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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:07:37 GMT
{{ JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Open Starter
Characters: Joseph Joestar, Lisa Lisa, Caesar Zeppeli.
Open starter, feel free to jump in. }}
The blonde had been travelling along with his friends for a while - well, more like his mentor and a very big annoyance that was following along with them. He breathed in the aromatic scent of the cafe that they were entering into. They had been through a lot these past few weeks - murderous training from Lisa Lisa, along with a few other things. It was time to settle down for a while as they gathered more information on the whereabouts of Kars and the other wannabe immortals.
"This is where we take a stop," Lisa Lisa replied, her tone as cold and composed as usual. She turned her sharp eyes over to the two boys, sighing softly. "Gather as much rest as you can; this will be the last safe stop that we will have until Kars and the others are completely destroyed."
Caesar nodded his head to her in honor and reverence; there are very few he truly respected, but Lisa Lisa, his Hamon teacher, was someone he would always believe in and entrust everything too. She was basically his very own mother in his mind at least, and he would do whatever it took to protect her.
A loud knock will come from the table they were about to sit down at. Joseph Joestar had already pulled out a chair, sitting down in it, and placing his folded arms onto the table. "Oi! Caesar! Why are you lookin' so serious for?" the boisterous man called out, his voice teasing. "If you don't stop this tough-guy act soon, you are going to get wrinkles~ Dirty, dirty old wrinkles. I bet then you wouldn't be such a smash hit with the ladies~"
Caesar's hands clenched at his side, his eyes growing murderous. "What do you mean by that exactly?" he asked, attempting to keep his voice calm. "I doubt anyone would ever date someone as unlikeable as you are. You should just give up on that endeavor, you cretin."
"Cretin? Who are you calling a cretin?!?"
"Boys!" Lisa Lisa states, stepping between the two of them. "I know you have a differing opinion, especially about each other, but now is not the time to start fighting amongst ourselves; once we take down our dangerous enemy, I will let you two have each other all you wish. As for now, however... You need to stop."
The Italian sighed and nodded his head, turning his back on JoJo. "You are right. I apologize, teacher," he replied, bowing formally to the woman.
"I apologize too," Joseph stated, bowing slightly as well. Then again, he is a little bit more condescending than he could have been. He flopped back into his chair from where he had stood before, leaning backwards again. "Oi. Caesar. What are you gonna order, eh?"
Caesar paused at that, giving a quiet smile. As often as they quarreled, they often made up almost immediately. It may have been because of JoJo's odd habits and mannerisms; it could also possibly be the fact that as much as the two wouldn't want to admit it... they truly were friends. "I'm not certain quite yet," he replied. "I could go with a small cup of tea, however."
The two friends continued their banter as their coach watched over them, looking for even the slightest hint of anything that could give away their position - or for anything like a vampire that could cause trouble in the cafe.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:08:05 GMT
It was fairly nicely nice day outside from what the woman could tell. Enough to make her shroud away from the sun's harmful rays more than usual. For one could say she was a true immortal, a vampire. While one may ask themselves why she, a creature of the night, one who relied on the life essence of humans would come out during the blazing heat of day?, Well, the answer was quite simple, Mari was quite different than most of her kind who only saw humans as food and resented them, she viewed humans as friends and just wasn't malicious in any form. Hell, the woman was too nice for her own good, almost seeming more human than vampire majority of the time. Hidden in a deep hood, the ivory features of her face came more slightly into view as she was peering over the selection of goodies inside this cafe.
The Navyette scanned over the glass case filled with different cakes and pastries. A heavy sigh exhaled from her rose colored lips. "Why is this so much harder than finding an ideal blood type?" She groaned. Despite not needing to eat, it didn't mean she couldn't. And the voluptuous beauty had quite the sweet tooth. A gloved digit pressed to her pursed petals, a low growl reviberating from her throat as she tried to make a decision. However, she was ripped from her thoughts at the sound of a booming voice. It was a male, calling out to another. Lightly peering over her own shoulder behind her, Mari's scarlet hues landed on a brunette male with wild hair. Spikes flowing up in a slightly curved fashion. He was a giant of a human, one in great shape at that. He seemed to be arguing with another man who came into sight, a blonde who was just as built as the other. Where they going to fight here? Different scenarios passed through her mind before another woman calmed the two. As she watched, she couldn't help but think about the feeling she was getting from the trio.
