[He was even very good at it. Usually. So he just had to take a deep breath and outline what bothered him and why this felt like a terrible idea. Kakyoin pulled out a chair and sat down, lacing his hands together to stop from fidgeting.]
I don't want to hurt you. And I'm worried that I don't have enough control when it comes to doing this with a living, breathing person to avoid doing that.
[He glanced away for a second before looking at Jotaro directly, as steadily as he could manage.]
...I know this is stating the obvious, but having no conscious control is not a pleasant feeling and I'm glad I can't remember most of it. I'm not sure I could do that to anyone that wasn't trying to kill me, and I don't want to be the one that does it to anyone that isn't.
[He reaches across the table, picking up Kakyoin's laced hands and covering them with his own bigger ones.]
Okay. I understand all of that, and I'm not going to argue with you about it. Those are your feelings, so I want you to know that I...I heard you. I get that.
You're worried it'll hurt me in two ways. Physically and from giving up control of myself. Right?
I don't...think it's a matter of things being different because it's you specifically. Whether it's you, or Joseph, or anyone--I don't want to hurt any of you like this.
It's a summer 2014. Do you have any idea what that means?
[Fortunately for Jotaro, he doesn't have to try and guess. Rohan goes ahead and answers for him.]
I know you might be content to stay stuck in the '80s forever fashion-wise, so this might not make any sense to you, but that from fifteen years after me. That means it's also just a little over thirteen years after Giovanna. I get that purse, and he can't run his mouth about my taste being last year anymore.
So, I need this purse, Jotaro. I need it.
And the only way to make that happen is to move furniture. I don't do that, but you can. In fact, you are the best choice for it. Hence why you are going to come to the apartment building in the southeastern part of the city in ten minutes.
I know that you wouldn't force it. It's just--this isn't easy. I don't want to do it, but...
[Kakyoin trailed off, gaze dropping to their hands as he thought this over. He really, really didn't want to do this. But...he knew that there might someday be a point where he wouldn't have a choice. There could be a time in which they fought someone they couldn't defeat any other way, and if Dio ever turned into the threat they knew him as, Kakyoin didn't know what else he had that would stand a chance against that.]
[So if he had to practice it as he'd already resolved to try, and if there was no other option...what else were they supposed to do?]
[He closed his eyes and took a slow breath, trying to resign himself to the idea or at least determine how to go about it that was the least horrifying way possible.]
...if we're really going to do this--and you have to be absolutely certain that you're okay with it--I want to set a few conditions first.
Okay, first of all, I find it really insulting that you think I would allow myself to be duped by a little girl. I know authentic Gucci when I see it. Second of all, the girl's scared of her own shadow. She wouldn't lie. She couldn't lie. And if I thought she was, I have a way of getting to the truth.
[Let's just ignore the fact Rohan approached her like he was going to mug her, so no fucking wonder she was spooked.]
Third of all, how petty do you think I am? I wear Gucci all the time back home. The fact it gets one over Giovanna is just a side benefit. A really good one, but still. Not the point or I would have opened with that.
Finally, it's not taking. It's called bartering. I just happened to trade you instead of myself. She still gets what she wants and I get what I want.
First, whatever happens is something you're going to outline before we do anything. I won't make you do anything you haven't clearly and explicitly told me, even if it's something minor like directing which way to move your arm. Second...no matter what the reason, whether it hurts or it's uncomfortable or anything, this stops the instant you say my name. My real name, so it'll get my attention no matter how much I'm concentrating.
[That was the most important thing as far as he was concerned; even if control in the realistic sense would be entirely on Kakyoin's side, he could give Jotaro enough freedom to decide what happened, how, and when it stopped.]
Third...you can't tell Polnareff. I have to be the one to talk to him about...using this.
That is not how this works. I saw the purse. I approached her about it. I made an offer. She rejected it. I told her to make a counteroffer. She did. I accepted. Her furniture gets moved. The purse is mine. Not hers. Not yours. Mine. End of story.
Fine, I'll consider them. [Chances are high that Tonika's learning some very interesting choice words from Rohan. They're just not making it into text because whether Rohan likes it or not, he needs Jotaro to do this.] What do you want?
...It's not that different than Time Stop, then. The way we did it for you, I mean. The — telling you what was going to happen, and when, and closing your eyes.
[But he nods slowly, processing all of this.]
That's fine. That...sounds good, I mean. For doing it. It's never going to be perfect, but it's as close as we can get.
if by the time i'm done moving the furniture you've figured out what's wrong with "i just happened to trade you instead of myself", then you get the purse as a late birthday present from me
[What's wrong? There's nothing wrong as far as Rohan's concerned, never mind he doesn't particularly appreciate attempts at teaching him "morality." It looks like this is going to be a test of wills.]
Just hurry up. I don't have all day to wait around and neither does she.
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