[Kakyoin quickly turned around under the pretense of looking over the recipe Hierophant was holding the book open to, hiding what felt like a look of uncertainty he couldn't quite describe.]
[His own parents weren't here and probably never would be at this rate. And it wasn't as though he felt like he didn't belong with the others in this house, not anymore. But it...wasn't the same, was it? It wasn't wrong, but it didn't feel right.]
['I want to feel like I can belong somewhere more than just 'Jotaro's family is like my own'. Because no matter what, it won't be--I'm always going to be a Kakyoin, without a bloodline's legacy hanging over my head like his or like yours.']
[The only 'family' he had here was built on two sides of wishful thinking and some crossed universe Kakyoin had told as few people as possible about. So there was some odd kind of twisting sensation in his chest when Joseph said that--it was something he understood, being stuck as a peripheral to a family that was in ridiculous abundance here.]
Caesar's more significant to me than you realize. You asked for my help, and I won't disappoint-
Let's see...if you want to start getting the ingredients together with Hierophant, I can take care of the oven and find something to put everything in.
[...he wasn't saying he didn't trust Joseph near fire, but his Stand helpfully offered the recipe to Joseph regardless.]
[LOOK, HE ONLY SET HIMSELF ON FIRE THAT ONE TIME AND TECHNICALLY, THAT HADN'T HAPPENED YET FROM HIS PERSPECTIVE.]
[...But you know, that's probably fair and Joseph doesn't take any notice of any particular reasoning behind the assignment of tasks. He just looks at the recipe when it's offered to him.]
We got this, right, Hierophant? [Hey, he's a silent Stand, but that's not going to stop Joseph from chattering at him anyway. He motions for Hierophant to follow him.] C'mon, fridge first.
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Date: 2016-05-16 12:24 am (UTC)[Kakyoin quickly turned around under the pretense of looking over the recipe Hierophant was holding the book open to, hiding what felt like a look of uncertainty he couldn't quite describe.]
[His own parents weren't here and probably never would be at this rate. And it wasn't as though he felt like he didn't belong with the others in this house, not anymore. But it...wasn't the same, was it? It wasn't wrong, but it didn't feel right.]
['I want to feel like I can belong somewhere more than just 'Jotaro's family is like my own'. Because no matter what, it won't be--I'm always going to be a Kakyoin, without a bloodline's legacy hanging over my head like his or like yours.']
[The only 'family' he had here was built on two sides of wishful thinking and some crossed universe Kakyoin had told as few people as possible about. So there was some odd kind of twisting sensation in his chest when Joseph said that--it was something he understood, being stuck as a peripheral to a family that was in ridiculous abundance here.]
Caesar's more significant to me than you realize. You asked for my help, and I won't disappoint-
['Family can't disappoint family.']
...Trust me. Please.
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Date: 2016-05-16 12:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-16 01:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-16 01:01 am (UTC)To hell with that, we're gonna do amazing!
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Date: 2016-05-16 01:04 am (UTC)Of course we will. Let's get started, okay?
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Date: 2016-05-16 02:16 am (UTC)[Eighteen? No. He is like five. Ganbatte, Kakyoin.]
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Date: 2016-05-16 02:23 am (UTC)[...he wasn't saying he didn't trust Joseph near fire, but his Stand helpfully offered the recipe to Joseph regardless.]
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Date: 2016-06-11 12:51 am (UTC)[...But you know, that's probably fair and Joseph doesn't take any notice of any particular reasoning behind the assignment of tasks. He just looks at the recipe when it's offered to him.]
We got this, right, Hierophant? [Hey, he's a silent Stand, but that's not going to stop Joseph from chattering at him anyway. He motions for Hierophant to follow him.] C'mon, fridge first.