[Caesar Antonio Zeppeli had quite enough of enemy Stand users. It had been his distinct hope that they would no longer prove a problem upon returning from Egypt, but god forbid things ever be that easy. Sure enough, they'd been confronted by one barely a matter of weeks after landing in Tokyo--and Caesar found himself on the wrong end of it, transported what seemed to be halfway across the city.]
[Shit. I'm going to catch hell from Noriaki later. he thought, bitterly noting that a lot of things he started seemed to end up being his grandson's problem. But in the process of making his way back to where the Stand user had crossed their path, Caesar had passed a clear impossibility that damn near made him swallow his cigarette in shock.]
[Jotaro Kujo had just walked past him on the sidewalk, and without the slightest trace of recognition at that. But that couldn't be the case, Jotaro Kujo was-...]
[...never mind. The point was that it didn't take long at all for Caesar to very quickly conclude that something was very wrong in a way that was more than mere teleportation. As soon as the student in black was out of sight, he turned on his heel and sprinted off at top speed--he desperately needed to find a camera.]
[About half an hour and some creative application of an otherwise useless Stand later, Caesar stood down the street from a house he was certain was the Kakyoin estate this morning, and yet was clearly the Kujo estate right now.]
[...He couldn't conclude just yet if this was catastrophically bad, or if this might just end in a positive note before he got the hell out of here.]
toss me grandpa planecrasher for my gratuitous dumb roleswap
[Shit. I'm going to catch hell from Noriaki later. he thought, bitterly noting that a lot of things he started seemed to end up being his grandson's problem. But in the process of making his way back to where the Stand user had crossed their path, Caesar had passed a clear impossibility that damn near made him swallow his cigarette in shock.]
[Jotaro Kujo had just walked past him on the sidewalk, and without the slightest trace of recognition at that. But that couldn't be the case, Jotaro Kujo was-...]
[...never mind. The point was that it didn't take long at all for Caesar to very quickly conclude that something was very wrong in a way that was more than mere teleportation. As soon as the student in black was out of sight, he turned on his heel and sprinted off at top speed--he desperately needed to find a camera.]
[About half an hour and some creative application of an otherwise useless Stand later, Caesar stood down the street from a house he was certain was the Kakyoin estate this morning, and yet was clearly the Kujo estate right now.]
[...He couldn't conclude just yet if this was catastrophically bad, or if this might just end in a positive note before he got the hell out of here.]