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madimpossibledreamerI am allowed to be slightly inaccurate because for Jotaro, this is the past.
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Jotaro and Buffy come up with a plan to deal with the lights.
Word Count: 1210
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
He could contact Josie. She could be useful. An evacuation could be expedited using B3. But Johan needs her right now, and she’s been through too much. They’ve got to try to do some of this on their own. And anyway, the corridors are tight. Not much space to facilitate any sort of rescue, and if they’re going to do this all individually, they might as well not bother.
Santiago is now using one of the chairs as a sort of makeshift shield. The increase in skin blistering says that the light is worse for her than the water. Most of the screaming is coming from outside, though.
“Hey. Brown.” He waits until time’s resumed before he says anything. Just be speaking into the void, otherwise.
“Yes, sir.” It’s weird, having that kind of respect aimed at him, even after all these years. The Speedwagon Foundation did that all the time. At least his personality trained that out of his fellow researchers.
“You’re a Hamon user, right? You could probably heal the humans caught up in this mess.” He’s not going to suggest the guy goes and tries to heal demons. Not that they’re not deserving, but he’d listened to the old man, as much of a pain as that’d been. But when Joseph-jiisan had gone and said things like ‘hamon is the power of the sun’, well, it’s pretty easy to connect the dots and realize that it’d work more like an attack, no matter the intent.
The old woman looks impressed. Whatever, that wasn’t the point. “Garmr, go with him. You know our personnel here.”
Garmr outright growls, and he doesn’t sound particularly human as he does so. Not that that’s a surprise, either. “But, ma’am…”
“That’s an order.” At least Acheron doesn’t take crap.
“I can bring medical equipment using Panzermensch, though it might be a bit outdated,” von Stroheim adds. The fact that she took so long means she’s reluctant, which is fair enough. If circumstances were different, Star would be punching all of them in the face, in some cases twice. But the ass-kicking can wait until they’re not groveling on the ground. Jotaro can wait. He earned a doctorate; he’s got patience, now. No matter what some of the younger Stand Users might think.
Jotaro doesn’t bother waiting on them, though. They’ve got something to do, and they’re not his problem anymore. He’s got two problems, right now—the water, and the light outside. It’s not draining properly, which means only breaking the windows will get the water out, but if they do that, the UV lights will finish the job, so that’s the first priority. And—what the hell.
He turns away, slightly, shielding his eyes with his hat, and letting Star look. Yeah, the light’s blue. At least from what he can see using physical sight. And—yep, there are dots on the ends of the tubes, and they look like they’re pulsing, just slightly. This is creatively diabolical, because he’s pretty sure that’s not just ordinary UV light. No. This creep just had to get clever. That confirms it, though. He’s definitely got some science knowledge. This isn’t like that time a party grabbed the wrong lights, just because they looked pretty and nobody even bothers to read labels. This was absolutely on purpose.
“Hey. Tell your people not to stare at the lights. Get them as far away as you can.” He doesn’t bother to address her by name or turn to look at her, but he does raise his voice so everyone knows. While he’s at it, that is a good thing to warn Josuke about, so he throws his phone to Star—this way’s faster, anyway, and trying to email from a phone is such a hassle.
Kakyoin comes to lean on him, in a way that would have literally anyone else shoved off violently, Hierophant’s web stretching outward and scouting like some sort of cosmic monstrosity. “What’s wrong, Jotaro?”
“That’s medical—or scientific—grade UV lights, not your standard garden UV lights. They’re meant for disinfecting, killing microbial organisms.” They’d used it for disinfecting equipment, on occasion. “Your demon employees will physically burn. Your human ones will experience eye burns and skin burns. It could lean to blindness, if they’re not treated.” He’s blunt, because there’s no point in sugar coating any of it. This is pretty serious. “A few moments of direct exposure are dangerous, but the longer the exposure, the worse it’ll get. You need to make sure they stay away.”
The old woman starts relaying the warning with haste. Josuke’s probably worrying about all the extra work he’s having to deal with, now, but he’s capable enough. He’s already proven that, multiple times over.
