[Still coiled around its user's arms, Hierophant shrank back slightly. While neither of them were afraid of Diarmuid by any stretch of the imagination, Kakyoin had clearly picked up on the underlying emotion whether he'd seen the glass break or not.]
I don't...know how. [The admission was quiet and hesitant, miles from the proud, confident demeanor he so often carried himself with.]
I thought the only way to overcome my fear and self-loathing was to confront it head-on. To...resolve to leave that weak, pathetic Kakyoin behind and become someone that could stand with the friends that saved me from all of that.
[Kakyoin hesitated, gripping the fabric of his uniform again.]
I couldn't do it. Even if I faced him without fear for my own life, it wasn't enough. Because now I'm just...terrified, all over again. I don't know how to control my fear, I can't even move past it.
I don't....I don't know what to do, Diarmuid. I can't do anything on my own.
[When Diarmuid notices the Stand draw back, he closes his eyes a moment, an embarrassed look driving away the anger for now.]
Sorry. I...don't react well to those who use their power and influence to hurt others like he hurt you.
[And that is an understatement. What he would really like to do is get his hands on Dio and rip him to small bits, ability to stop time or not.]
It's okay if you don't know how, though. [After taking a deep breath, Diarmuid opens his eyes again and gives Kakyoin's arm a gentle squeeze.]
That is where the rest of us come in. We can help you learn, but you have to let us try. We won't always be right and there are times when the fear will come back no matter what you do. That is because you can never really be rid of your fear. It is part of you which is why before you can make any process you have to accept it.
[Diarmuid gives Kakyoin a confident and welcoming look.]
You have leaned on yourself for a long time. For now, lean on us and realize it is okay if you can't do things on your own because you don't need to. Your friends from home are ever in your heart and the rest of us are here beside you. You are never truly alone.
[He didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't meet Diarmuid's gaze either. Kakyoin fell completely silent as he thought this over, and yet the most prevalent issue in his mind was what's going to happen if I go back to Egypt?]
[Even if they got his message and knew how Dio's Stand worked, what could they do? How could they fight stopped time? How could anyone here do it?]
[...No. Wait. Wait, it wasn't that hopeless at all. If someone here--someone who wasn't actively trying to kill them--could stop time, then this was perfect. They could learn about how an ability like that worked...and learn how to counter it. And if Kakyoin could get information like that and if he could find a way back that didn't mean his instant death? Everything would be fine. They could fight him together, they could go home together.]
...They were...the first friends I ever had.
[Another quiet admission, this time coupled with he unsaid statement of so I have to fight for them. Gradually, Kakyoin regained his composure and began to properly steady himself for the first time in this entire conversation. Taking a deep breath, the teenager continued in a voice that was much more like his usual calm self.]
I've always been alone, because...I'm different from other people. Others couldn't see my Hierophant, so they could never understand me. The day I was sent to kill Kujo Jotaro was the day I met people who could see both 'Hierophant Green' and 'Kakyoin Noriaki' for what we truly are. For the first time, I had people I could share a common goal with and rely on.
I think...I'm beginning to understand my own error in judgment. I'm sorry that I haven't been entirely truthful with any of you, and that I've gone out of my way to hide as much as I possibly could. Knowing that I've failed to trust any of you, despite all that you've done, I'll ask for your forgiveness. It's not your fault, rather that I'm just...accustomed to being alone. That I don't know how to trust people who aren't the friends that saved my life. But I want to work with the rest of you and find a way out of this city, a way where I don't-...where none of us have to suffer.
[He paused and finally looked up, meeting Diarmuid's eyes with the look of a lost and uncertain teenager, rather than a hardened battle tactician.]
So is it...acceptable, if I try again?
Edited (EDITED TO HURT EVEN MORE) Date: 2015-07-25 10:27 pm (UTC)
All worlds, it seems, are hard on those who are different. They like making them feel alone, even when they are standing in a crowd. That is why it feels so good and so right when those who are different finally find a group of friends to belong to. [Unspoken are the words so fight with all you are and all you will ever be for them.]
Please, don't worry about asking for forgiveness, though. You have done nothing to ask forgiveness about. We all have secrets and stories we have not told each other. This place doesn't always give us the time to tell them, even when we may want to.
[When Kakyoin gives him that look, Diarmuid leans to the side, nudging the teen gently with his shoulder.]
