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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: The Joestars and the Council discuss next steps.
Word Count: 1085
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
(Never mind the fact that she doesn’t have a clue of what she’s doing, or how to make it better. Never mind the fact she’s a distracted disaster in the kitchen who will start fifteen things, have two of them come out as edible, and almost burn down the house with the seventh. She can order food, maybe, or they can start a marathon of something, there has to be some kind of pop culture property they’ll have in common—)
“I am not sure about this plan of action, either,” Giles interrupts, and well, now, that’s just making her insecure about her own position, if she’s agreeing with the bloke. (She’s still not sure if a son physically intact and mentally broken is enough to forgive the man for. From the pinched, pained look in his eyes, he has yet to make up his mind on the matter himself.) Maybe it’s a little far, acting like this, but she can be petty with the worst of them.
“The longer we leave the Mask and Arrow in their hands, the more Stand Users and vampires we’ll have to fight.” Cousin Jotaro sounds impatient and kind of like he wants to punch something again. Josephine gets the feeling, but seriously, it sucks leaving Johan behind like this.
“Trying to stay out of this was how this got as far as it had in the first place,” Willow agrees. “I know we’ve been trying to avert the prophecy since the very beginning, but it hasn’t gotten any less vague and given that we’ve just basically managed to make it come true, it’s probably been a trap since the very beginning. And Wolfram & Hart definitely has the resources to make fake prophecies happen, plus that chalice thing.”
It’s a decent enough argument. Actually, Josie had been skeptical since the very beginning, but she hadn’t had experience with prophecies and whatever, and she hadn’t really been too fussed about whether she’d have to do everything herself. Still, they should’ve listened to Johan.
“He knows he has to heal. To get used to fighting blind,” Cousin Jotaro offers. Usually, he wouldn’t attempt to clarify like this. Apparently it’s important. Probably, he’s frustrated that he’s not doing Johan the honor of actually properly getting it across.
“I don’t know what’s wrong! Kakyoin-san showed me how to miniaturize Crazy Diamond, and there’s nothing wrong with his brain, or his optical nerve. It’s just not sending signals, which doesn’t make sense.” Papa’s been working as hard at this as anyone, but seriously, he’d been robbed too, of meeting his grandchild under better circumstances. Both times Johan’s been awake, he’d just happened to have stepped out. He’d yet to have been able to properly greet him and spoil him silly like the awesome grandpa he’d be.
“I haven’t detected anything else myself, but we have actually found bodies of those other than the Speedwagon Agents. One was dressed as an American student, likely as a better means of ambushing the unwary. This is probably the effect of an enemy Stand, or perhaps the Mayan deities.” They all turn to look at the cat-goddess, who yawns uncaring, stretches, and curls up for a nap like this doesn’t affect her. The other one left, again, who knows where.
“We did have to fight through the House of the Night, but I’m pretty sure Lady Awilix wasn’t the one causing it,” Brit kid—Darling, that’s right—offers. They’d had to heal a bit, too. Apparently they’d missed a lot in a probably good way, going around the long way. Though Josie would’ve been a great hand (or pair of feet) in a football game. “Though Whisper’s connection to Kukulkan is weaker now that we’re not there, so I can’t be sure.”
“Subtle effects weren’t their style—at least, not of any of the ones we met. But given how Jojo was found, I wouldn’t rule out a weaker servant attempting to collect a sacrifice for power without letting any of the Lords know,” von Stroheim agrees. She’d been a little frosty ever since Josephine got all excited about the fact that both she and Robin were descended from people who knew Grandpa Joseph. Touchy, touchy. “In any case, I must agree with Dr. Kujo’s analysis. Taking the fight to them, at this point, is a sensible course of action.”
And then Papa comes over and hugs her, and it’s all she can do to not start bawling like a little girl. “Jojo, you want to be there for your kid. Look after him, and stop worrying, okay?”
And she’s suddenly panicking, now. “But—don’t you want to get to know him, too?”
He pulls away and smiles at her. “He can wait to hang out with his awesome grandpa. I know you’re worrying, but don’t. Maybe we’ll never be a normal family, and that’s okay. At least you have a better excuse than Joestar-san.” That last part is muttered under his breath and honestly he probably didn’t even mean for her to hear it.
“Oh! I can help!” Uncle Okuyasu exclaims, and while she loves the guy and he’d babysat her and she’d turned out just fine, she suddenly has a foreboding feeling. The kid—Darling-chan—just glances over, and Robin just gives her a thumbs-up.
“He’d probably feel better about being free the second there’s any possible news about this Fitz guy, too,” Buffy considers, polishing Luck & Pluck, and why did they have to pick now of all times to be reasonable about this?
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: The Joestars and the Council discuss next steps.
