manuscripture: (✒ 'ɪᴛ' ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ.)
ʀᴏʜᴀɴ ᴋɪsʜɪʙᴇ. ([personal profile] manuscripture) wrote in [personal profile] starmark 2016-09-13 07:16 am (UTC)

[ Being held by Star Platinum is like leaning on a huge wall when he is distracted by this. ]

Don't ask me if I can tell you that. She just does Her thing. [ He picks the key up in his hand. ] I guess that girl I told to go speak with Her did it. [ Maybe the OTHER thing he can do has changed. He's not going to figure that out right now. ]

... This didn't put a damper on things, did it? [ It should sound unsure, coming out as flat for better or worse. His fingers absently scratch at the small, sore swell his teeth left behind in his lip. That hurts. He shifts around on his coils and pushes off of Star to meet Jotaro in the middle. Pulling at the last shreds of his shirt and getting them away from his neck and his wrists cross his mind but he isn't going to right away.

We're making this work, goddammit. ]


What were we doing before my mom got in the way...? [ HE SOUNDS LIKE HE'S JOKING BUT HE ISN'T. Rude, mom. ]

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