? He and Giorno were definite answers, but that was too obvious. Besides, Giorno probably had some clever plan built up by now, and Fugo wasn't in the mood for that. Giorno, while large and in charge, was indirect and vague at times, and that's not what a grieving person should expose themselves to. Or, at least, that's what most psychological studies suggest.
Fugo takes a deep breath. A blunt person... Jotaro Kujo. If Fugo had remembered correctly, he was guarding the kitchen, driving anyone away from the crime scene. He wasn't half bad, now that he thought about it. Narancia seemed to flock after him often, so presumably, he couldn't have taken the orange's life, right?
Making his next destination the kitchen without any distraction, he stared at Jotaro from afar. The difference in height and, well, er, width was intimidating, to say the least. But he'd seen the altitudinous male act kind to his friend more than once, so there wasn't that much to lose.
Well, here goes nothing.
"Jotaro Kujo? We... need to talk. It's... it's about him."
Down by the Sea * Kiyotaka & Jotaro (CLOSED)
The sixth floor may have opened some time ago, but Kiyotaka had yet to investigate exactly what awaited them. Luckily he heard nothing of strange classrooms, or anything covered with aging blood, no unbearable stench lingering in the halls. If that was he case, then he could easily make a round through the area. Only five rooms and there was nothing of particular interest, at least until he came to the last area. Kiyotaka's steps froze, eyes widening just a bit. He'd heard of an aquarium, however he never guessed it would be this large, nor hold this many different species all at once. He stepped closer, touching the glass, watching the fish inside jump in panic at his close proximity. he sighed softly, intrigued by the way they swam about effortlessly; somehow calmed by their movements. The light blue glow coming from the back light of the tanks engulfed the room, giving off a feeling of serenity. But then, this was the first time he'd ever been to an aquarium, he may have been more impressed than he really should be by such simple details. Then, he was pulled from his near trance-like state by the sound of the door closing. It seemed someone else would be joining him in this wonderful room, though even when Kiyotaka turned to catch a glimpse of them, he couldn't quite put his finger on who they were.
Here it goes. It's not grandpa, but close enough, right? With a full bucket of water at hand, Jotaro is slow to approach Gareki from behind. Bombs away,cold water now dumped over the other's head. Jotaro serenely skedaddles. Bye
Had he not been unaware of his surroundings, he wouldn’t have been made cold, wet, and unhappy right now. Luckily for Jotaro, he got away before Gareki could properly take in what just happened and turn around to beat him up.
“…………………” What a charming smile.
From: Eren Jaeger To: Jotaro Kujo Message: Hey, meet me down by the pool. I have to show you something.
There it is.
Well, a dare's a dare. Removing his cap, he shoved it over Eren's head, the visor deliberately shielding the boy's eyes as he pushed it down on his cranium. It fit him pretty big, didn't it. His free hand in his pocket, green eyes trailed elsewhere, anywhere that wasn't Eren's vicinity. "You're a good friend, being a little shit aside." He's not blowing up the truth for the sake of a dare. Eren may be a good friend, but he's far from most awesome ever.
Oop. That sure is a hat being placed over his head. He can no longer see, which is something Jotaro must have done on purpose. What a loser. Can't even look someone in the eyes during a dare!
Aside from that, he's flattered. Jotaro isn't one to lie about this kind of stuff. "I don't think you'd like me as much if I wasn't who I am." His determination, his being a little shit. Does that make sense? Eren hopes so.
A grin can be seen. Unlike Jotaro, he's not embarrassed of their friendship. "You are too," bro.
Last person. Last time he'll ever ear this dolphin cap again. "The blue whale is the largest known animal ever to have lived on sea or land. Individuals can reach more than 110 feet and weigh nearly 200 tons." Goodbye, Marco.
Oh. Oh! Oh gosh. One of the cool, tough popular guys at the school was talking to him. Ah. How to react. How to react. He couldn’t stare at him, that would make him look weird or creepy; but yet, he couldn’t look away. Looking away would be like he didn’t want to see him or even listen to what he had to say, which no, no, no. That was the total opposite. He loved listening to other people and the things they had to—-wait, what? What did he say? Something about one hundred and ten feet then two hundred tons? “H-huh?” Oh. Oh. Too late. He’s walking away, suave look and all. Strange. Maybe he just felt the need to state something and go? But still..
"…Whale." Such a funny term. If only he knew what it meant.