They were..Different. Human, but different. But in what way..? It was puzzling. "Huh.." A murmur came from her. Just as she was going to regain her thoughts on the delectable treats behind sealed glass, a sharp pang hit her throat. The feminine nosferatu immediately raised a hand to clench at her neck. No, not here. Not now. A different kind of hunger began to itch at her, causing throat to become dry and tighten. It was a now mild uncomfortability, but one still enough to bug. The host of the cafe rose a single brow at her, leaning over to see the partially cowered woman in front of the case. "Hey lady! Are you okay? You look in pain or something-" the male called out.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:08:23 GMT
Caesar finally made up his mind, placing his order and placing the money on the counter for the cashier. It was a good thing that it was so quiet tonight; it gave the three a chance to be able to relax and regroup. Hopefully, it meant that there were no dangers here that would cause harm to either themselves or to the populace that may be inside the small area. It would also be harder to fight against the vampires in such a cramped space - the dangers of the vampires aside, there was also the problem of natural Hamon such as the type these three wielded could be dangerous and fatal to normal humans as well - those without training or those without the chance for the gift.
The thoughts continued to prey on his thoughts as he kept his senses outward, trying to sense whatever kind of danger he could. It seemed though that it was hopeless for him to do; there was nothing evil here, nothing that could cause them harm... but it was still too hard to not try to think about it.
"Caesar, breathe for a while. We are already on a run for our lives; relaxing for a few hours won't kill you. Lisa Lisa and I will keep an eye out for everything; it's time for you to breathe. You won't be able to fight properly if you are already ragged before we start," JoJo stated, bumping his shoulder against the blonde's.
"...I don't need you telling me that," he stated, breathing in as he took in JoJo's intensity. JoJo was more the one he was worried about than himself. JoJo and the rest of the innocents around. And of course Lisa Lisa, but she could easily handle herself. After all... JoJo was the one who could easily die in less than another fortnight. All of them could, but if JoJo couldn't find and beat Wamuu and Edisisi, he was numbered even if they defeated Kars.
He looked away again, his eyes roaming around the room. Suddenly, his eyes locked on a woman's and he gasped. He looked back behind him, and surely, Lisa Lisa was still placing her order. Turning back to look at the girl, he gave a self-confident smile himself, walking over to her.
"Ah, Signorita, what a pleasure to meet you," he replied, bowing softly. "I am Caesar; might I have the name of this angel before me?"
Almost immediately, however, he could sense the danger rolling in waves off of her, danger that he knew would not be well should she lose control and snap.
"Signorita," he stated, raising his voice a little so the people in the restaurant would think that they were together. "I do believe that you left something in the car. Come along, now, we need to go and retrieve it."
The first move he should have made was to attack her, but nothing good would come of it if he completely disregarded everything there was about the safety of the populace in the area. No.. The best thing to do would be to gather her and clear her from this place, in a means of keeping her from causing danger to others.
"JoJo! Lisa Lisa! Will you watch over the meal for us?" he asked, including the girl in his words as a means of attempting to keep the charade going.
"HeHo, Caesar~" Joseph called out, saluting him deftly.
Naturally, the knucklehead had no real idea about what was going on.. Maybe, just maybe, that was a good thing.
"Onwards we go then," he told the vampire, slowly ushering her out.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:08:35 GMT
As the cafe host somewhat caused a scene by calling out to her, the woman stood up straight, waving her free hand at him. "Oh n-no, I'm okay! Really. Just allergies, that cough ya know!" She only wished it was that, no, no. She NEEDED to get out of here. She couldn't and didn't want to hurt anyone here. That was the last thing that came to mind. Glancing around, she was curious if anyone else saw what was going on.
Crimson hues met with contrasting verdant green ones.
It was the blonde male she just saw in that group. The one that she could sense was off. Figures out of any of the humans here, one of them would notice.
