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. . . Yare yare. What is it? Hurry up and say something already.
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. . . Yare yare. What is it? Hurry up and say something already.
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[OOC: Contact through any format is fine, including action as you see fit!]
[Funny, how you get used to things. Half a year ago and he might have stiffened at Star's touch-- not out of conscious fear, but simple instinct. Now, though, after pudding adventures and independence lessons, after all he's been through with Star-- he simply moves with Star's gentle prompting, tipping his head up and closing his eyes, trusting the Stand just as much as the user.]
All this--
[He has to say this, and he hates that he does, but--]
You won't tell anyone.
All this--
[He has to say this, and he hates that he does, but--]
You won't tell anyone.
Tell anyone what?
[Polnareff can't see him, he knows, and maybe that's for the better, because his own lined eyes slide open and flit up anyway — a deliberate gaze that lands and holds on Polnareff's face, that resonates in the emphatic innocence applied liberally to his tone.
It's uncanny, his ability to put the sound of a shrug into words, but he does it.]
I sat around listening to you snore all night. You should close your mouth when you sleep, you know, so you won't drool so much.
[Polnareff can't see him, he knows, and maybe that's for the better, because his own lined eyes slide open and flit up anyway — a deliberate gaze that lands and holds on Polnareff's face, that resonates in the emphatic innocence applied liberally to his tone.
It's uncanny, his ability to put the sound of a shrug into words, but he does it.]
I sat around listening to you snore all night. You should close your mouth when you sleep, you know, so you won't drool so much.
Go fuck yourself. I've seen you sleep, I know what you're like, don't start something you don't wanna finish--
[Amiably said, but there's a little smile on his lips as he says it. Thank god for Jotaro Kujo, he thinks again, and maybe he'll write that on his birthday card come next February.
It doesn't take long-- it's just two lines, after all-- before Star is releasing him. Polnareff blinks, resists the urge to try and rub his eyes.]
It does feel heavy.
[Not as weird as he would have thought, though.]
[Amiably said, but there's a little smile on his lips as he says it. Thank god for Jotaro Kujo, he thinks again, and maybe he'll write that on his birthday card come next February.
It doesn't take long-- it's just two lines, after all-- before Star is releasing him. Polnareff blinks, resists the urge to try and rub his eyes.]
It does feel heavy.
[Not as weird as he would have thought, though.]
Yeah. But not really a bad heavy? Just heavy.
[He hesitates, then absentmindedly reaches up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smudging the color away while he regards Polnareff with a look of his own.]
...I. I notice your eyes a lot more now. Because it's a little darker right above them now, it makes the color stand out more.
[dere dere]
[He hesitates, then absentmindedly reaches up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smudging the color away while he regards Polnareff with a look of his own.]
...I. I notice your eyes a lot more now. Because it's a little darker right above them now, it makes the color stand out more.
[dere dere]
They are nice eyes.
[He blinks again-- and okay, he can't resist, so: Chariot emerges, floating above Polnareff, ignoring Jotaro for the moment. He offers the bellguard of his rapier as a mirror-- Polnareff could just go to the bathroom, yeah, but this works well enough.]
Huh.
[Murmured, and he squints his eyes, tipping his head this way and that. A beat, and then he meets Jotaro's eyes with a little smirk.]
Looks that good, huh?
[He blinks again-- and okay, he can't resist, so: Chariot emerges, floating above Polnareff, ignoring Jotaro for the moment. He offers the bellguard of his rapier as a mirror-- Polnareff could just go to the bathroom, yeah, but this works well enough.]
Huh.
[Murmured, and he squints his eyes, tipping his head this way and that. A beat, and then he meets Jotaro's eyes with a little smirk.]
Looks that good, huh?
Don't get so full of yourself.
[So: yes, probably. It's amateurish, of course, and could be done a lot better with a surer, more practiced hand, but if Polnareff were worried about Jotaro's expression looking smug or knowing or self-satisfied, then he has absolutely nothing to worry about.
Because what he is, for just that one flicker of a moment, is — appreciative, almost, and open, and a little bit vulnerable. For one flash of a second, Jotaro Kujo looks like nothing save an eighteen-year-old kid with a peach-orange halo of remnant lipstick smudged around the skin surrounding his mouth, expressionless like he's forgotten to think about putting one on in favor of just existing as he is.]
...Maybe for your next trick you should learn how to draw on some eyebrows.
[So: yes, probably. It's amateurish, of course, and could be done a lot better with a surer, more practiced hand, but if Polnareff were worried about Jotaro's expression looking smug or knowing or self-satisfied, then he has absolutely nothing to worry about.
