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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Hol Horse, Yukako, and Koichi check out one of Wolfram & Hart's leads.
Word Count: 1056
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
It’s enough to make Koichi feel a little nervous, though he’s gotten better at not showing it.
For a late-night pharmacy, it’s really empty. There haven’t even been any regular customers coming by. Of course, they’ve come during the daytime when it’s raining, which would make Koichi put of errands solely so they’re less likely to be interrupted, but even then Koichi would’ve expected one or two people.
“Are you asking paying customers to go away?” Yukako calls out, tone bored in the most menacing way.
She’s walking through the aisles and giving only the barest minimum of attention to the over the counter therapeutic shampoos and other beauty products. She’d probably chosen those aisles because she’d found them minimally more interesting than painkillers and soaps.
“No, it’s just—” He’s eyeing Hol Horse’s gun, and he’s right to be wary. It’s probably the deadliest gun in existence, given that it’s his Stand. One of Giorno’s men, Mista, had asked if they wanted to compete, but it came as no surprise to Koichi that Hol declined, with his “number two” motto. Also, they’re probably not supposed to even have guns here, but if anything goes wrong they’ve always got the Speedwagon Foundation legal team to bail them out, even if they’d really prefer the agents avoid such things instead.
Koichi, meanwhile, is just kind of...standing there.
If necessary, he’ll use Act III to keep the guy from running, but at the moment, he’s just—okay, if you want to make it actually sound good, he’s on standby. But with his stature and face, he pretty much only scares people when he’s mad, and that’s hard when he’s starting to feel a little guilty about this, actually.
Because this wonderful lead of Wolfram & Hart’s that they’re checking out?
He hadn’t even bothered to be belligerent or dismissive. That’s a pretty good way to tick Koichi off, but no, the guy just turned pale and fidgety and just keeps glancing around and pleading in increasingly terrified tones, and the situation is starting to remind him uncomfortably of the tailor. Not that the tailor had been scared until Sheer Heart Attack showed up, but still.
Acqua-san here is acting how the tailor should have been if he was at all aware that him knowing anything put him in danger, and maybe he’s exaggerating it a little bit to get rid of them, but the core, Koichi’s pretty sure, is real. The shopkeeper doesn’t want to die and he’s increasingly concerned that them not leaving is painting a target on his back.
“We’ll leave when you tell us what we need to know,” he interrupts reasonably, but that doesn’t seem to help. Sometimes, he feels like he’s in the wrong job. It doesn’t feel natural trying to do interrogations no matter how often it’s necessary. He’s still not...like, Josuke and Okuyasu were the sorta-delinquents, with Koichi the most normal high school student of the three of them, and they’ve got more honest jobs than he does, these days. At least, they can talk about their work in public, between a police officer and a carer for the elderly, and in contrast he has to come up with some sort of cover story for what he does, and not just because not everyone is supposed to know about Stands.
It’s absolutely not something any of them expected for Okuyasu, but then, maybe he’d had a lot of practice with his dad? The concept is a whole lot weirder than seeing it in person, because Okuyasu’s actually a pretty good listener and more than anything the old folks like to tell their stories, but it becomes weird again the second Koichi’s not actually seeing it in person.
“But I don’t know anything!” The man’s voice rises, but he’s still minding his volume and trying not to draw attention.
“I have a hard time believing that.” Hol Horse is playing with his gun idly. He’s not pointing it at anyone, which is honestly just that little bit more intimidating, at least in Koichi’s opinion, because if he was pointing it at someone, he’d be shooting them. Koichi is still trying to figure out the best use of Echoes here. Act I, probably, since it’s more subtle, but he can’t decide yet if making him feel light-headed or depressed or uneasy would help or make it worse. Maybe he should make him feel more energetic instead?
He finally decides on lively and hits the guy with Act I’s tail, and he perks up just a little, eyeing the rain dripping off the tiles outside like it’s going to reveal Rush just...popping out of the water one last time before continuing, lowering his voice. “All right, I do know one thing—if I knew anything of consequence, I’d be dead. I haven’t done any work with anyone of the name you’re asking, but I will occasionally get clients who do businesses under false fronts, shell companies, stuff like that, and in my business it pays not to ask questions, okay?”
“Hmm.” Yukako’s actually taller than the shopkeeper, and with her personality she kind of looms over him when she finally stalks back, causing Acqua to lean away. “I suppose that makes sense. But you can tell us what you sold, right?”
The man’s breath in shudders a little, but he shakes his head rather than stall for another five minutes, so apparently Echoes actually was useful. “I can’t tell who owns what company, and I’m not giving you my entire client list and orders. I suppose I can give you my real catalog, but it’s not like that will tell you anything.” He marches over to the cash register, scribbles on a pad, and tears it off, returning and handing it gingerly over to Yukako. “Now, please, will you leave? I don’t want to give anyone—not you, not this guy you’re looking for—any reason to think I know anything that might get me killed.”
Hol hums and glances over at Yukako, and, a little shockingly, she nods, which leads the gunslinger to smirk. “Well, thank you kindly. We’ll be hitting the road, now.”
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Hol Horse, Yukako, and Koichi check out one of Wolfram & Hart's leads.