Okay, okay. Just gotta leave. Head back to the hotel room is all. Lock yourself in there for awhile. It'll be okay.
"I'm sorry if I've caused any trou-" She had a worried look before an Italian accent called out nearby to her, complimenting her actually. Peeking over her shoulder, it was the blonde who made himself known as Caesar.
Sweating began more and more as she attempted to back away from him, but judging by the now morphed expression on his face and change in tone, he knew something was up with her.
Now she waved her hands up to him too. "A-Ah, no! It's okay, I don't need it!" She tried to argue while playing along. Yet he insisted by escorting her out. She kept the same hand on her throat.
More, primal instincts wanted nothing more but to R I P his throat out. But as a person and former human, that's N O T who she was at all. She wouldn't allow it.
Even if she could hear the pounding of his heart pumping and the blood rushing through his veins.
She needed to get away from him, for his sake and for hers.
"P-Please! You don't understand, I need to leave from here!" She pleaded to him once outside, gaze avoiding his from under her hood.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:08:54 GMT
[~Caesar Zeppeli~]
As soon as they were out of the cafe and towards the street, he took her somewhere secluded, summoning up his Hamon in case he needed it. She will now find that if she tried to touch him, his quick reflexes would more than certainly be enough to send waves of Hamon rippling through her body, perhaps even destroying it from the inside out.
He knew what she was, and his suspicions were only continued to be grow more and more confirmed the further they had walked. Crimson hues of bloodlust. Hands clenching the throat of thirst... But there was more to her than met the eye; if she were one of the vampires that were similar to DIO or the PillarMen, she would have attacked those innocent humans without even a second thought. If anything...
She reminded him much of Straizo, an old, family friend of his grandfather's. He hadn't had the pleasure of meeting him properly, but he did know that the man had succumbed to the power of the mask, as had many others who were frightened of allowing their souls to fade away into the dark pits of death, of who were afraid of seeing the day that they struggled so hard with keeping bright slowly fade away into the twilight.
Green orbs continued to search her own, realizing that in this condition, there was very little he could do for her. He couldn't offer to her his own blood, nor could he allow anyone to become a sacrifice to a vampire. Definitely not to a vampire.
Clenching his fist, he took a more direct approach, and that was to simply fill the area they were in with Hamon filled bubbles - bubbles that would immediately cause harm to her should they pop and allow the power of Light to land upon her. After all.. Hamon was the very breath of the wind, the very heart of the sun which burned the spirits of the undead without even a second's worth of hesitation. Not even the great Pillarmen or DIO himself were immune to the power!
Moving deftly on his feet, the man leaped a few meters back, crossing his arms across his chest, bandana flowing behind him in the slight breeze that had attempted to pick up.
"I understand perfectly, Vampire," he stated, his tone even. The hints of his Italian accent can still be picked up, though his demeanor was no where near the flirty attitude Caesar normally adapted.. Now, it was nothing more than the sounds of a Hunter that had cornered his prey.
He wasn't going to let her go - he was far from planning to do that. What he could do, however, was gather information before he ended up destroying what remained of her pitiful life.
"Tell me where they are."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:09:07 GMT
♤ BENEVOLENT DRACULINA ♤
As she was being led away by this blonde stranger, Mar was feeling quite the cocktail of emotions.
T H I R S T. F E A R. A N X I E T Y.
It made her wanna bolt away from him, yet also at him. She couldn't. She can't. She won't.
That is not who she is.
Or is it? Deep down?
Hues flickered to the around translucent orbs that now surrounded them. Each one idly floated, as if waiting for a moment to strike. The sight alone was enough to bother her, since the bubbles reflected and held light inside them. Her clothing kept her safe from the light of the sun, but these bubbles? This had to be magic of sorts. And at this range, the vampire wouldn't risk it.
The tightness in her throat, began to shift to a burning sensation. Only resulting in her grip to tighten followed by a heavy dry cough.
This isn't good. No. Not at all.