And of course you can try again. You can try over and over and over as many times as you need to. Tries are limited only by your own will to keep going.
[Diarmuid settles back in his chair, crossing his arms back behind his head and gazing out over the table at nothing in particular. As he talks, his expression grows soft and distant.]
Only a few people here know that I have a curse on my face. This place lessened its power when I was brought here, but the curse is still there. Fortunately, few have actually been affected by it.
[His eyes move to Kakyoin for a moment.]
I was around your age when a spirit of love and beauty cursed me so that any woman who saw my face fell in love with me. After that time, no matter what I did with my own skill and ability, everyone just assumed I got it...other ways.
[He's a good looking man with a love curse on his face. You figure out what those 'other ways' probably were, Kakyoin.]
People stopped seeing me and only saw the curse. It left me alone even though, as a knight, there were always people around me. It's why I am afraid of being left alone even to this day...
I was...the same way, my whole life. Surrounded by people but left on my own. I can't call my Stand a curse, I would never do that, but I think maybe I can at least start to understand what you mean.
It's not the kind of thing I'd wish on anyone, least of all someone like yourself. You're a kind and respectable person, Diarmuid--you helped me when I absolutely needed someone, just like...
[Notably calmer but fidgeting slightly, Kakyoin curled the end of his hair around one finger. It was weird, to be this open with anyone. More so with someone that was neither part of their travel group nor a Stand user.But even though it was strange, it was...kind of nice.]
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...That thing Dio implanted would have killed me, and it almost killed him trying to take it out. Jotaro didn't...he didn't have to save me that day, not after the trouble I caused. He didn't even know me, but he saved my life without a second thought for his own. And he never told me why--
[Kakyoin stopped abruptly, not out of reluctance but because his voice had nearly broken midsentence. After everything that had happened in Egypt, in this city, and right now...more than ever, it was hard to maintain composure.]
...I don't remember...what the last thing I said to him was. I don't remember the last thing I said to Avdol and Iggy before they died, or to Polnareff and Jotaro before we all split up.
I never told any of them...how important they are to me.
The two experiences are different, but there are still threads of similarity in them. It's enough. [Diarmuid leans back over the table, resting his head in his hand. It's tempting to reach out and bat at the strand of hair that Kakyoin is playing with as so many people do to his own dangling bang, but for now he resists.]
Unfortunately, being kind and helpful doesn't stop bad things from happening to people, but I don't let it bother me and you shouldn't either. It is better to focus on helping people when there are bad things happening to them. That way, you are repaying the help you were given.
[When he sees how hard it is getting for Kakyoin to keep his composure again, Diarmuid reaches out to the teen and puts his hand back on his arm. A reminder he's not alone.]
I don't know Jotaro, but have you ever considered there wasn't a why? That he did it because he wanted to? Sometimes, people don't do things for a reason other than they want to. I do things all the time for that reason. I know it's kind of an old-fashioned attitude, but there doesn't always have to be a why.
The last words I exchanged with my wife before I died involved us arguing over which weapons I should take with me to the hunt, and I don't remember the last things I said to my children. Sadly, death doesn't care what you have or haven't said to someone. The best we can do now is make sure we tell people we care about here that we care about them and if any of your friends do arrive?
[He tilts his head slightly to catch Kakyoin's eyes.]
Make sure you take the time to tell them all that you didn't. We are going to fight to get you back home in a way that will allow you to avoid dying, but even so, you should not allow any opportunity to pass you by.
...You're right. I'll...if any of them do show up here, I'll be sure to tell them.
[Kakyoin offered a hesitant smile in response, like he was trying to figure out how to respond in a completely unfamiliar situation. It was surreal to actually discuss things like this at length; things he hadn't even shared with his closest friends. There hadn't really been time or opportunity for it--as long as the journey had felt, it had only lasted fifty days.]
That idiot--it'd be just like him to do something for no real reason. [Shaking his head, Kakyoin laughed to himself.] I do hesitate to say that I want any of them stuck here as well, but I think you'd fit in well with us.
[Which, coming from Noriaki 'I don't trust non-Stand users' Kakyoin, was quite the statement.]
Good. [And it is then that Diarmuid loses his battle with resisting batting at that...noodle that his hanging down in Kakyoin's face and bats at it.
Sorry, Kakyoin...]
I would be honored if you would introduce me to them. I think I would like them. If what you say is true, Jotaro sounds a lot like my best friend from back home. I called him an idiot so much for the things he did without a real reason that it might has well have been his middle name.
