[He didn't snap or demand an explanation this time, catching on almost immediately to what Jotaro was doing and why. It was a stupid thing to him, to feel a cold sense of dread twisting in his stomach over something as ordinary as a clock.]
[It's 5:15...that means it's around midnight in Japan. I wonder what my parents are doing.]
[...He'd maintain that he hadn't been afraid to die, and as far as Kakyoin was concerned he hadn't been.If he feared anything in his last moments, it was the thought that he wouldn't be able to maintain Hierophant long enough to break it, or that his message itself simply wouldn't get across. The idea that his friends could all die while only Kakyoin himself knew the secret of The World had been the most terrifying thing he could think of.]
[But after some time in this city and after the reassurance that yes, it was over, everything was fine and they'd managed to win...he fell back on the very human and very normal thought of I don't want to die. What if they couldn't find a way back that had a positive outcome? What if the only way back to Egypt landed him right back in a crushed water tower?]
[Thoughts leaving him distracted from what he was actually doing, Kakyoin didn't realize he'd reached over to take Jotaro's hand again until he'd actually done it.]
[This was...it was undeniable proof that Kakyoin Noriaki was still alive. He was breathing the summer night air of another world--his heart was going perhaps a little faster than it should have, but it was still beating in his chest. Instead of the fading view of dissolving tripwires and a shattered clock, his line of sight was clear and on the one person whose side he'd been at from the start.]
[And whatever it was he meant by that — their future in the city, their future beyond the city, the question of Giorno Giovanna, their memories, something else entirely...
Whatever it was...they'd figure it out. Maybe slowly. Maybe with setbacks. Maybe they'd screw up and hurt each other and have to pick up the pieces in the aftermath.
But they'd figure it out. In the end, they'd figure it out. He was sure about that.]
...And the next time we do this, this'll be my place to stand.
[Kakyoin didn't question specifics, because it didn't matter. As long as they were at each other's side nothing was going to get in their way; not the future, not the past, and not whatever this was right now.]
No matter what happens, this is where I should be. It's where I'm going to stand whether you like it or not, so you had better get used to the idea.
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Date: 2015-08-27 04:48 am (UTC)[He didn't snap or demand an explanation this time, catching on almost immediately to what Jotaro was doing and why. It was a stupid thing to him, to feel a cold sense of dread twisting in his stomach over something as ordinary as a clock.]
[It's 5:15...that means it's around midnight in Japan. I wonder what my parents are doing.]
[...He'd maintain that he hadn't been afraid to die, and as far as Kakyoin was concerned he hadn't been.If he feared anything in his last moments, it was the thought that he wouldn't be able to maintain Hierophant long enough to break it, or that his message itself simply wouldn't get across. The idea that his friends could all die while only Kakyoin himself knew the secret of The World had been the most terrifying thing he could think of.]
[But after some time in this city and after the reassurance that yes, it was over, everything was fine and they'd managed to win...he fell back on the very human and very normal thought of I don't want to die. What if they couldn't find a way back that had a positive outcome? What if the only way back to Egypt landed him right back in a crushed water tower?]
[Thoughts leaving him distracted from what he was actually doing, Kakyoin didn't realize he'd reached over to take Jotaro's hand again until he'd actually done it.]
[This was...it was undeniable proof that Kakyoin Noriaki was still alive. He was breathing the summer night air of another world--his heart was going perhaps a little faster than it should have, but it was still beating in his chest. Instead of the fading view of dissolving tripwires and a shattered clock, his line of sight was clear and on the one person whose side he'd been at from the start.]
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Date: 2015-08-27 05:06 am (UTC)[And whatever it was he meant by that — their future in the city, their future beyond the city, the question of Giorno Giovanna, their memories, something else entirely...
Whatever it was...they'd figure it out. Maybe slowly. Maybe with setbacks. Maybe they'd screw up and hurt each other and have to pick up the pieces in the aftermath.
But they'd figure it out. In the end, they'd figure it out. He was sure about that.]
...And the next time we do this, this'll be my place to stand.
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Date: 2015-08-27 05:13 am (UTC)[Kakyoin didn't question specifics, because it didn't matter. As long as they were at each other's side nothing was going to get in their way; not the future, not the past, and not whatever this was right now.]
No matter what happens, this is where I should be. It's where I'm going to stand whether you like it or not, so you had better get used to the idea.