Suddenly, the male put distance between the two. Which was good. It allowed her to relax just a tad easier. He had completely changed, demeanor now a 180 to the flirtatious and kind attitude he showed earlier. His words only proved this, he knew what she was. Her kind.
Letting a low whine, she hunched over a bit, still avoiding his gaze, as cold as it may be now.
"I don't..Know what you're talking about. Who -they- even is.. I-I just want to go home. Please- I don't wanna hurt anyone."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:09:22 GMT
Caesar watched her from his distance, his stance relaxed, yet ready and poised for an attack should he need to do so at any moment. He could not trust this bloodsucker; there were already far too many bad ones for him to give even one a positive wrap, at least from the very beginning. The fact that she was in the middle of a bloodlust attack made her even more dangerous - even if she was willing to be dragged away from people.
Watching the bubbles that had been weaved from his scarf of many colors, the Italian remained quiet, allowing her to speak until she was finished. Orbs had turned even more deadly since he had approached her and understood exactly who she was; after all... one wrong move and anyone could become tormented by the being who arose.
"Them. The Pillarmen. Kars. Wamuu. Esidisi. Santana." He paused for a moment, narrowing her eyes. The demon was long since dead, killed by Jonathan Joestar, a close friend of his late grandfather, William Anthonio Zeppeli. His voice lowered yet another smooth octave as he whispered the last name, a name that was stated so softly that it might not even have been real. A name that was the lowest of all scum.
"Dio Brando."
The man that had taken the Mask that had claimed so many lives, that had entered into the world of vampirism for his own gain of his own free will.. A being that would never again destroy the face of this world.
"You are going nowhere, Vampire. As soon as you answer my questions..." The bubbles humming with sun energy seemed to come ever closer to her, sparking with their deadly power, "I apologize, Signorita, but you are far too dangerous to allow to remain out on the streets. If you mean what you state about not wishing to cause anyone any harm..."
The Italian looked away softly, a sigh escaping his lips in a soft huff, "I will have no choice... but to discard your life."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:09:33 GMT
♤ BENEVOLENT DRACULINA ♤
As he spoke, the names dropped meant nothing to her. Where these other vampires? Pillarmen? Was that the name for some kind of gang? It didn't make sense, yet from the looks of it, he must have assumed due to the fact that she was a vampire as well.
As the bubbles began to move in, electric sparks began to flew. There was nothing she could do, run or hide due to the range.
An urgency to try and talk her way out of it rose.
"H-Hey! Don't please! I will tell you anything you want to know! But I do not know those people you named at all! I'm not even from here! I'm from a small town in Japan, I was a human just like you and everyone else in that café. A pureblood tricked and turned me! I've fled from that place and been on the run since!"
As the edged more to her, she would fall back onto her bottom, meeting the floor yet still having a hand anchored to her throat and optics locked on him.
Thoughts kept racing more vigorously, causing more emotions to build up. If anything, one would think their roles would be reversed. Yet here was a human cornering her, another vampire would definitely call it pathetic. She could feel tears emerging, stinging her eyes as she finally cried out.
"Hell! I don't even want to be what I am now! I never wanted to be! I just want to be normal again!"
The tears that did form, ran down pale cheeks, which were barely visible with her hood.
"I don't want to die as this bloodthirsty monster! If I die, I want it to be as a human! A human again like I was..Just. Please..I'll talk..If promise.."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:09:45 GMT
[~Caesar Zeppeli~]
Caesar turned his gaze back towards her, orbs dancing with the refracting light of his bubbles that danced around them. These creatures of the night were all negative beings that had caused nothing but trouble since day one; how was he to be certain that she was indeed what she said she was? That she truly didn't know who the Pillarmen were? It seemed a little to inconvenient to be true, at least on her part.
"You haven't heard even a single story along your... brethern?" he asks, attempting to keep his Italian tone still polite and calm, regardless of his irritation and his wish to want to do nothing but destroy the woman in front of him. She was a vampire! A bane of existence! Even if she was calm now, she could easily become a menace to all of society!
Then, she is saying the words that he wanted to hear, hears her babbling about wanting to save her life and could talk about everything that mattered that they might need to know. Perhaps, even if she didn't have any information on Kars and his group, she could give them more information, information that could greatly increase their chances of saving Joseph before the rings around his throat and heart collapsed, turning his heart into poison.