[Oscar and Jotaro in the same room together. The world just might end...]
[He seemed startled, but not really offended--he lightly shoved Diarmuid's hand away and tried to focus on the subject at hand.]
Jojo's kind of abrasive, to say the least. But he's not as uncaring as he likes to act. [Beat.] ...Actually, now that I think about it I guess our whole group was just a little weird.
[Diarmuid laughs and then settles back in his seat again.]
Sorry. People do it to me all the time and I just wondered why...
That actually describes my friend Oscar perfectly. It's not his fault, but he grew up basically with the expectation he would be a heartless warrior and so that is what he showed everyone. Everyone but me, that is. I knew the 'real' Oscar.
[And Diarmuid still wonders what happened to the 'real' Oscar after he lost the only person who he ever let see him.]
There is nothing wrong with weird, though. Weird people make the most interesting friends.
[Kakyoin leaned his head on his hand, distantly thoughtful for a second.]
Polnareff's a little strange, too--he makes stupid jokes all the time and almost never takes anything seriously, but that's kind of refreshing in such difficult situations. Jotaro's grandfather Joseph is kind of the same way, but at least he has a good amount of sense when it matters.
...They're...yeah. 'Interesting' is definitely the word I'd use.
One of the things my father used to say is that sometimes it is better to laugh than to cry. Joking sometimes is the only thing that keeps a person sane during troubling times.
[Diarmuid knows he uses joking that way anyway.]
I guess only time will tell if I get to meet them, but until then, how are you doing now? Going to be okay?
[That wasn't a lie--sure, it left one hell of an uncomfortable scar. And sure, his back tended to hurt from where he'd indirectly broken a water tower. But it wasn't incapacitating, and Kakyoin was far too proud to admit to it as long as he was sure it wouldn't be a hindrance.]
[Kakyoin hesitated, coming to the unsettling revelation that he wasn't certain what had transpired in stopped time.]
My assumption is that he simply punched me. His Stand was one that specialized in brute force--I'd fought a similar one before.
[Which was of course Jotaro's Star Platinum, but he certainly wasn't going to say as much.]
I put forth Hierophant's perfect and unbreakable defense...and the next thing I knew, I was being thrown backwards into a water tower. I don't think I even scratched him.
[Diarmuid frowns when he hears that. It's bad enough that Kakyoin had died so suddenly, but not to even know exactly what happened...]
It amazes me that you had enough focus to leave that clue for your friends considering how fast it happened. Do most Stands have just the one ability? It sounds like his was different and had two. [One mental and one physical. Talk about stacking the cards in your favor...]
You might not have scratched him, but revealing that special ability to your friends still did a large amount of damage.
It's hard to explain. Some of the enemy Stand users we fought had complicated powers and abilities. One was as simple as a gun with redirecting bullets, and another could challenge its victim to games, cheat by reading their souls, and then steal those souls when its user inevitably won.
[...he's still annoyed about that one.]
My friends all had Stands which specialized in one thing or another; fire, swords, sand manipulation, spirit photography, close combat like The World-...
[...]
Wait. You're...right. That is strange, isn't it? [He spoke that half to himself, visibly confused.] His Stand was short-range and seemed to be much like Star Platinum. Even with as powerful as Dio is...why did it have a secondary ability like that?
[So basically one guy's Stand made him a reject from Yu-gi-oh! Good to know...]
That is quite a variety of talents, though I suppose it makes sense since people's souls are just as varied.
[Diarmuid tilts his head slightly at Kakyoin's reaction and then nods.]
I mean, I am not Stand expert, but it seems odd to me that one Stand would have such a strong physical ability and then also have one that is such a strong mental ability. The only thing I can think of that might explain it is something to do with him being a vampire and maybe having lived a long time, but again, I know so little about how that kind of thing works on your world...
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Date: 2015-07-25 09:08 pm (UTC)I don't...know how. [The admission was quiet and hesitant, miles from the proud, confident demeanor he so often carried himself with.]
I thought the only way to overcome my fear and self-loathing was to confront it head-on. To...resolve to leave that weak, pathetic Kakyoin behind and become someone that could stand with the friends that saved me from all of that.
[Kakyoin hesitated, gripping the fabric of his uniform again.]