Word Count: 1056
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
“P-please, could you leave?” They’ve reduced a man to stammering and cowering and sending repeated glances toward the glass windows like at any minute they’re going to get jumped.
It’s enough to make Koichi feel a little nervous, though he’s gotten better at not showing it.
For a late-night pharmacy, it’s really empty. There haven’t even been any regular customers coming by. Of course, they’ve come during the daytime when it’s raining, which would make Koichi put of errands solely so they’re less likely to be interrupted, but even then Koichi would’ve expected one or two people.
“Are you asking paying customers to go away?” Yukako calls out, tone bored in the most menacing way.
She’s walking through the aisles and giving only the barest minimum of attention to the over the counter therapeutic shampoos and other beauty products. She’d probably chosen those aisles because she’d found them minimally more interesting than painkillers and soaps.
“No, it’s just—” He’s eyeing Hol Horse’s gun, and he’s right to be wary. It’s probably the deadliest gun in existence, given that it’s his Stand. One of Giorno’s men, Mista, had asked if they wanted to compete, but it came as no surprise to Koichi that Hol declined, with his “number two” motto. Also, they’re probably not supposed to even have guns here, but if anything goes wrong they’ve always got the Speedwagon Foundation legal team to bail them out, even if they’d really prefer the agents avoid such things instead.
Koichi, meanwhile, is just kind of...standing there.
If necessary, he’ll use Act III to keep the guy from running, but at the moment, he’s just—okay, if you want to make it actually sound good, he’s on standby. But with his stature and face, he pretty much only scares people when he’s mad, and that’s hard when he’s starting to feel a little guilty about this, actually.
Because this wonderful lead of Wolfram & Hart’s that they’re checking out?
He hadn’t even bothered to be belligerent or dismissive. That’s a pretty good way to tick Koichi off, but no, the guy just turned pale and fidgety and just keeps glancing around and pleading in increasingly terrified tones, and the situation is starting to remind him uncomfortably of the tailor. Not that the tailor had been scared until Sheer Heart Attack showed up, but still.
Acqua-san here is acting how the tailor should have been if he was at all aware that him knowing anything put him in danger, and maybe he’s exaggerating it a little bit to get rid of them, but the core, Koichi’s pretty sure, is real. The shopkeeper doesn’t want to die and he’s increasingly concerned that them not leaving is painting a target on his back.
“We’ll leave when you tell us what we need to know,” he interrupts reasonably, but that doesn’t seem to help. Sometimes, he feels like he’s in the wrong job. It doesn’t feel natural trying to do interrogations no matter how often it’s necessary. He’s still not...like, Josuke and Okuyasu were the sorta-delinquents, with Koichi the most normal high school student of the three of them, and they’ve got more honest jobs than he does, these days. At least, they can talk about their work in public, between a police officer and a carer for the elderly, and in contrast he has to come up with some sort of cover story for what he does, and not just because not everyone is supposed to know about Stands.
It’s absolutely not something any of them expected for Okuyasu, but then, maybe he’d had a lot of practice with his dad? The concept is a whole lot weirder than seeing it in person, because Okuyasu’s actually a pretty good listener and more than anything the old folks like to tell their stories, but it becomes weird again the second Koichi’s not actually seeing it in person.
“But I don’t know anything!” The man’s voice rises, but he’s still minding his volume and trying not to draw attention.
“I have a hard time believing that.” Hol Horse is playing with his gun idly. He’s not pointing it at anyone, which is honestly just that little bit more intimidating, at least in Koichi’s opinion, because if he was pointing it at someone, he’d be shooting them. Koichi is still trying to figure out the best use of Echoes here. Act I, probably, since it’s more subtle, but he can’t decide yet if making him feel light-headed or depressed or uneasy would help or make it worse. Maybe he should make him feel more energetic instead?
He finally decides on lively and hits the guy with Act I’s tail, and he perks up just a little, eyeing the rain dripping off the tiles outside like it’s going to reveal Rush just...popping out of the water one last time before continuing, lowering his voice. “All right, I do know one thing—if I knew anything of consequence, I’d be dead. I haven’t done any work with anyone of the name you’re asking, but I will occasionally get clients who do businesses under false fronts, shell companies, stuff like that, and in my business it pays not to ask questions, okay?”
“Hmm.” Yukako’s actually taller than the shopkeeper, and with her personality she kind of looms over him when she finally stalks back, causing Acqua to lean away. “I suppose that makes sense. But you can tell us what you sold, right?”
The man’s breath in shudders a little, but he shakes his head rather than stall for another five minutes, so apparently Echoes actually was useful. “I can’t tell who owns what company, and I’m not giving you my entire client list and orders. I suppose I can give you my real catalog, but it’s not like that will tell you anything.” He marches over to the cash register, scribbles on a pad, and tears it off, returning and handing it gingerly over to Yukako. “Now, please, will you leave? I don’t want to give anyone—not you, not this guy you’re looking for—any reason to think I know anything that might get me killed.”
Hol hums and glances over at Yukako, and, a little shockingly, she nods, which leads the gunslinger to smirk. “Well, thank you kindly. We’ll be hitting the road, now.”