"A human like the rest of us?" he asks, shaking his head. "That is what all vampires once were, save perhaps the ancient souls that I am trying to find information on, Signorita."
But her pleading has done something, and that was to appeal to the more humane side in Caesar. Would his grandfather, Anthonio, or his father that left his children to try to stop the Pillarmen and find the stone mask wish for him to turn his back on a woman who was clearly begging for his help? Clearly begging to be transformed back into a being she hadn't been in so long?
What was the correct course in action here? Should he kill her, make it so there was one less Vampire to cause havoc... or spare her and try to figure out how to create her dream and make her a human again.
He was a certified killer, someone who had perfected everything in order to get rid of vampires... and yet here he was, contemplating to assist one of them.
Beginning to lift his hand, an 'I'm sorry, Signorita,' caught in his lips, he stopped before shooting his Hamon and the bubbles towards her.
Tears?
Vampires didn't cry.. Vampires didn't cry, and they certainly didn't beg to be turned back into a human being.
Believing he was going to regret this decision later, he lowers his hand after a few more moments of internal debate with himself.. dropping all of the bubbles from sight.
"... I will help you," he stated quietly, flashing his emerald eyes towards her, "however, I swear to you this. Should you dare to cross us, I, Caesar Zeppeli, will destroy you wherever you might stand."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:09:59 GMT
♤ BENEVOLENT DRACULINA ♤
"Brethren?? No, not at all! I don't have any siblings..Or really anyone I'm close to for that matter." Pools of scarlet kept away from his verdant ones.
This was her lost shot, her last bet at life to try and become normal again. She hated it. Hated this. If she would be fated to die. It would be as a human. Not like this.
It seemed however as she spoke to him, pleaded and told the truth, that perhaps the male was reconsidering things. It didn't have to be this way, and she wanted to prove that. She isn't like the others, and refused to be grouped with them.
"Yes..Once they were human. I WAS human. And I'd give anything to get that back."
But even with the words spoken, he seemed stone cold with his choice, bringing his hand up to launch the hamon filled bubbles at her. The vampire flinched and tucked her head in, hopefully at least now, her death would be quick.
But nothing happened. Taking a faux exhale, she peeked up to see all the bubbles gone. Just him.
He was letting her live! And even wanted to help her! The last part she didn't even expect. "You..Want to help me? Really..?"
She could hardly believe this..Kindness..
But in return, the least she could do was help him and his companions.
"You have my word..Caesar. Cross my heart and hope to die, you may end my life."
Out of the corner of her eye, the sun was still blaring. But lucklily, there was a small section of shade from the other building. Coming to her feet, and scooting into the cool darkness. Onyx hands cloaked by gloves reached up to pull the top of her hood back slightly, now revealing as rather beautiful ivory visage with deep navy locks that framed her face. The ruby orbs finally being shown as she flashed him as fanged grin before her introduction. "The name is Mari Sinnett, it's a pleasure!"
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:10:14 GMT
He crosses his arms as he listened to her words. It seemed that they weren't the only ones on a mission that was one filled with nothing but isolation. He could only imagine how difficult it was on this being to have to remain alone at any given time; it must have been excruitatingly painful for her. Regardless, he wasn't allowed to summon up emotions of pity for a vampire; not quite yet. There were still things that needed to be done, still things that needed to be understood. If this born vampire couldn't help them find Kars and the other Pillarmen... there was a chance that Joseph would die afterall.
No, Caesar, stop thinking that. Joesph was too stubborn to die to begin with; on top of that, they now had an extremely useful ally, someone that would manage to take the world by storm if they needed her to do so.
Green gaze focuses on her more, shaking his head slightly. His father, nor his grandfather, would want him to kill an innocent, not if she was truly not someone that caused harm to anyone. Don't get him wrong, Vampire, this isn't for you. It's for his family's sake.
