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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion Chapter 315
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Jotaro isn't impressed.
Word Count: 1313
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
Won’t be the first time.
Garmr’s also handling Giovanna’s questions well. He’s asking a lot of questions about their operations. It’d come off as harmless, get-to-know-your-organization questions if you didn’t know he was searching for that weakness, and Garmr knows it like everyone else, apparently. Probably the reason they picked the guy in the first place. In a case like this, having the first person they encounter be a guy who can keep his cool is a great choice for them.
He apparently hasn’t noticed Josuke’s missing yet. Good. It’d be a pain in the ass if someone caught on this early. Hopefully he can actually find something useful. Jotaro’s hopeful; they’re barely operating according to their own script, never mind being able to ensure anyone else is, either.
Kakyoin, his perfect asshole of a friend, is putting on his absolute best unsettling air, the same thing when he showed off the cherry thing after Rubber Soul. He’s not using Hierophant, but he’s touching everything and just keeps peering in glass dividers and open doorways. Honestly, he’s probably pickpocketed at least one or two things. That, apparently, has gotten to Garmr, just a little, because he’ll actually glare when he notices. Kakyoin just smiles politely, like he’s utterly innocent, and goes on about some artistic shit that doesn’t matter to anyone but the artist.
Well. No. Yare yare, critics exist, and they definitely talk about the same stuff, and sure, okay, technically, it’s not all bullshit, Jotaro gets it, there’s a reason for technical terms in any field, a guy with a PhD is in no position to argue that, but he definitely doesn’t care and he’s pretty sure he’s not the only one. He only really cares about the end result, and even then not every time, but Kakyoin apparently just finds that hilarious, so he doesn’t bother holding back.
And yeah, there goes Brown, asking questions and egging him on, like the egotist needs any help when he’s already naturally hogging the spotlight. With all this going on, no wonder it’s taken Garmr a while to notice Josuke missing. He does, eventually, a slight start and a slightly unnatural gesture as he’s explaining something that probably serves as a warning to security to keep an eye out. He did attempt to make it look natural, though. Jotaro will give him that. Not much else, but it’s something.
Hol Horse, apparently, just is keeping an eye out for the exit, which had been absolutely infuriating with him as an enemy and is actually alternatively hilarious and useful with him as an ally.
Buffy-chan and Rosenberg seem to have caught on, and they’re just as rotten, which works out, since Polnareff couldn’t make it. If there’s a situation where he’s useful, it’s in annoying the enemy. (Sure, he’s selling the guy short, Chariot’s foil is useful in a fight, but making fun is pretty much tradition by now, especially when Polnareff starts something and can’t take any shit in return.) They’d all kind of mastered it, by the end, though obviously it’s more or less effective depending on the person, and as Kakyoin and Giovanna are demonstrating, different techniques work on different people, too. To a lesser extent, Koichi and Hirose are doing it with their own little conversation, though they’re less practiced. Price of being too good of a kid, Jotaro supposes, though he’s got no clue what’s Hirose’s excuse. Von Stroheim seems to be doing the same thing he is, watching and observing, probably trying to pinpoint all the cameras and planning about fifty battle strategies as they walk. Only Giles is actually attempting to retain any amount of polite respect, and he’s getting easily drowned out by the rest of them just doing their thing. Probably explains the whole ‘long-suffering’ attitude he’s got, and Jotaro would maybe pity him a little if it wasn’t quite so funny.
Sadly, when they finally get to the top-suite impressive boardroom, Garmr actually opens the door for them. It’s a shame, really. It’s been a while since Jotaro’s gotten to kick a door down, and he’d actually been kind of looking forward to it. They’d spared no expense here, though Kakyoin’s the guy to ask to estimate the cost. A big fancy marble table, office chairs that somehow aren’t scuffed, patterns on the walls, microphones for all the members, ‘painting’ thin TVs, artwork on the walls. That’s probably gold plating on the artistically shaped lights. Or, well, it’s not, which is even more pathetic, but either way the statement from the interior decoration is real clear. ‘Pay attention to me and be impressed.’ Like hell. And the people facing them? Stuffed suits, though he’s not gonna make the mistake of thinking none of them can fight. One or two, at least, are probably demons or whatever, and even if it’s possible none of them make a habit of fighting doesn’t mean they might not have some pretty devastating abilities.