Because what he is, for just that one flicker of a moment, is — appreciative, almost, and open, and a little bit vulnerable. For one flash of a second, Jotaro Kujo looks like nothing save an eighteen-year-old kid with a peach-orange halo of remnant lipstick smudged around the skin surrounding his mouth, expressionless like he's forgotten to think about putting one on in favor of just existing as he is.]
...Maybe for your next trick you should learn how to draw on some eyebrows.
[It's a good expression on him, and he admires it for the few seconds it lasts. They're a hell of a pair, he and Jotaro, makeup amateurish and smeared, the two of them smiling at each other. It ought to inspire laughter, but all he feels is fondness, soft and warm.
That fondness seriously lessens as Jotaro says what he does next.]
Fuck you! That was the result of a fucking fire accident, don't you make fun of me!
That fondness seriously lessens as Jotaro says what he does next.]
Fuck you! That was the result of a fucking fire accident, don't you make fun of me!
jesus jotaro no i just wanted to know
i WAS gonna teach you some new shit to say but IF YOU'RE GONNA BE ALL DEFENSIVE
i WAS gonna teach you some new shit to say but IF YOU'RE GONNA BE ALL DEFENSIVE
tu es un peu défensive
A N Y W A Y
i wanted to know if you wanted to learn some phrases
like expressions or coloquialisms or whatever
that way when you go to france you can sound like you actually belong there
A N Y W A Y
i wanted to know if you wanted to learn some phrases
like expressions or coloquialisms or whatever
that way when you go to france you can sound like you actually belong there
well no of course not but what if we get separated
[A little pause, and then:]
abdul was always going on about how much better it was to know the local language
im just following his example
99% of the time i'll be there to translate but
OH what if somebody tries to start shit with you
you can't just use me to threaten for you
[A little pause, and then:]
abdul was always going on about how much better it was to know the local language
im just following his example
99% of the time i'll be there to translate but
OH what if somebody tries to start shit with you
you can't just use me to threaten for you
which means you probably need to know insults
okay
okay so
se coucher avec is something to watch out for, that means to sleep with, so you know. Just include some kind of animal or something and youre set
merde is shit
foutre is fuck, but you can use it just about as many ways as english
so like fous-toi is fuck you
Va te faire foutre is go fuck yourself
casse-toi is fuck off
if somebody starts shit you can always say t'as dit quoi connard? which means like "what did you say, asshole?"
and then you can punch them
okay
okay so
se coucher avec is something to watch out for, that means to sleep with, so you know. Just include some kind of animal or something and youre set
merde is shit
foutre is fuck, but you can use it just about as many ways as english
so like fous-toi is fuck you
Va te faire foutre is go fuck yourself
casse-toi is fuck off
if somebody starts shit you can always say t'as dit quoi connard? which means like "what did you say, asshole?"
and then you can punch them
Well, she wants to read mine. She doesn't think it's right that my work is going unappreciated here and she thinks it will be a way to get to know me better.
[Which is fucking weird. Who honestly sits around saying to themselves "gosh, I'd really like to know that Kishibe Rohan better!" No one, that's who.]
I'll give your mother credit, she's smart enough to recognize greatness when it's in front of her.
Speaking of which, why haven't you ever asked to read it? You like manga don't you?
[Which is fucking weird. Who honestly sits around saying to themselves "gosh, I'd really like to know that Kishibe Rohan better!" No one, that's who.]
I'll give your mother credit, she's smart enough to recognize greatness when it's in front of her.
Speaking of which, why haven't you ever asked to read it? You like manga don't you?
of course you should
the first time we go into a bar you're going to have to say that shit
for once we can fight with fists instead of stands
hey
have you ever broken a bottle on the edge of a bar before?
the first time we go into a bar you're going to have to say that shit
for once we can fight with fists instead of stands
hey
have you ever broken a bottle on the edge of a bar before?
did it work for him
obviously not the fight but the bottle didn't shatter or anything?
i want to do that in a fight before i die
im gonna put it on the agenda for france
obviously not the fight but the bottle didn't shatter or anything?
i want to do that in a fight before i die
im gonna put it on the agenda for france
i mean between here and the den hell yeah
plus we have giorno so if the bottle shatters i won't even fuck up my hand
what about you
got any dreams you wanna fulfill while we're in europe
plus we have giorno so if the bottle shatters i won't even fuck up my hand
what about you
got any dreams you wanna fulfill while we're in europe
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