"I see," he stated softly. There it was again; the over exceeding kindness that truly made him weak in his heart. If he had actually came up against a true villain, he would easily be able to battle them with all of his spirit flaming through, but someone who was truly sobbing and attempting to make it so that he didn't kill her? Someone that wasn't seeming to try to not battle them for her own gain? There was something more going on than met the eye, and he couldn't bring himself to just... end her.
If she had decided to attack, he had left himself somewhat wide open. Certainly, he could still use his bubbles and other Hamon filled attacks, but the bubbles would take more time to organize.. and he was out here with her alone. JoJo and Lisa Lisa wouldn't even know, wouldn't have even considered coming out here after them. After all, flirting with women was something Caesar was known for; if anything, it might have just been a 'quick date' for him.
"Signorita, if I wished to kill you, you would be dead," he stated, his tone turning slightly into one of jest, slight smile curling up at his lips. It was probably the validation and truth of that entire statement that would make anyone feel uncomfortable to have heard it. He could have destroyed her immediately, without even a sense of hesitation, if he had viewed her as a threat. Luckily for her... he hadn't.
He crosses his arms, shaking his head slightly. Blonde locks gleam in the brief sunlight that seemed to glint through the darkened alleyway. Even his scarf seemed to glow within the rays of the heavenly light. "Good." The final statement causes a legitimate smile to pass his lips, shaking his head slightly. "Just remember those words; whether I am able to achieve your dreams of becoming human again or not.. cross me, and your life will be the forfeit."
Offering a hand to help her up, he helped lead her to the shade, standing in front of her at an angle to block more of the rays that would cause her more ill than good. He took a look at the woman; she truly was beautiful, even if it was due to the vampiric blood that ran through her veins. A sense of overwhelming predatorial danger rolled off of her in waves, but underneath that, he could sense something different as well, something that set her apart from the Pillarmen, and any of the other Vampires they had faced along the way.
She had a gentleness about her that none of the others did, a sense of calm, and a sense of longing. It seemed that she truly was what she had stated herself to be.. and that Caesar had made the correct choice in being willing to help spare her from the instant death he was going to throw her way.
Sigh escapes Italian lips, the breath seeming more calming by his accent. "Signorita Mari, then," he stated, offering only a slight bow of his head. He would offer a fullbody one, but the fact he was blocking the sun prevented him from doing such a measure. "My name is Caesar. Caesar Zeppeli. I am traveling with my friends; Joseph Joestar and Lisa Lisa, my master."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:10:26 GMT
♤ BENEVOLENT DRACULINA ♤
Here she was, after so long finally making some sort of connection to something that wasn't some kind of animal with no means of communication. It was nice to have someone to talk to. Despite the two barely meeting and him allowing her to live, in which she was thankful for.
Her head lightly nodded to his remark about killing her. It was true. He had her pinned there, and like a fool, her only means for retaliation was resting back at the hotel she resided in while staying here. She should have known better than to keep it on her at all times.
As her hues met his once more, she began to rub one arm with a gloved hand lightly. A partial nervous tendency. "Already have them etched into my mind." Dream of becoming human..Yes. it was all true. While she wished to be human, the thought of her past following her even there frightened her. But it was a chance the navyette was more than willing to take.
His gestures were more than kind, causing a small smile on her lips as he acted as a guard to the sun. For as long as she could remember, her personality was the same, even as a human. Only her appearance and abilities changing. Why she remained different from some vampires was a mystery. Perhaps it was all because of Zero.
The Italian's words caught her attention now, drawing her out of previous thoughts as she peered at him. The small bowl caused her to eye the sun carefully now before returning back to him. "Caesar Zeppeli..What a name, I've never heard of such a thing. But it's fine nice one. Oh? You mean the loud spiky man?" Her fingers rose to gesture upwards like his hair. "And that pretty lady. They seem nice..What are the three of you even doing here?" Voice inquired at him.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:10:35 GMT
Caesar waited for her questions to be asked, his eyes still wary though he was clearly not making another move towards her in the manner of attacking. He had made a vow to her that as long as she did not mean any innocents harm, he wouldn't move a hand towards her. He meant that; despite what many thought of him as, he was actually quite chivalrous, after all.
