[Varanasi is hardly Naples, but Caesar has had practice in faking maneuvering his way through foreign countries-- he's had to, anyway, what with chasing Mr. Stands-Are-Cooler-Than-Hamon-So-I-Can-Forget-All-My-Hamon-Training-Forever all across the globe.
At least Kakyoin is rational enough for a stand user. By far, he's Caesar's favorite, because something about him reminds him of himself. because they're both gonna die The two of them are striding through the closest outdoor marketplace and shopping for medicine, and water. Even at his age Caesar's keeping up a steady pace, god save Kakyoin if he doesn't walk fast enough.
Overall he's pretty thrilled about this. Any chance to show off for the kids, tbh.]
Kakyoin, did Jojo-- er, Mr. Joestar-- mention what else we needed to buy?
I'm afraid that he didn't--we might be a little on our own as far as that's concerned.
[God forbid Joseph be team dad for ten minutes. But it was nice to have someone else with a similar mindset of Getting Stuff Done and actually being responsible. Kakyoin didn't have any trouble keeping up, and actually very much appreciated the efficiency of the whole thing.]
[...In short, he quite liked Caesar for mostly the same reason.]
Is there anything else you think we might end up needing?
Should have known. [Jojo sure hasn't changed much in the last 50 years...] That's all right: it's best left to the most reasonable of us, eh? [he casts a wry grin at Kakyoin, leading them around a corner and through a section of the market dedicated to textiles.]
Well, clothes, maybe-- my coat's beginning to wear thin. [says Caesar with a sniff.] And any intel we can get: DIO's influence reaches even here. [and they totally don't need Abdul, Caesar can handle this!!!! maybe.]
Of course. [He flashed a small but genuine smile in response, laughing quietly.] That shouldn't be too difficult at all.
As for information gathering, that's just my specialty. I can send Hierophant out as we're moving to see if he can pick up anything unusual. It wouldn't surprise me at this point if we ended up attacked every time we stopped for ten minutes.
[muffled joseph joestar screaming in the distance]
NO APOLOGIES ADOPTS SURROGATE ZEP
fakingmaneuvering his way through foreign countries-- he's had to, anyway, what with chasing Mr. Stands-Are-Cooler-Than-Hamon-So-I-Can-Forget-All-My-Hamon-Training-Forever all across the globe.At least Kakyoin is rational enough for a stand user. By far, he's Caesar's favorite, because something about him reminds him of himself.
because they're both gonna dieThe two of them are striding through the closest outdoor marketplace and shopping for medicine, and water. Even at his age Caesar's keeping up a steady pace, god save Kakyoin if he doesn't walk fast enough.Overall he's pretty thrilled about this. Any chance to show off for the kids, tbh.]
Kakyoin, did Jojo-- er, Mr. Joestar-- mention what else we needed to buy?
no subject
[God forbid Joseph be team dad for ten minutes. But it was nice to have someone else with a similar mindset of Getting Stuff Done and actually being responsible. Kakyoin didn't have any trouble keeping up, and actually very much appreciated the efficiency of the whole thing.]
[...In short, he quite liked Caesar for mostly the same reason.]
Is there anything else you think we might end up needing?
forgive me im getting my oldzep voice back ;;;
Should have known. [Jojo sure hasn't changed much in the last 50 years...] That's all right: it's best left to the most reasonable of us, eh? [he casts a wry grin at Kakyoin, leading them around a corner and through a section of the market dedicated to textiles.]
Well, clothes, maybe-- my coat's beginning to wear thin. [says Caesar with a sniff.] And any intel we can get: DIO's influence reaches even here. [and they totally don't need Abdul, Caesar can handle this!!!! maybe.]
THAT'S OKAY TAKE YOUR TIME
As for information gathering, that's just my specialty. I can send Hierophant out as we're moving to see if he can pick up anything unusual. It wouldn't surprise me at this point if we ended up attacked every time we stopped for ten minutes.
[muffled joseph joestar screaming in the distance]