I couldn't do it. Even if I faced him without fear for my own life, it wasn't enough. Because now I'm just...terrified, all over again. I don't know how to control my fear, I can't even move past it.
I don't....I don't know what to do, Diarmuid. I can't do anything on my own.
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Date: 2015-07-25 09:59 pm (UTC)Sorry. I...don't react well to those who use their power and influence to hurt others like he hurt you.
[And that is an understatement. What he would really like to do is get his hands on Dio and rip him to small bits, ability to stop time or not.]
It's okay if you don't know how, though.
[After taking a deep breath, Diarmuid opens his eyes again and gives Kakyoin's arm a gentle squeeze.]
That is where the rest of us come in. We can help you learn, but you have to let us try. We won't always be right and there are times when the fear will come back no matter what you do. That is because you can never really be rid of your fear. It is part of you which is why before you can make any process you have to accept it.
[Diarmuid gives Kakyoin a confident and welcoming look.]
You have leaned on yourself for a long time. For now, lean on us and realize it is okay if you can't do things on your own because you don't need to. Your friends from home are ever in your heart and the rest of us are here beside you. You are never truly alone.
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Date: 2015-07-25 10:24 pm (UTC)[He didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't meet Diarmuid's gaze either. Kakyoin fell completely silent as he thought this over, and yet the most prevalent issue in his mind was what's going to happen if I go back to Egypt?]
[Even if they got his message and knew how Dio's Stand worked, what could they do? How could they fight stopped time? How could anyone here do it?]
[...No. Wait. Wait, it wasn't that hopeless at all. If someone here--someone who wasn't actively trying to kill them--could stop time, then this was perfect. They could learn about how an ability like that worked...and learn how to counter it. And if Kakyoin could get information like that and if he could find a way back that didn't mean his instant death? Everything would be fine. They could fight him together, they could go home together.]
...They were...the first friends I ever had.
[Another quiet admission, this time coupled with he unsaid statement of so I have to fight for them. Gradually, Kakyoin regained his composure and began to properly steady himself for the first time in this entire conversation. Taking a deep breath, the teenager continued in a voice that was much more like his usual calm self.]
I've always been alone, because...I'm different from other people. Others couldn't see my Hierophant, so they could never understand me. The day I was sent to kill Kujo Jotaro was the day I met people who could see both 'Hierophant Green' and 'Kakyoin Noriaki' for what we truly are. For the first time, I had people I could share a common goal with and rely on.
I think...I'm beginning to understand my own error in judgment. I'm sorry that I haven't been entirely truthful with any of you, and that I've gone out of my way to hide as much as I possibly could. Knowing that I've failed to trust any of you, despite all that you've done, I'll ask for your forgiveness. It's not your fault, rather that I'm just...accustomed to being alone. That I don't know how to trust people who aren't the friends that saved my life. But I want to work with the rest of you and find a way out of this city, a way where I don't-...where none of us have to suffer.
[He paused and finally looked up, meeting Diarmuid's eyes with the look of a lost and uncertain teenager, rather than a hardened battle tactician.]
So is it...acceptable, if I try again?
You are a terrible, horrible person and I love it! :-D
Date: 2015-07-26 12:44 am (UTC)[Unspoken are the words so fight with all you are and all you will ever be for them.]
Please, don't worry about asking for forgiveness, though. You have done nothing to ask forgiveness about. We all have secrets and stories we have not told each other. This place doesn't always give us the time to tell them, even when we may want to.
[When Kakyoin gives him that look, Diarmuid leans to the side, nudging the teen gently with his shoulder.]
And of course you can try again. You can try over and over and over as many times as you need to. Tries are limited only by your own will to keep going.
[Diarmuid settles back in his chair, crossing his arms back behind his head and gazing out over the table at nothing in particular. As he talks, his expression grows soft and distant.]
Only a few people here know that I have a curse on my face. This place lessened its power when I was brought here, but the curse is still there. Fortunately, few have actually been affected by it.
[His eyes move to Kakyoin for a moment.]
I was around your age when a spirit of love and beauty cursed me so that any woman who saw my face fell in love with me. After that time, no matter what I did with my own skill and ability, everyone just assumed I got it...other ways.
[He's a good looking man with a love curse on his face. You figure out what those 'other ways' probably were, Kakyoin.]
People stopped seeing me and only saw the curse. It left me alone even though, as a knight, there were always people around me. It's why I am afraid of being left alone even to this day...