Sighing softly, he shook his head once. "That is a matter that we should not truly speak of, not out in ze open where anyone can find us," he states softly, his tone dropping into a whisper. "Once we can get you back to ze restaurant, or somewhere safe, we can discuss this more."
He laughed a little, straightening himself up as he began to speak of his friends instead, hopefully deterring any unwanted attention from their conversation, his voice raising. It was a good thing that their confrontation had occurred in a very secluded area; otherwise, they would have summoned plenty of onlookers. After all, his powers weren't normal - neither was yelling at someone for being a vampire.
"I am an Italian, Signorita. That is why my name sounds so strange." After all, there didn't seem to be many of the Italian race here; not that it was a bad thing. Fidgeting slightly with his scarf, making certain it was secure and ready for the next onslaught of Hamon should he need it, rubbing more soap on it from the little compartment in his gloves, he kept listening to the other.
"Si, Signorita. Joseph Joestar is quite the loudmouth. You will grow accustomed to his mannerisms, I assure you. Before this journey began, we did not even consider ourselves even remotely friends. Now, we are like brothers. Lisa Lisa is our teacher, as stated before. Do not allow her pretty looks to fool you, Mari."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:10:47 GMT
 ? BENEVOLENT DRACULINA ? Listening to his reluctance on speaking to her here about the reasoning for the group being here made her eyes widen slightly. "Ah, yes, of course. You have a point." Her voice level with his in the whisper, hues peeking around for anyone who may look like they had heard. "I have my place at the hotel, it would be safe and just us four. Your enemies..They wouldn't know about me. It would be fine." Now her eyes locked to him, she knew it came off as sudden, and yeah, she wasn't even sure if he would trust her. But unless he had another idea, it was their best bet. He appeared to be changing the topic on purpose, taking the hint, she rose lightly, hands reaching up to pull the hood back over her, protecting delicate skin from the sun. "Strange isn't the word I would use..More..Unique is all." Dame flashed a grin at him. However now, she watched him prep himself again for presumably that bubble thing. "What is that?" Gloved digit pointed to the substance now on his scarf that he was rubbing gingerly into. "Now that's a weird name." She retorted to the name of the other male. "He seems really..Out there. I could see how heads would have clashed between you two." Yet she grinned at the part of them growing stronger with their relationship. "She taught you how to do what you just did with the bubbles?" Same fingers drew little circles in the air, gesturing the bubbles in a mildly comical fashion.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:10:58 GMT
Caesar frowned as he heard the offer, a soft smile starting to cross upon his face. If she was scared of simply him alone, just think what would happen if she were surrounded by three people who could use Hamon and harness the power of the Sun. She would have no where to turn, no where to go, and they wouldn't be too easily trapped in that small of a space. Taking a breath, he considered all of the positives and negatives that could come along with this before making his decision. "I shall bring it up with my Teacher. Should she trust you enough to make this work, then we will follow your offer." After all, if he was going to attempt to save her, it would be far better to do it properly, right? She would deserve to know everything that was going on, including who they were hunting. If everything worked out... perhaps the Pillarmen would even know how to revert her back to her usual human state, and that would solve all of their problems in one fell swoop together.
Noticing her catching the hint and moving the topic towards his friends as well, he offered a hand, assisting her in standing. "Unique is a good way to put it," he states, a fellow smile crossing his features. It was odd to speak with a vampire - an enemy - so casually, so normally. Could it be that he could be friends with one of the creatures of the night?
"I created this technique myself," he states. "This is soap; it covers my scarf, my gloves, all of my clothes in all honesty. When I use my Hamon..." He gestured slightly towards her and the air around her.
Basically what occurred before would happen again, whenever he would need it too. He had other techniques as well, but this was the most deadly of them, at least until he finished tweaking with the new ability he had been cooking up for a few months. Too bad it wasn't working as well as he wanted it too right now.
"She did not teach me about the bubbles, Signorita, but she did teach me how to utilize my Hamon better. I was born with ze skill. It is quite useful." As she could attest, especially with the history his family has.
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? BENEVOLENT DRACULINA