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madimpossibledreamerSo they let me go early. /grins creepily, doesn't stop (It was probably for the best. I was ten seconds from oraoraing them with my stand all day)
(author needs more sleep)
BUT BACK AT YOU WITH MORE JOJO
also part 5 hype anyone?
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Fitz has reservations about the plan (and how reckless Johan's acting).
Word Count: 1074
Rating: Gen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
“You were fine with it earlier,” Johan grins, checking the controls carefully despite his nonchalant air. The fact that he may continue to act like he’s not taking anything seriously but actually, maybe, knows what he’s going, maybe actually really is trying and is not just being trying…well, that is some sort of reassurance, if nothing else about the situation is. He looks ridiculous with the aviator hat and goggles and leather eyepatch, never mind where he found all of that, but there’s something…right about it too. It fits his new outfit better, too. The one that’s not an eyesore.
“Yes, well, this was before I heard you were throwing yourself into a cockpit with no training. I’m the one who has a pilot’s license,” Speedwagon worries, and…well.
It doesn’t get the desired effect, which is Xander not recklessly throwing himself into danger without thought, but it does at least get his attention. “You’ve got a pilot’s license? What were you, part of the Lithuanian book smugglers or something?”
That actually makes Fitz speechless for a few seconds. Despite the question, Jojo really does seem interested. Maybe that’s his way of asking for the truth, but giving him an out, just in case he doesn’t want to talk about it. That’s also a reference he didn’t expect. “I suppose I’m not the only one full of surprises.”
“I’m not sure why you’re surprised,” Jojo states quietly, briefly far away. “I told you all those stories about Sunnydale, after all.”
“I’m not sure I even believe all of them,” the blond confesses, handing his friend a wrench. He rolls his eyes at the look of shock. “Just in case.” He pauses, then continues, “…then again, I’m not sure I understand why you’re surprised, either. The man in tweed you talked about earlier—that was Buffy’s Watcher, right? Giles? Who also turned out to be far more than you thought?”
Johan’s face twists into a fond grin. “Seriously, Fitz, stop having good points.”
That manages to startle a chuckle out of him. “Never.”
“Well, seriously, Panzermensch’s plane is going to be great, and if its guns aren’t up to snuff, we can have Pretender reenact Nightmare at 20000 Feet and mess up the day of a couple hundred gargoyles. Thanks to that nap and Same Old Story I’ve got piloting down. I’ve got really great backup. I’m not going to invoke the Great Comic Book Writers of the Sky by asking dumb questions, but I am going to ask you why you’re so worried about this.” He starts a little when there’s suddenly a hand on his arm. He’s not used to touch, but he’s just going to have to get used to it when he has an American as a friend, now. “I’ve made enough mistakes by not asking friends what’s wrong or trying to fix it, so, this is me, right now, being blunt. What’s wrong? How can I help?”
Fitz inhales deeply, tempted to roll his eyes but knowing that Jojo is entirely serious about this whole thing. “I’m not used to having a friend, much less sharing them.” The look the brunet gets in his eyes tells him that Xander understands, wholly and completely, where he’s coming from. He’s not comfortable talking about this for long, though, so he quickly changes the topic. “And if you’ve had those dreams, you know this—I have only rarely heard, in all of the stories, of anyone of Joestar blood not having their plane go down, and certainly not in combat. None of them have attempted to pilot a plane with a lack of depth perception.” It’s a recipe for even worse disaster, but he’s not very confident that he’ll be able to get Jojo to understand exactly how dangerous it is.
The cocky grin returns. Unfortunately, that’s likely to continue to be a theme when he’s channeling the most reckless Joestar, aside from perhaps his own mother. Danger draws the Joestars. “If you remember that, you’ll also remember the part that no Joestar has died in a plane crash and I don’t intend to change that trend. Ripple-fu should be able to even the gap.”
He clenches his jaw. “If you lose any limbs I will be furious with you. I’m not sure what I can heal, exactly, and I’d rather not play this game of whether or not I can heal you.”
“Joestar, are you ready?” Captain Beefheart calls, and he stares at Fitz until the blond sighs and nods.
“Ready. Let’s do this!” He pulls the goggles down over his eyes and hits two switches in succession, leading to a purr from the plane. He seems professional, like he knows what he’s doing, for all of two seconds, before he punches the air and whoops loudly, unable to contain his excitement.
“Darling, you might want to open the warehouse door before the maniac just drives through it,” he calls loudly.
“We better all meet up with the same number of limbs and lives as we left. I’m looking forward to eating to our success!” Jojo yells above the engine, and waits until the door is barely open wide enough before he’s taxiing off and gaining the lift to fly, pulling off a barrel roll before he’s out of sight.
“Showoff,” Fitz mutters under his breath, before a thought occurs to him. “I’m not sure I ever heard how Joseph Joestar learned to fly a plane in the first place.” And he’s certainly heard the Speedwagon family story of how Joseph purposefully crashed a plane before a group of kidnappers could. He’s also heard all the stories of the man being involved in other plane crashes. Of all of his ancestors to emulate while he’s flying a plane, Johan shouldn’t be copying Joseph. There’s Jorge, maybe, but he’s not sure that even occurred to the lunatic.
(author needs more sleep)
BUT BACK AT YOU WITH MORE JOJO
also part 5 hype anyone?