They seem to be waiting for their entire group to file in. Fair enough, probably shows they’re trying to be polite or whatever, but Jotaro’s patience is hanging by a thread right now and he’s done playing by those rules. “So, you gonna start groveling for your lives or what.”
“Dr. Kujo!” Giles interrupts, scandalized. He’s easily silenced by a glare. He’d had months to handle this thing his way. Pretty rich to be complaining about how it’s handled now.
“Please,” an obaasan pleads—interesting choice of head negotiator, but given that they’d chosen not to go for appearance this time and the deference the others show her, she’d been picked because she has some kind of real power. She comes off as a harmless, sweet old lady, which probably means she’s more cutthroat than anyone else in this room, especially given this kind of burakku kigyō environment. And she’s definitely a better actress than Enya. “You’ve come all this way and signed the Mutual Nonviolence Agreement. Won’t you hear us out?”
Giovanna sits almost immediately, but then, he’s probably thinking of negotiating separately and imposing some pretty hefty fines for not running them off the face of the earth. Buffy-chan grabs the back of one of the chairs a junior lawyer is sitting in and states sweetly, “I think you’re in my seat,” which is a level of petty that even Jotaro finds awe-inspiring. The man only lasts for a few seconds before he’s sweating, stammering out some kind of apology, and jumping out of the seat like it’s on fire. Kakyoin wanders off to go look at the art, which is probably another mind game, and the rest of them sit more or less agreeably. Jotaro sits casually, not blinking as he meets the obaasan’s gaze.
“Fine. Talk.” And yeah, sure, they don’t have a choice. The contract likely saw to that, kinda like one of the D’arby brother’s verbal agreements, but that doesn’t mean Wolfram & Hart has the upper hand, because they’re absolutely coming off like they’re scared shitless.
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Jotaro isn't impressed.
Word Count: 1313
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
Garmr’s not in a rush. They pass a few workers that are just walking around and talking on the phone and printing out papers casually, like this is just a normal day. There’s a single person who doesn’t seem as calm and is quickly rushed out of sight. This doesn’t look like the usual route they’d take, either. Sure, it’s got the typical client-facing stuff, like the carpets and pictures and whatever other crap to try to impress, but it looks a little old. Slightly frayed carpet, less lively plants, that kind of thing. Not too obvious, not something you’d notice if you weren’t looking for it, but once you see one detail, it’s everywhere. They’re trying hard to plaster over the fact that they’re panicked, but they’re panicked, and it’ll only take a little poking for them to give it away.
Won’t be the first time.
Garmr’s also handling Giovanna’s questions well. He’s asking a lot of questions about their operations. It’d come off as harmless, get-to-know-your-organization questions if you didn’t know he was searching for that weakness, and Garmr knows it like everyone else, apparently. Probably the reason they picked the guy in the first place. In a case like this, having the first person they encounter be a guy who can keep his cool is a great choice for them.
He apparently hasn’t noticed Josuke’s missing yet. Good. It’d be a pain in the ass if someone caught on this early. Hopefully he can actually find something useful. Jotaro’s hopeful; they’re barely operating according to their own script, never mind being able to ensure anyone else is, either.
Kakyoin, his perfect asshole of a friend, is putting on his absolute best unsettling air, the same thing when he showed off the cherry thing after Rubber Soul. He’s not using Hierophant, but he’s touching everything and just keeps peering in glass dividers and open doorways. Honestly, he’s probably pickpocketed at least one or two things. That, apparently, has gotten to Garmr, just a little, because he’ll actually glare when he notices. Kakyoin just smiles politely, like he’s utterly innocent, and goes on about some artistic shit that doesn’t matter to anyone but the artist.
Well. No. Yare yare, critics exist, and they definitely talk about the same stuff, and sure, okay, technically, it’s not all bullshit, Jotaro gets it, there’s a reason for technical terms in any field, a guy with a PhD is in no position to argue that, but he definitely doesn’t care and he’s pretty sure he’s not the only one. He only really cares about the end result, and even then not every time, but Kakyoin apparently just finds that hilarious, so he doesn’t bother holding back.
