[The feed is switched on by a careless, probing hand grabbing for it; the first thing it catches is a low groan, half of pain and half of general exasperation. Jotaro is in the initial stages of sitting up in bed. He looks altogether awful, this gaunt and wasted sort of look, as though he's been sick for a long time - which is about right, after all. Thus this sitting up business is rather harder than it looks, especially since his half-grown fox cub insists on staying fast asleep on his midsection.]

... ugh.

[He rubs his face with one hand and then squints at the PCD, skimming over some entries and finally closing his eyes with a sigh.]

Yare yare daze... two weeks, same old.

Tags: damnit aminals, event aftermath, not a zombie, really not okay, unhelpful fox is unhelpful

[The feed clicks on as Jotaro starts to say something, but is cut off by a coughing fit. Ugh. That does not sound very nice. Next time don't spend an event week smoking when you actually quit over a decade ago.

He doesn't quite have his breath back by the time he does talk, a cold, flat two words.]


Stop apologizing.


[That will be all, ladies and gents.]

Tags: damn kids, dr. kujo says deal with it, event aftermath, not okay but whatever, this is too much

[It's not that big a change. Jotaro's hair is a bit longer and wilder, his outfit somewhat less severe, in shades of black and red rather than white. Mostly he looks the same, except his controlled body language is replaced with a casual sprawl, and his normally sealed face is being downright expressive about his current annoyance.]

How the fuck did I survive this long in this place without smokes? I know someone out there's got some. Give.

Tags: dunno what you're talking about, event: what-if, i can quit anytime, o hai jojo

Hitsugaya.

[Yeah he means you shorty. No he isn't filtering it. And no you can't tell from his tone what he wants, although he doesn't sound annoyed so that's something at least.]

Let's talk.

Tags: damn kids, he wants to talk how cute, let's get down to business, on a quest, surrounded by shounen idiots, the hard way

[The PCD clicks on as they sometimes do, although you probably wish it hasn't, because it shows Kurotsuchi and Jotaro hard at work in the scientist's lab. Cutting something up. Something big. Something that might have been a jaguar before they started meticulously taking it apart. Currently they appear to be examining the spinal column, poking long needles between vertebrae. Jotaro looks cold and focused, disgusting job at hand and all, but Kurotsuchi - well, he looks miffed.]

It doesn't matter how fresh it was, it's still dead. There's nothing new I can learn from this.

[The shinigami turns away with a show of dissatisfaction, putting his tools down with a rather sharper clang. He clearly doesn't want any more to do with this.]

No. [Jotaro's voice is flat and cold and absolute.] No cutting up live animals. I won't say it again. [He glances back at Kurotsuchi.] We're getting nothing anyway. This isn't the right track.

It's not the right track because it's not alive. [Kurotsuchi gives a disgusted sigh.] Results require better materials. Living materials. I've told you that from the start.

What's required is looking at the cause not the symptoms. [That said, Jotaro falls very quiet for a while. Stone-still, even. He looks like he's thinking very deeply, and finally he reaches a conclusion.] All right. Let's stop joking around. Go ahead and poke at my brain. [He sounds rather surprisingly casual.] Just remember, you screw me up and you're short a partner.

[At that, the scientist pauses, glancing back at Jotaro, but he doesn't reply until after he's picked a scalpel up again. He's not going to ask him if he's sure.] You should have more faith in my abilities than that.

It's not your abilities I'm worried about. [But he's already taking his hat and jacket off.] Use local anesthetic if you're cutting anything - can't promise I can control Star Platinum if there's too much pain. And make sure the PCDs are off. [He nods at the table where, coincidentally, the PCD is not off at all.]

I'm already familiar with your monster. [Blade in hand, he waves off those concerns, but does move out of sight, presumably to fetch an anesthetic.] Don't you have better control of it by now? Really -- [On the way back, Kurotsuchi distractedly shuts the PCD 'off'- though only the video feed is cut. There's a loud clatter of what's probably the device being tossed out of the way, and any conversation is muffled by wherever the PCD landed. But in a few moments there's a distant, wet thump of something landing on metal- possibly a unceremoniously displaced cat.

A few cracks. A low, mechanical hum. The sound of drilling. Eventually silence, as the audio abruptly times out.]

Tags: event: welcome to the jungle, fuck yeah science, fun times with mayuri, i do know what i'm doing, knowledge means victory, this can not end well

[The feed clicks on to the interior of one of the Japanese houses, which is currently in a bit of a state. Mostly because the shoji door leading to the inner courtyard has been violently torn out and crumpled like a piece of tissue paper. Shards litter the floor. In the midst of them, Jotaro stands, completely still and impassive. Hands in pockets, hat pulled low over his eyes, he doesn't look remotely angry.

As opposed to his Stand, which is hovering over him like a monstrous shadow, eyes ablaze, pieces of wood still clutched in its fists.

Jotaro speaks flatly.]

My wife's name is Katie. I have one daughter, Jolyne. If I ever forget them again, someone put me out of my misery.

[And really, there is nothing else to say.]


[OOC: Wife's name is headcanon. Alas poor neglected Mrs. Kujo.]

Tags: always cherish you, event aftermath, family matters, property damage, really really pissed off, strength and despair

Anko, you mind keeping an eye out for Naruto and the girls for a day? Retsu's volunteered Sephiroth but not sure the kid knows what he's getting into.

Speaking of. Naruto. You're coming with me to make sure your aunt doesn't kill Kotaro. Might learn a thing or two.



... Edward. No funny stuff while I'm out. We clear?

Tags: event: family bonding redux, never live this down, oh dear lord i have kids, overprotective much, that unohana thing, worst dad ever it's canon

[Well, it had to happen someday. Jotaro's PCD turns on randomly at an inadequate moment, which happens to be when Jotaro is stretched out on the bed in his room at Unohana's, tugging on a rag. On the other end of the rag is a very enthusiastic young fox, growling like a motorcycle engine, pulling with all its foxy might, to no avail whatsoever. Jotaro's face is as sealed as ever as he tugs on the cloth, then lets it go a bit only to grab is again just in time, driving the little fox yapping mad with playful fury or perhaps furious play.

Over his head, though, is a huge big bubble full of fox cubs frolicking with little red hearts.

Had to happen, all that.]

Tags: adventures in foxsitting, aminals woo, dunno what you're talking about, event: heartbubbles, not cute okay

[Desolation. Just a couple of days ago, the place where Jotaro is now standing was a lovely golden beach, sun and sand and water. Now it isn't anymore: there's only the electric fence, and the dark Wastes beyond, and Jotaro, one hand in his pocket, the other holding the PCD as he glances down at it. His face is flatly unreadable - but then, it usually is.]

It's not coming back is it.

Tags: bad news day, but i wanted dolphins, can't have nice things, event aftermath, how does i angst

[See Jotaro wearing a green scarf. Because it's nice and warm and matches his buuuu~ti~ful eyes. See Jotaro also wearing a scowl. The kind that promises violence.

Don't even think about it.

Tags: damn kids, event: snowball fight, killua bait right here, you won't like him when he's angry, you're a mean one mr. kujo, ~fashion!~