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Fitz has reservations about the plan (and how reckless Johan's acting).
Word Count: 1074
Rating: Gen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
“I’m not comfortable with this plan,” Fitz states quietly, so as not to worry Darling or the others getting ready in the corner of the warehouse. He’s not sure how they ended up in some random warehouse, but it seems like the question of why it’s empty or if anyone is going to come try to arrest them for this, too. It seems like the question hasn’t even occurred to Darling or Jojo, though he supposes a thief and a man who spent his childhood in deserted warehouses and sewers aren’t the best sources of reasonable questions.
“You were fine with it earlier,” Johan grins, checking the controls carefully despite his nonchalant air. The fact that he may continue to act like he’s not taking anything seriously but actually, maybe, knows what he’s going, maybe actually really is trying and is not just being trying…well, that is some sort of reassurance, if nothing else about the situation is. He looks ridiculous with the aviator hat and goggles and leather eyepatch, never mind where he found all of that, but there’s something…right about it too. It fits his new outfit better, too. The one that’s not an eyesore.
“Yes, well, this was before I heard you were throwing yourself into a cockpit with no training. I’m the one who has a pilot’s license,” Speedwagon worries, and…well.
It doesn’t get the desired effect, which is Xander not recklessly throwing himself into danger without thought, but it does at least get his attention. “You’ve got a pilot’s license? What were you, part of the Lithuanian book smugglers or something?”
That actually makes Fitz speechless for a few seconds. Despite the question, Jojo really does seem interested. Maybe that’s his way of asking for the truth, but giving him an out, just in case he doesn’t want to talk about it. That’s also a reference he didn’t expect. “I suppose I’m not the only one full of surprises.”
“I’m not sure why you’re surprised,” Jojo states quietly, briefly far away. “I told you all those stories about Sunnydale, after all.”
“I’m not sure I even believe all of them,” the blond confesses, handing his friend a wrench. He rolls his eyes at the look of shock. “Just in case.” He pauses, then continues, “…then again, I’m not sure I understand why you’re surprised, either. The man in tweed you talked about earlier—that was Buffy’s Watcher, right? Giles? Who also turned out to be far more than you thought?”
Johan’s face twists into a fond grin. “Seriously, Fitz, stop having good points.”
That manages to startle a chuckle out of him. “Never.”
“Well, seriously, Panzermensch’s plane is going to be great, and if its guns aren’t up to snuff, we can have Pretender reenact Nightmare at 20000 Feet and mess up the day of a couple hundred gargoyles. Thanks to that nap and Same Old Story I’ve got piloting down. I’ve got really great backup. I’m not going to invoke the Great Comic Book Writers of the Sky by asking dumb questions, but I am going to ask you why you’re so worried about this.” He starts a little when there’s suddenly a hand on his arm. He’s not used to touch, but he’s just going to have to get used to it when he has an American as a friend, now. “I’ve made enough mistakes by not asking friends what’s wrong or trying to fix it, so, this is me, right now, being blunt. What’s wrong? How can I help?”
Fitz inhales deeply, tempted to roll his eyes but knowing that Jojo is entirely serious about this whole thing. “I’m not used to having a friend, much less sharing them.” The look the brunet gets in his eyes tells him that Xander understands, wholly and completely, where he’s coming from. He’s not comfortable talking about this for long, though, so he quickly changes the topic. “And if you’ve had those dreams, you know this—I have only rarely heard, in all of the stories, of anyone of Joestar blood not having their plane go down, and certainly not in combat. None of them have attempted to pilot a plane with a lack of depth perception.” It’s a recipe for even worse disaster, but he’s not very confident that he’ll be able to get Jojo to understand exactly how dangerous it is.
The cocky grin returns. Unfortunately, that’s likely to continue to be a theme when he’s channeling the most reckless Joestar, aside from perhaps his own mother. Danger draws the Joestars. “If you remember that, you’ll also remember the part that no Joestar has died in a plane crash and I don’t intend to change that trend. Ripple-fu should be able to even the gap.”
He clenches his jaw. “If you lose any limbs I will be furious with you. I’m not sure what I can heal, exactly, and I’d rather not play this game of whether or not I can heal you.”
“Joestar, are you ready?” Captain Beefheart calls, and he stares at Fitz until the blond sighs and nods.
“Ready. Let’s do this!” He pulls the goggles down over his eyes and hits two switches in succession, leading to a purr from the plane. He seems professional, like he knows what he’s doing, for all of two seconds, before he punches the air and whoops loudly, unable to contain his excitement.
“Darling, you might want to open the warehouse door before the maniac just drives through it,” he calls loudly.
“We better all meet up with the same number of limbs and lives as we left. I’m looking forward to eating to our success!” Jojo yells above the engine, and waits until the door is barely open wide enough before he’s taxiing off and gaining the lift to fly, pulling off a barrel roll before he’s out of sight.
“Showoff,” Fitz mutters under his breath, before a thought occurs to him. “I’m not sure I ever heard how Joseph Joestar learned to fly a plane in the first place.” And he’s certainly heard the Speedwagon family story of how Joseph purposefully crashed a plane before a group of kidnappers could. He’s also heard all the stories of the man being involved in other plane crashes. Of all of his ancestors to emulate while he’s flying a plane, Johan shouldn’t be copying Joseph. There’s Jorge, maybe, but he’s not sure that even occurred to the lunatic.