And yeah, there goes Brown, asking questions and egging him on, like the egotist needs any help when he’s already naturally hogging the spotlight. With all this going on, no wonder it’s taken Garmr a while to notice Josuke missing. He does, eventually, a slight start and a slightly unnatural gesture as he’s explaining something that probably serves as a warning to security to keep an eye out. He did attempt to make it look natural, though. Jotaro will give him that. Not much else, but it’s something.
Hol Horse, apparently, just is keeping an eye out for the exit, which had been absolutely infuriating with him as an enemy and is actually alternatively hilarious and useful with him as an ally.
Buffy-chan and Rosenberg seem to have caught on, and they’re just as rotten, which works out, since Polnareff couldn’t make it. If there’s a situation where he’s useful, it’s in annoying the enemy. (Sure, he’s selling the guy short, Chariot’s foil is useful in a fight, but making fun is pretty much tradition by now, especially when Polnareff starts something and can’t take any shit in return.) They’d all kind of mastered it, by the end, though obviously it’s more or less effective depending on the person, and as Kakyoin and Giovanna are demonstrating, different techniques work on different people, too. To a lesser extent, Koichi and Hirose are doing it with their own little conversation, though they’re less practiced. Price of being too good of a kid, Jotaro supposes, though he’s got no clue what’s Hirose’s excuse. Von Stroheim seems to be doing the same thing he is, watching and observing, probably trying to pinpoint all the cameras and planning about fifty battle strategies as they walk. Only Giles is actually attempting to retain any amount of polite respect, and he’s getting easily drowned out by the rest of them just doing their thing. Probably explains the whole ‘long-suffering’ attitude he’s got, and Jotaro would maybe pity him a little if it wasn’t quite so funny.
Sadly, when they finally get to the top-suite impressive boardroom, Garmr actually opens the door for them. It’s a shame, really. It’s been a while since Jotaro’s gotten to kick a door down, and he’d actually been kind of looking forward to it. They’d spared no expense here, though Kakyoin’s the guy to ask to estimate the cost. A big fancy marble table, office chairs that somehow aren’t scuffed, patterns on the walls, microphones for all the members, ‘painting’ thin TVs, artwork on the walls. That’s probably gold plating on the artistically shaped lights. Or, well, it’s not, which is even more pathetic, but either way the statement from the interior decoration is real clear. ‘Pay attention to me and be impressed.’ Like hell. And the people facing them? Stuffed suits, though he’s not gonna make the mistake of thinking none of them can fight. One or two, at least, are probably demons or whatever, and even if it’s possible none of them make a habit of fighting doesn’t mean they might not have some pretty devastating abilities.
They seem to be waiting for their entire group to file in. Fair enough, probably shows they’re trying to be polite or whatever, but Jotaro’s patience is hanging by a thread right now and he’s done playing by those rules. “So, you gonna start groveling for your lives or what.”
“Dr. Kujo!” Giles interrupts, scandalized. He’s easily silenced by a glare. He’d had months to handle this thing his way. Pretty rich to be complaining about how it’s handled now.
“Please,” an obaasan pleads—interesting choice of head negotiator, but given that they’d chosen not to go for appearance this time and the deference the others show her, she’d been picked because she has some kind of real power. She comes off as a harmless, sweet old lady, which probably means she’s more cutthroat than anyone else in this room, especially given this kind of burakku kigyō environment. And she’s definitely a better actress than Enya. “You’ve come all this way and signed the Mutual Nonviolence Agreement. Won’t you hear us out?”
Giovanna sits almost immediately, but then, he’s probably thinking of negotiating separately and imposing some pretty hefty fines for not running them off the face of the earth. Buffy-chan grabs the back of one of the chairs a junior lawyer is sitting in and states sweetly, “I think you’re in my seat,” which is a level of petty that even Jotaro finds awe-inspiring. The man only lasts for a few seconds before he’s sweating, stammering out some kind of apology, and jumping out of the seat like it’s on fire. Kakyoin wanders off to go look at the art, which is probably another mind game, and the rest of them sit more or less agreeably. Jotaro sits casually, not blinking as he meets the obaasan’s gaze.
“Fine. Talk.” And yeah, sure, they don’t have a choice. The contract likely saw to that, kinda like one of the D’arby brother’s verbal agreements, but that doesn’t mean Wolfram & Hart has the upper hand, because they’re absolutely coming off like they’re scared shitless.