And then Buffy-chan comes up on his other side. She looks thoughtful, in a way that makes Jotaro smirk with anticipation, because he knows exactly what that means, because she’s just as much of a menace as they are. “So they’re a royal pain when they’re intact. Any problems happen when you break one?”
“Releases mercury vapor, so you have to be careful when cleaning. Probably less of a direct hazard, though.” For all he knows they’ve got demons who aren’t even affected by mercury, so they can just have them clean it up. Assuming they’re still alive, that is. It’s tempting to get distracted by biology and taxonomy, now’s not the time.
Buffy-chan’s smirking, now, too. And Kakyoin’s looking intrigued. Still a little confused as to why he cares so much about this random girl, but whatever. It’s not like he’s going to bother explaining dreams about something that didn’t actually happen. Kakyoin would just stare and not understand, and it’s nice not having people overreact or be weird in conversations for once. “Jotaro-san, you done with those pens?”
Santiago looks like she’s about to open her mouth. Maybe be judgmental. All while they’re trying to save their lives, yare yare daze. If she doesn’t like their methods, she can just save herself all by herself, then. Fortunately, a glare is enough to shut her up, which is good, because he’d feel slightly bad if he had to yell at her during the middle of all of this.
“All yours.” He hands over the box, and Buffy-chan grins at him, impish, which is definitely a little embarrassing, and unfortunately, Kakyoin’s paying attention. Probably coming to some utterly ridiculous conclusions, too. Yare yare.
He follows to the next hall, where there’s an intact window, slamming the door behind them to keep the water away from the room they’ve cleared. She’s studying the window carefully, like it’s got all the answers. And then she stabs the glass, precision-perfect in pressure and angle, and rips the pen, looking a little worse for wear, right back out, and then one of the lights goes out outside. Like Star Finger, but with water. Nice.
“Pen?” she asks, holding out the box to Star, who takes one, grin wide.
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Jotaro and Buffy come up with a plan to deal with the lights.
Word Count: 1210
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
Jotaro puts away his phone entirely, having halted time, again, yare yare he hates it, to back away from the windows. It’s just a distraction, with all of this, and it sounds like Josuke’s going to be busy for a while, so there’s no real purpose.
He could contact Josie. She could be useful. An evacuation could be expedited using B3. But Johan needs her right now, and she’s been through too much. They’ve got to try to do some of this on their own. And anyway, the corridors are tight. Not much space to facilitate any sort of rescue, and if they’re going to do this all individually, they might as well not bother.
Santiago is now using one of the chairs as a sort of makeshift shield. The increase in skin blistering says that the light is worse for her than the water. Most of the screaming is coming from outside, though.
“Hey. Brown.” He waits until time’s resumed before he says anything. Just be speaking into the void, otherwise.
“Yes, sir.” It’s weird, having that kind of respect aimed at him, even after all these years. The Speedwagon Foundation did that all the time. At least his personality trained that out of his fellow researchers.
“You’re a Hamon user, right? You could probably heal the humans caught up in this mess.” He’s not going to suggest the guy goes and tries to heal demons. Not that they’re not deserving, but he’d listened to the old man, as much of a pain as that’d been. But when Joseph-jiisan had gone and said things like ‘hamon is the power of the sun’, well, it’s pretty easy to connect the dots and realize that it’d work more like an attack, no matter the intent.
The old woman looks impressed. Whatever, that wasn’t the point. “Garmr, go with him. You know our personnel here.”
Garmr outright growls, and he doesn’t sound particularly human as he does so. Not that that’s a surprise, either. “But, ma’am…”
“That’s an order.” At least Acheron doesn’t take crap.
“I can bring medical equipment using Panzermensch, though it might be a bit outdated,” von Stroheim adds. The fact that she took so long means she’s reluctant, which is fair enough. If circumstances were different, Star would be punching all of them in the face, in some cases twice. But the ass-kicking can wait until they’re not groveling on the ground. Jotaro can wait. He earned a doctorate; he’s got patience, now. No matter what some of the younger Stand Users might think.
