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[Rain, huh? Not something he was expecting in the first place. Sure, it wasn't exactly the thing he wanted, and he had somehow strayed away from Gyro. Yeah, somehow it was just his luck that a useless person like him had managed to do something like this, huh? And to think that he was actually going to get a little bit better at keeping his bearings in the right place, and not prioritize useless things over what was actually important...but this was something he felt like he needed- time alone? No. More like...he was actually waiting for someone.

How long has it been, actually, since he had confessed to that girl, anyways? It didn't seem so long ago, but in his mind, it seemed as though months had flown by since then. And to think that someone like her would give him an actual reason to live. A figurative will to walk this path of life once more...he felt grateful to her, he really did. But he's been away from her for a while, and it was killing him on the inside- he needed to see her to clear his mind about the things that were going on. And no doubt, does he feel that she would actually do the same for him. Or would she...? He could never really figure out what she was thinking in the first place- but he does eventually find out her intentions, anyways.

But damned if this rain was screwing up this little rendezvous of theirs, it's making him grit his teeth a bit- he's had enough of rain. (Blackmore was one of those reasons he didn't like rain but the dude's dead so whatevs). But no, he was getting drenched here, feeling himself shivering up a bit. His coat that he brought wasn't helping much, nor was his hood actually giving his head the warmth it needed. Jeez, he feels as though a sneeze is going to come up, too.

The things he will do...oh well, not like he really cares anymore, he's just going through the motions at this point in time...]

splitshot

[Here is Noire. She is just hanging around at one of the campsites. Usually she would be keeping to herself but today is special. She just saw Inigo walking around with some of the local girls. Who does this guy think he is, flirting with another girl that isn't her. This is ruffling her feathers a lot, okay. This is supposed to be her that he's supposed to be talking to, not some floosy that he just met.

So, after a bit of studying, she's actually pulling out her bow and aiming accordingly. A little more, a little more...and...!

There goes the arrow, already flying toward the girl and landing right next to her foot. Noire makes a noise of sheer disappointment at first, knowing her plan to slay the opposition has failed and that Inigo may not flirt with her because of it. Sadness is now enveloping her as she just fidgets to herself over where she is, before she takes another shot- this time aiming at Inigo's foot...

And there it goes once more, and soon enough, a flurry of arrows has been unleashed from the seemingly timid girl. Inigo had better think of something fast at this point, or else.]

ventoaureo

[How long has it been, actually? Since he actually had to call in one of these meetings for the operatives of Passione to be a part of, and to actually discuss what the future would be? He realized that he had to put a lot of effort into actually making this dream of his run smoothly, and with the operatives cooperating, he actually found himself enjoying this little meeting of theirs. It's apparent, too, that Giorno is getting some slight amusement hearing the ideas run back and forth between the operatives, as he's merely jotting down some little notes over where he's sitting.

...that is, until something displeasing seems to run by Giorno's ears as a look of displeasure seems to shoot across his face. One of the operatives actually suggested that they start up the drug ring again, as it's a surefire way to get cash. Giorno seemed to cough a bit in displeasure from where he was sitting, his voice seeming to raise a bit.]

Do you really think that I would allow for such a thing to happen? We have been over this topic already; Passione made a vow to keep drug trafficking of other gangs to a bare minimum, and you dare suggest for such a thing to be allowed to start up once more? I would suggest you re-think your actions before-

[And he was cut off by said operative actually intervening in what Giorno had to say, giving off his little logic himself. And it was apparent that Giorno wasn't exactly pleased in the slightest, a ticked off look coming across his face. Oh boy, he looks as though he's about to mudamuda the operative right in the face. It takes him a little self restraint, but he finally manages to calm himself down, giving said operative a stern look.]

...do you really want such a thing to happen? For us to start that again? [His voice comes off as a bit threatening, but again, the operative seems to be persisting on this simple fact that Giorno seems to be getting pretty angry by this point. But...well, he's actually letting out a small chuckle afterwards. Why? Well, he's figured that there would be someone better suited to actually take down this operatives logic without him wasting breath...