Word Count: 1085
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
Josie has really, really mixed feelings about leaving her son here, on his own. “He’ll be fine,” Cousin Jotaro insists, but then, he would. Just because he’s really strong...and sure, she’d argued that Joestars are strong, but she gets the feeling he takes more after his grandfather, so he’s a little more sensitive. Only what’s possibly worse is that she doesn’t know that, not for sure, because she’s barely gotten to talk with him. And the nerd had left halfway through that mess. How the hell would he know? He hadn’t seen the utter mess Johan had been, how broken and in pain he’d sounded. And sure, this needs done, but her son needs her, too, and she has yet to be there for him, not in any meaningful sort of way. She wants to be. Sure, the Speedwagon Foundation is here, and they’ll do a good job looking after him just like great-aunt Holly, but that’s not the point.
(Never mind the fact that she doesn’t have a clue of what she’s doing, or how to make it better. Never mind the fact she’s a distracted disaster in the kitchen who will start fifteen things, have two of them come out as edible, and almost burn down the house with the seventh. She can order food, maybe, or they can start a marathon of something, there has to be some kind of pop culture property they’ll have in common—)
“I am not sure about this plan of action, either,” Giles interrupts, and well, now, that’s just making her insecure about her own position, if she’s agreeing with the bloke. (She’s still not sure if a son physically intact and mentally broken is enough to forgive the man for. From the pinched, pained look in his eyes, he has yet to make up his mind on the matter himself.) Maybe it’s a little far, acting like this, but she can be petty with the worst of them.
“The longer we leave the Mask and Arrow in their hands, the more Stand Users and vampires we’ll have to fight.” Cousin Jotaro sounds impatient and kind of like he wants to punch something again. Josephine gets the feeling, but seriously, it sucks leaving Johan behind like this.
“Trying to stay out of this was how this got as far as it had in the first place,” Willow agrees. “I know we’ve been trying to avert the prophecy since the very beginning, but it hasn’t gotten any less vague and given that we’ve just basically managed to make it come true, it’s probably been a trap since the very beginning. And Wolfram & Hart definitely has the resources to make fake prophecies happen, plus that chalice thing.”
It’s a decent enough argument. Actually, Josie had been skeptical since the very beginning, but she hadn’t had experience with prophecies and whatever, and she hadn’t really been too fussed about whether she’d have to do everything herself. Still, they should’ve listened to Johan.
“He knows he has to heal. To get used to fighting blind,” Cousin Jotaro offers. Usually, he wouldn’t attempt to clarify like this. Apparently it’s important. Probably, he’s frustrated that he’s not doing Johan the honor of actually properly getting it across.
“I don’t know what’s wrong! Kakyoin-san showed me how to miniaturize Crazy Diamond, and there’s nothing wrong with his brain, or his optical nerve. It’s just not sending signals, which doesn’t make sense.” Papa’s been working as hard at this as anyone, but seriously, he’d been robbed too, of meeting his grandchild under better circumstances. Both times Johan’s been awake, he’d just happened to have stepped out. He’d yet to have been able to properly greet him and spoil him silly like the awesome grandpa he’d be.
“I haven’t detected anything else myself, but we have actually found bodies of those other than the Speedwagon Agents. One was dressed as an American student, likely as a better means of ambushing the unwary. This is probably the effect of an enemy Stand, or perhaps the Mayan deities.” They all turn to look at the cat-goddess, who yawns uncaring, stretches, and curls up for a nap like this doesn’t affect her. The other one left, again, who knows where.
“We did have to fight through the House of the Night, but I’m pretty sure Lady Awilix wasn’t the one causing it,” Brit kid—Darling, that’s right—offers. They’d had to heal a bit, too. Apparently they’d missed a lot in a probably good way, going around the long way. Though Josie would’ve been a great hand (or pair of feet) in a football game. “Though Whisper’s connection to Kukulkan is weaker now that we’re not there, so I can’t be sure.”
“Subtle effects weren’t their style—at least, not of any of the ones we met. But given how Jojo was found, I wouldn’t rule out a weaker servant attempting to collect a sacrifice for power without letting any of the Lords know,” von Stroheim agrees. She’d been a little frosty ever since Josephine got all excited about the fact that both she and Robin were descended from people who knew Grandpa Joseph. Touchy, touchy. “In any case, I must agree with Dr. Kujo’s analysis. Taking the fight to them, at this point, is a sensible course of action.”
And then Papa comes over and hugs her, and it’s all she can do to not start bawling like a little girl. “Jojo, you want to be there for your kid. Look after him, and stop worrying, okay?”
And she’s suddenly panicking, now. “But—don’t you want to get to know him, too?”
He pulls away and smiles at her. “He can wait to hang out with his awesome grandpa. I know you’re worrying, but don’t. Maybe we’ll never be a normal family, and that’s okay. At least you have a better excuse than Joestar-san.” That last part is muttered under his breath and honestly he probably didn’t even mean for her to hear it.
“Oh! I can help!” Uncle Okuyasu exclaims, and while she loves the guy and he’d babysat her and she’d turned out just fine, she suddenly has a foreboding feeling. The kid—Darling-chan—just glances over, and Robin just gives her a thumbs-up.
“He’d probably feel better about being free the second there’s any possible news about this Fitz guy, too,” Buffy considers, polishing Luck & Pluck, and why did they have to pick now of all times to be reasonable about this?