Jotaro doesn’t bother waiting on them, though. They’ve got something to do, and they’re not his problem anymore. He’s got two problems, right now—the water, and the light outside. It’s not draining properly, which means only breaking the windows will get the water out, but if they do that, the UV lights will finish the job, so that’s the first priority. And—what the hell.
He turns away, slightly, shielding his eyes with his hat, and letting Star look. Yeah, the light’s blue. At least from what he can see using physical sight. And—yep, there are dots on the ends of the tubes, and they look like they’re pulsing, just slightly. This is creatively diabolical, because he’s pretty sure that’s not just ordinary UV light. No. This creep just had to get clever. That confirms it, though. He’s definitely got some science knowledge. This isn’t like that time a party grabbed the wrong lights, just because they looked pretty and nobody even bothers to read labels. This was absolutely on purpose.
“Hey. Tell your people not to stare at the lights. Get them as far away as you can.” He doesn’t bother to address her by name or turn to look at her, but he does raise his voice so everyone knows. While he’s at it, that is a good thing to warn Josuke about, so he throws his phone to Star—this way’s faster, anyway, and trying to email from a phone is such a hassle.
Kakyoin comes to lean on him, in a way that would have literally anyone else shoved off violently, Hierophant’s web stretching outward and scouting like some sort of cosmic monstrosity. “What’s wrong, Jotaro?”
“That’s medical—or scientific—grade UV lights, not your standard garden UV lights. They’re meant for disinfecting, killing microbial organisms.” They’d used it for disinfecting equipment, on occasion. “Your demon employees will physically burn. Your human ones will experience eye burns and skin burns. It could lean to blindness, if they’re not treated.” He’s blunt, because there’s no point in sugar coating any of it. This is pretty serious. “A few moments of direct exposure are dangerous, but the longer the exposure, the worse it’ll get. You need to make sure they stay away.”
The old woman starts relaying the warning with haste. Josuke’s probably worrying about all the extra work he’s having to deal with, now, but he’s capable enough. He’s already proven that, multiple times over.
And then Buffy-chan comes up on his other side. She looks thoughtful, in a way that makes Jotaro smirk with anticipation, because he knows exactly what that means, because she’s just as much of a menace as they are. “So they’re a royal pain when they’re intact. Any problems happen when you break one?”
“Releases mercury vapor, so you have to be careful when cleaning. Probably less of a direct hazard, though.” For all he knows they’ve got demons who aren’t even affected by mercury, so they can just have them clean it up. Assuming they’re still alive, that is. It’s tempting to get distracted by biology and taxonomy, now’s not the time.
Buffy-chan’s smirking, now, too. And Kakyoin’s looking intrigued. Still a little confused as to why he cares so much about this random girl, but whatever. It’s not like he’s going to bother explaining dreams about something that didn’t actually happen. Kakyoin would just stare and not understand, and it’s nice not having people overreact or be weird in conversations for once. “Jotaro-san, you done with those pens?”
Santiago looks like she’s about to open her mouth. Maybe be judgmental. All while they’re trying to save their lives, yare yare daze. If she doesn’t like their methods, she can just save herself all by herself, then. Fortunately, a glare is enough to shut her up, which is good, because he’d feel slightly bad if he had to yell at her during the middle of all of this.
“All yours.” He hands over the box, and Buffy-chan grins at him, impish, which is definitely a little embarrassing, and unfortunately, Kakyoin’s paying attention. Probably coming to some utterly ridiculous conclusions, too. Yare yare.
He follows to the next hall, where there’s an intact window, slamming the door behind them to keep the water away from the room they’ve cleared. She’s studying the window carefully, like it’s got all the answers. And then she stabs the glass, precision-perfect in pressure and angle, and rips the pen, looking a little worse for wear, right back out, and then one of the lights goes out outside. Like Star Finger, but with water. Nice.
“Pen?” she asks, holding out the box to Star, who takes one, grin wide.