And who better to do it then with the person he entrusted his very life, or rather, his love with? His gaze turned to the red-head sitting next to him, giving her a little nod, and allowing her to speak on his behalf before he actually lets lose on this operative.]

selfished

[ ... Man.

Who ever would have thought that she would end up like this? Just.. she had changed her lifestyle completely, she started living just for herself, just doing what she has to do to get by and have a little fun along with it. She was just fine like that, right? .. Or maybe she wasn't, but she's not sure if she wants to admit that to herself. It's all that girl's fault either way, if she hadn't acted like such a hero of justice then she never would have changed her mind.

So in the end, for that girl's sake.. she sacrificed her life, huh? The selfish girl became the selfless one in the end.. it sounds just like a fairytale when you put it that way. A really, really corny one. But she really didn't want Sayaka to suffer by herself. It would have been too cruel. A cold, bad feeling she knows all too well herself.

Well, she's dead now. Not like it matters. She's stuck here in whatever afterlife this is, and that's it. The end of the story...

Kyouko closes her eyes, dropping backwards so she's lying with her back on the ground as if she's trying to sleep. Not like she knows someone's about to pass by though.. ]

stonethread

[Yeah, this is Jolyne. This is Jolyne just walking around, minding her own business as she keeps an eye open to whatever in the world is going on. It seemed just like yesterday when she thought she met the guy of her dreams, only for it to turn out to be another asshole who just used her as he saw fit. Whatever, not like she ever had the best of luck with guys in the first place, they all seemed just like dime a dozen scum bags that messed with girls, and just threw them away afterwards. She wishes there was someone who could just break the chain at least once.

Either way, she seems to have a bit of a disgruntled look on her face as she just so happens to walk into what seems like a little bakery, looking at the goods before getting the bright idea to actually take one of the breads that was on display and leave without anyone really noticing what she did in the first place.]

Heh, what a bunch of idiots. They really should take better care of their stuff, who knows what might- [She was saying, not looking at all where she was going. It brought her to almost run into someone, but she quickly moved out of the way before she actually bumped into them and would've caused in accident. Wow, that would not have been good for her right then and there, in fact, it would have probably exposed her for what she had just done. But...knowing Jolyne, her face scrunched up a bit as she stared at whoever it was she was about to run into.]

...hey. [She started out, walking up to them and putting a finger into their chest.] Why don't you watch out where you're going, huh? Who knows what might have happened if you bumped into my and made me drop my food. [So she says, taking a bite out of it.] I would've made you walk back into that store and buy me another one, got it? [JOLYNE...YOU DIDN'T EVEN PAY FOR THIS THING IN THE FIRST PLACE...but not like she cares, anyways. She's got to hold up her tough girl image.]

So, what, you gonna pay me for almost bumping into me, or are we going to have some sort of problem here?

unatonable

[ Out of all things, this wasn't particularly something she ever thought she would do. In fact, she had no clue that this was going to end up being the result of this race - sure, she came here to gather those parts of the corpse, but to think it would actually escalate into this, that she would actually even want to search someone out to talk to them about something like this.. she never could have seen it coming.

It feels weird, either way. Like she shouldn't. Or that she shouldn't deserve it. But despite what common sense is telling her, she can't help it - even though irrationally was what got her into trouble so long ago too, what brought her into a sin she couldn't just make up for.. "The flesh is weak", isn't that what they say? She knows it totally counts for her. She's so weak in that sense, yet again being unable to stop her first instincts and having called that guy out here now they're in a more or less safe area - or at least nowhere near one of those Stand users who are also after the body parts. She hopes, at least, it'd be horrible if a conversation like this got interrupted by that - but she really has to talk to him. There's no other way. There's no way she can just work out her weird and confusing feelings by herself, she needs some help - help from him, that is.. he's the one who caused it, either way, from that last time they spoke.

She isn't too hopeful he'll show up though. Unlike her, she knows he doesn't have time he would want to waste, not to mention that she doesn't even know how he's going to explain it to that guy he's with, no way Gyro would just agree with it if he told the truth about her having called him out here, but.. maybe there's a tiny hope within her that he'll show up all the same.

A foolish hope, she knows it, no doubt. ]