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Date: 2015-07-26 01:09 am (UTC)It's not the kind of thing I'd wish on anyone, least of all someone like yourself. You're a kind and respectable person, Diarmuid--you helped me when I absolutely needed someone, just like...
[Notably calmer but fidgeting slightly, Kakyoin curled the end of his hair around one finger. It was weird, to be this open with anyone. More so with someone that was neither part of their travel group nor a Stand user.But even though it was strange, it was...kind of nice.]
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Date: 2015-07-26 01:10 am (UTC)[Kakyoin stopped abruptly, not out of reluctance but because his voice had nearly broken midsentence. After everything that had happened in Egypt, in this city, and right now...more than ever, it was hard to maintain composure.]
...I don't remember...what the last thing I said to him was. I don't remember the last thing I said to Avdol and Iggy before they died, or to Polnareff and Jotaro before we all split up.
I never told any of them...how important they are to me.
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Date: 2015-07-27 12:13 am (UTC)[Diarmuid leans back over the table, resting his head in his hand. It's tempting to reach out and bat at the strand of hair that Kakyoin is playing with as so many people do to his own dangling bang, but for now he resists.]
Unfortunately, being kind and helpful doesn't stop bad things from happening to people, but I don't let it bother me and you shouldn't either. It is better to focus on helping people when there are bad things happening to them. That way, you are repaying the help you were given.
[When he sees how hard it is getting for Kakyoin to keep his composure again, Diarmuid reaches out to the teen and puts his hand back on his arm. A reminder he's not alone.]
I don't know Jotaro, but have you ever considered there wasn't a why? That he did it because he wanted to? Sometimes, people don't do things for a reason other than they want to. I do things all the time for that reason. I know it's kind of an old-fashioned attitude, but there doesn't always have to be a why.
The last words I exchanged with my wife before I died involved us arguing over which weapons I should take with me to the hunt, and I don't remember the last things I said to my children. Sadly, death doesn't care what you have or haven't said to someone. The best we can do now is make sure we tell people we care about here that we care about them and if any of your friends do arrive?
[He tilts his head slightly to catch Kakyoin's eyes.]
Make sure you take the time to tell them all that you didn't. We are going to fight to get you back home in a way that will allow you to avoid dying, but even so, you should not allow any opportunity to pass you by.
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Date: 2015-07-27 12:31 am (UTC)[Kakyoin offered a hesitant smile in response, like he was trying to figure out how to respond in a completely unfamiliar situation. It was surreal to actually discuss things like this at length; things he hadn't even shared with his closest friends. There hadn't really been time or opportunity for it--as long as the journey had felt, it had only lasted fifty days.]
That idiot--it'd be just like him to do something for no real reason. [Shaking his head, Kakyoin laughed to himself.] I do hesitate to say that I want any of them stuck here as well, but I think you'd fit in well with us.
[Which, coming from Noriaki 'I don't trust non-Stand users' Kakyoin, was quite the statement.]
If that does happen, I'll have to introduce you.
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Date: 2015-07-27 01:42 am (UTC)[And it is then that Diarmuid loses his battle with resisting batting at that...noodle that his hanging down in Kakyoin's face and bats at it.
Sorry, Kakyoin...]
I would be honored if you would introduce me to them. I think I would like them. If what you say is true, Jotaro sounds a lot like my best friend from back home. I called him an idiot so much for the things he did without a real reason that it might has well have been his middle name.
[Oscar and Jotaro in the same room together. The world just might end...]
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Date: 2015-07-27 01:49 am (UTC)[He seemed startled, but not really offended--he lightly shoved Diarmuid's hand away and tried to focus on the subject at hand.]
Jojo's kind of abrasive, to say the least. But he's not as uncaring as he likes to act. [Beat.] ...Actually, now that I think about it I guess our whole group was just a little weird.
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Date: 2015-07-27 02:00 am (UTC)Sorry. People do it to me all the time and I just wondered why...
That actually describes my friend Oscar perfectly. It's not his fault, but he grew up basically with the expectation he would be a heartless warrior and so that is what he showed everyone. Everyone but me, that is. I knew the 'real' Oscar.
[And Diarmuid still wonders what happened to the 'real' Oscar after he lost the only person who he ever let see him.]
There is nothing wrong with weird, though. Weird people make the most interesting friends.
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Date: 2015-07-27 02:08 am (UTC)[Kakyoin leaned his head on his hand, distantly thoughtful for a second.]
