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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:24:26 GMT
It's been.... Years, since that day.
The day that Italian man broke the news to him.
Asche had gone to Hades after that. He searched every prinny instructor in that damned place-- even the renowned Tyrant Valvatorez, who you can believe gave him hell after the whole fiasco.
At any rate, though, it seemed he was too late.
He wasn't in Hades. That could only mean that he wasn't dead, or that he was already bought off by another demon before Asche could set sights on his batch. Honestly, the rabbit would rather not let the latter thought dwell, so he shakes it off the best he can whenever it comes.
He instead.... Focuses most on searching the human world continent known as Italy. Joseph seemed to enjoy the place when he was there, and that's where they met. He has remained here, searching for clues to known the truth.
The closest he's gotten so far is to hear about a human boy with a star birthmark.... He recalls Joseph having that, too, so he's been tailing that boy ever since he found him.
A peculiar looking gang is where he leads, and as now Asche stands outside of one of their meet places, he can help but wonder if that individual can help him at all.
"Getting help from a human... Fuck my life."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:24:57 GMT
Italy! The land where the gansters roamed freely, and a certain demon had found himself in a bit of a crisis. Here we meet our central members of the Passionne Gang, a gang that was a group of mongrels with powerful abilities - abilities known as Stands!
A current member of the Joestar / Brando line is the one standing proudly at the side of the street, walking along with several of his companions. One in particular will be standing out to Asche; a tall, former ex-policeman with white locks, and a seemingly deplorable manner.
Though all of the members were useful for the blood of Joestar, there was still much that needed to be seen, and much that needed to be asked in order for the demon to find out exactly what he wished for.
"OI!" A small boy shouted out to the seeming leader of their group. "I don't want to do any of this studyin'. Tell Fugo to go and bug someone else for once!"
"Narancia..." Bruno sighs, shaking his head. Of course, he was the mother of the group, and naturally, he was the one that had to listen to all of the extra complaints. "You need to continue your studies. You are still young ennough you can continue to learn."
At least Asche knew some of the names of the group, and he probably had a chance to pick up on the others in his time of tracking Giorno Giovanna and listening to their conversations. If he wished to speak up... now would be the perfect time to do so.
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:25:07 GMT
Urk.... The smaller boy's voice makes his ears ring. This is what they all had to deal with? He never did like kids. He was never good with them-- always figured they'd tug on his ears and ask too many questions about his physical form that he'd snap at them, being as easily annoyed as he was.
Then again, everyone in that gang looks relatively young, though. Even the boy he's tracking is a kid, even if he doesn't act like one.
Only two real, human adults are with them. He caught a glance at one of them-- weird looking guy with long, spiked up hair, and and he just heard the others voice.
Oddly, he sounds more like a mom than his own mother did. It's the most strange thing he's ever heard. It almost makes him feel...
-- No time to think on that. Focus.
He's got work to do now.
It didn't matter what kind of people were in there. Gangs were organized for money. Asche came prepared-- given, it's not human money, but if he can convince them that it's still worth something, he might get a second to talk to that boy. If he needs to pay at all, anyways.
There are things he's curious about. Things he believes only he can answer.
So, without further ado, hind paws quick as they ever were, he he leaps over the heads of the entire group. If he can convince them he's a threat at first, then maybe that will allow the blonde kid to show his power-- that Joestar potential. If he managed to get that, then he could proceed. Just a little more proof is needed, and if he,s been right along along, be can proceed.
So, once he lands, he spins around, grinning like a madman at the lot of them and bring both sets of sharpened nails, rabbit legs stiff and ears perked high. This is usually what he did to frighten normal humans, if the beast features didn't do just the trick. Just an additional touch of offensive flare, and he'll be able to make the perfect approach.
He lowers his voice to a hazed growl, chuckling.
"Found you."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:25:18 GMT
The entire group was still bickering amongst themselves, Narancia screeching about not wanting Fugo to teach him, Giorno casually keeping an eye on everything around them. Behind them is Mista, polishing his gun as he talks to number 5 of the Sex Pistols that he carried around. All in all, the Passione Gang wasn't necessarily that frightening at first glance, simply a motley crew of various ages doing random things. Most of them still acting quite childish although that was not a part of their job description.
Giorno is about to open his mouth to ask Bruno a question, a very important question that referred to certain aspects of their current mission when it came to finding and defeating those that were trying to cause the daughter of the Boss harm. But now...
Everyone will be turning their attention to the newcomer who seemed to stand in their midst, none of them being able to determine whether the beast was friend or foe. There were too many issues that would come from attacking far too soon at this juncture, and they needed to be careful, had to make certain that everything was not as it had originally seemed to be.
All they noticed was a small creature, a strange creature, that seemed to have a horrible sense of humor. All the same, none of them would be able to take it easy, not with Mr. President and Trish hiding close by. For all they knew, this rabbit was part of the ones that were trying to come after the girl... and they had been given the order to protect her.
"Buccellati!" Giorno called out, his tone still soft and non-panicked. Although he was easily the youngest of the group, he and Bruno were the core of the leadership of the small gang, the ones that everyone listened too no matter what the danger was.
Fugo slowly started backing away, seeming to be going to run and hide. Instead of hiding, however, he will be touching the shell of the tortoise that held Trish, disappearing into the confines of the small room trapped inside it. There was now one person who could protect Trish should worst come to worst. His energy was not well used in the populated area that they were close too; if anything... it was far too dangerous to attempt it. He could have killed someone, perhaps even his own Gang Mates.
Narancia will also be backing up, not exactly directly to the turtle, but enough to get in the way of it should Asche truly be one of the monsters going after the girl. He had made a promise to protect her at all costs, and that was what he was going to do.
Mista continued polishing his gun, his sharp eyes remaining on Asche. It was clear that whatever bullets had been out of the encasement of the firearm were now back inside the chamber of the weapon, and any wrong move would cause Asche to be shot by the super quick movements of the fast shot.
"Yes, Giorno?" Buccellati responded, keeping his eyes on the being that had became involved with the great Gang.
"I believe we have a visitor. Should we see him outside so the others can continue their reprieve?"
Bruno understood what was meant in an instant. "Sticky Fingers!" he shouts out, a pose coming to him as naturally as breathing. The Stand will rise from the very shadow of the mother-figure of the group, a zipper appearing beneath Giorno, Mista, Asche, and Bruno, sending them to a location outside of the small room they had been in.
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