Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion Chapter 153

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Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Buffy goes straight for the enemy Stand.
Word Count: 1093
Rating: Teen (Buffy|Jojo's level violence)
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS

          Buffy, luckily, has a sword in a bag and an ace up her sleeve.  Jotaro’s pink-haired friend mentioned more than once something about “only Stands” being able to hurt other Stands like it was common knowledge.  In general, apparently her ability to see them without having one herself is really, really weird, which is why Kakyoin kept insisting she was going to develop a Stand any day now.  She noticed that while Jotaro didn’t say anything to the contrary (he’s not really the type to babble like the Scoobies), he did mutter “yare yare daze”, which apparently means anything from “give me a break” to “good grief” in normal conversation.  Since it seems like his catchphrase that he uses all the time, with different tones and slight differences in expression, it’s pretty likely it has an even wider variation on meaning.  The slight smile coupled with standing awkwardly she thinks means that he finds his friend amusing in a fond way but doesn’t entirely agree.  It’s pretty clear that the world is bigger than just Stands when he’s not fazed by the idea of vampires even though wrapping his brain around “Vampire Slayer” was a little more difficult.  She wouldn’t mind swinging through the city like Spiderwoman, particularly when the whole town’s invaded by gargoyles, but it also seems kind of obvious to her that it’s not going to happen when she hasn’t been hit by one of those Stand Arrows.  If there’ another way of unlocking that power, it hasn’t been mentioned.  It’s possible Kakyoin’s just the weird one with certain ideas about how Stands work, but if not, that’s a lot of people, including Evil Lawyer Lady, who expect that since she’s taken out the “only person with a Stand” that they’re safe as long as their opponents don’t go for the human squishy on the other end. (Well, okay, no, that might not be a binary, he might be weird and typical as a person with a Stand, too.) 
          So if it’s weird and unexpected, what she can do (what else about her life is new), might catch the enemy by surprise, particularly if she actually pulls it off successfully.  She’s slightly less worried about actually being able to get close to it and pulling off her end, of course.  She’d managed to pull off punching Star Platinum in the stomach, after all, so it’s not like she doesn’t know she’s capable, and Jotaro had definitely been surprised but had shrugged it off pretty quickly.  She’s more concerned about the thing being as durable as a Turok-han or Slaypire, because that’s a definite possibility, but she’ll play Little Miss Arsonist when she gets to that bridge and they won’t let her cross.  It’s better to try to hurt it than wring her hands and go all helpless Valley Girl about dealing with idiots.
          Now that Fugo’s out of harm’s way as much as it’s possible to be in the middle of a battlefield, it’s time for her to move on to step two.  Time to pull the sword out again.
          She keeps some attention near her feet, because she’s not fond of the idea of losing a leg and those stupid paper traps are everywhere and it’s annoying that she can’t get right into it and get it over with.  Occasionally, just to confuse people, she likes to exercise some of that self-preservation Giles would occasionally accuse her of not having as the better part of bravery, or whatever.
          Even then, she can hear the ominous ticking.  The kind of ominous ticking you’d hear when you’d get super focused on the sound of the clock during tests because everyone was actually quiet for once and it just kept getting louder and more final like “I am counting down to your F”.  It’s a good thing she got used to working under pressure because after facing down things trying to kill her on a daily basis one bad grade wasn’t the end of the world anymore.  The creepy clacking of the giant-type garden shears echo down the alleyway.  She risks a glance to get a better glimpse (just to make sure she’s not hitting, say, a bomb but actually the Stand) than just a dark figure in the alleyway and definitely gets a better glimpse.  Goggles, no expression, ticking gears, cutting little tiny pieces of paper freakishly quick with the shears without somehow snapping its fingers off (what a weird Stand) but otherwise being completely still in an unnatural way.  Yep, Stand, all right.  So, yeah, it might end up being a terrible idea that melts the cool sword or something, but she’s not accidentally setting off a bomb or anything.
          So she swings the sword at the arm holding the shears.
          It looks a little smug, maybe (it’s hard to tell from a thing without a mouth), right up until the point where the sword starts cutting.  And either the Stand is weak, or this sword is incredibly awesome, or maybe both, because the only reason she doesn’t cut through the entire arm like it’s butter is that it’s sped, jerky and inhuman, to the other end of the alley, where it stands, staring blankly, but if she’s not wrong it’s alarmed.  Which, fair.  If you think you’re a ghost and out of nowhere something hits you, she’d find that a little disconcerting, too.  It looks like it’s bleeding oil of some kind, at a steady drip drip drip that matches the ticks of the bronze clock next to its pouch.
          She hears a scream of rage and fury and pain coming from the direction of Evil Lawyer Lady and Severin.  “How the hell can you touch Three Days Grace?” 
          “Good job!  I don’t know what you did, but her arm’s barely hanging on!  Keep going!” Severin yells over the harsh breathing and ragey vibes the Wolfram & Hart lady is putting out.
          “That’s the plan!” Buffy yells back.
          She takes a step forward and hears a click.  Crap.  She’d thought that it’d fled in a panic, that it hadn’t had time to do anything on the way to the end of the alleyway.  Apparently she was wrong about that.  Luckily, she’s pretty sure it’s not a landmine.  As far as she knows, mere pressure sets off one of those, as opposed to the presence and then absence of pressure, and her little experiment with the stick (RIP) indicates that’s right, so…it’s something new.  That she will deal with as best she can, which is pretty good, because, hello, Slayer.