Polnareff's a little strange, too--he makes stupid jokes all the time and almost never takes anything seriously, but that's kind of refreshing in such difficult situations. Jotaro's grandfather Joseph is kind of the same way, but at least he has a good amount of sense when it matters.
...They're...yeah. 'Interesting' is definitely the word I'd use.
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Date: 2015-07-28 12:08 am (UTC)[Diarmuid knows he uses joking that way anyway.]
I guess only time will tell if I get to meet them, but until then, how are you doing now? Going to be okay?
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Date: 2015-07-28 12:13 am (UTC)[He glanced away, pointedly ignoring the lingering pain in his midsection.]
I'm sorry that I snapped at you like that. I may be having trouble handling all of this, but that's still no excuse.
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Date: 2015-07-28 12:42 am (UTC)[A worried look crosses Diarmuid's face. You aren't making him very confident, Kakyoin.]
Are you sure? How is your stomach doing?
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Date: 2015-07-28 12:45 am (UTC)[That wasn't a lie--sure, it left one hell of an uncomfortable scar. And sure, his back tended to hurt from where he'd indirectly broken a water tower. But it wasn't incapacitating, and Kakyoin was far too proud to admit to it as long as he was sure it wouldn't be a hindrance.]
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Date: 2015-07-29 02:53 am (UTC)[You're a tough cookie, Kakyoin.]
However, why manage when you can do more than that? There is no reason to suffer when people can help you...
And no, it is no bother. Don't even think it.
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Date: 2015-07-29 02:23 pm (UTC)[Kakyoin hesitated, reminding himself they'd just talked about how concealing things was a bad idea.]
I don't...want anyone to know how serious it really is--or was, I guess.
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Date: 2015-07-29 10:38 pm (UTC)[Because it is really hard to tell what this city is going to throw at them next.]
You know, though, if you want to see a nasty scar...
[Diarmuid rests a hand over his stomach.]
You should see the one the boar that fatally injured me left me with. It's a nasty piece of work.
[Curious he says it like that instead of just saying 'the boar that killed me.']
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Date: 2015-07-29 10:41 pm (UTC)[...well. bit of both, really.]
Is it that bad? [Because he's having a rough time considering something worse than his.]
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Date: 2015-07-29 10:49 pm (UTC)[Diarmuid smiles and then the smile fades.]
I was eviscerated, so yeah. It's that bad. He opened me up from here to here.
[He starts on one side of his stomach and then draws a line all the way over to the other side.]
I split his skull with the handle of my sword though, so at least we came out even.
[As was Fated in the curse...]
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Date: 2015-07-29 11:02 pm (UTC)[Kakyoin hesitated, coming to the unsettling revelation that he wasn't certain what had transpired in stopped time.]
My assumption is that he simply punched me. His Stand was one that specialized in brute force--I'd fought a similar one before.
[Which was of course Jotaro's Star Platinum, but he certainly wasn't going to say as much.]
I put forth Hierophant's perfect and unbreakable defense...and the next thing I knew, I was being thrown backwards into a water tower. I don't think I even scratched him.
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Date: 2015-07-30 12:02 am (UTC)It amazes me that you had enough focus to leave that clue for your friends considering how fast it happened. Do most Stands have just the one ability? It sounds like his was different and had two.
[One mental and one physical. Talk about stacking the cards in your favor...]
You might not have scratched him, but revealing that special ability to your friends still did a large amount of damage.
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Date: 2015-07-30 12:10 am (UTC)[...he's still annoyed about that one.]
My friends all had Stands which specialized in one thing or another; fire, swords, sand manipulation, spirit photography, close combat like The World-...
[...]
Wait. You're...right. That is strange, isn't it? [He spoke that half to himself, visibly confused.] His Stand was short-range and seemed to be much like Star Platinum. Even with as powerful as Dio is...why did it have a secondary ability like that?
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Date: 2015-07-30 12:31 am (UTC)That is quite a variety of talents, though I suppose it makes sense since people's souls are just as varied.
[Diarmuid tilts his head slightly at Kakyoin's reaction and then nods.]
I mean, I am not Stand expert, but it seems odd to me that one Stand would have such a strong physical ability and then also have one that is such a strong mental ability. The only thing I can think of that might explain it is something to do with him being a vampire and maybe having lived a long time, but again, I know so little about how that kind of thing works on your world...
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