[There really was no way this was going to be easy, and Caesar half wanted to just turn around and walk away until the situation resolved itself. The Stand user back at home would be defeated, and he'd be back in the right place before long.]
[...But he just couldn't leave well enough alone. Call it curiosity, or just his own legendary stubbornness--he approached and knocked on the frame of the open door with a leather-gloved hand, taking a deep breath.]
Sorry to intrude, but...I'm looking for Joseph Joestar.
[He looks up from his seat, craning his neck to see who's there before getting up. Weird, someone he doesn't recognise? Maybe they're from the Speedwagon Foundation, if they've come calling on him here?]
Yes? You've found him.
[But there's something familiar about him, that Joseph can't quite place.]
[He looked like hell. Well, okay, maybe not that bad. But of the two of them, Caesar knew he looked younger--had Joseph seriously just dropped his training? Typical.]
[It was better to focus on that for a minute and resist the urge to scream and punch him directly in the face.]
Jojo. That's really you, isn't it...?
[...ah. He really didn't plan on what to do or say past this.]
Listen--mannaggia, I don't know how much time I'll have and I don't know how to explain. There was an enemy Stand user, I think I must have gotten pushed into some world I shouldn't be in.
[Excuse you. Okay, yes, he dropped his training, but he's just fine thanks?!
All he can do is stare. Yes, there is something Caesar-like about this person, but that's ridiculous, he may look young for his supposed age, but Caesar died far younger than that. His eyes narrow as he frowns, pointedly scrutinising.]
Oh yeah? Well gee, that sure is something, raised from the dead, look at you!
[Of course he says it in the most sarcastic manner possible. Because frankly it's offensive that someone would even try to fool him like this, bringing up a dead friend.]
For god's sake, Jojo--obviously I knew it wasn't going to be that easy to convince you, but do you have to be so goddamned irritating about it? Sarcastic bastard...
[Caesar rolled his eyes, unimpressed by the response but secretly glad this hadn't instantly turned into a fight. Still, wasn't much left to be done.]
Guess I'll just have to prove it. [He brought hands in black gloves together sharply, taking a deep breath as he pulled them apart in a cloud of iridescent bubbles crackling with the power of sunlight. Shooting Joseph an arrogant smirk, he tilted his head enough to make the birthmarks under his eyes a little more visible in the light of the flickering energy.]
I'm not playing around, no matter how unbelievable this is. Now shut up and don't argue for once in your life; I didn't have anywhere else to go in this weird backwards world of yours.
[It isn't so much the bubbles that start to sway him as that goddamn smirk. Where does he even get off... What a piece of shit. Someone could imitate his powers, but no one could manage to piss Joseph off this easily quite the way Caesar can.
So although he spends a few moments longer looking for some tell of a lie, eventually, and all at once, he takes Caesar by the shoulders, and laughs.]
Look at you, you old fart! You call that a hairstyle?
Don't you start that shit with me, Jojo. [He answered in mock annoyance, the words colored with a relieved and honest laugh.] You look absolutely horrible--you haven't trained a day in fifty years, have you?
[Screw acting cool; he threw his arms around Joseph's shoulders and hugged him tightly.]
You complete imbecile. I can't believe it's been that long already.
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[There really was no way this was going to be easy, and Caesar half wanted to just turn around and walk away until the situation resolved itself. The Stand user back at home would be defeated, and he'd be back in the right place before long.]
[...But he just couldn't leave well enough alone. Call it curiosity, or just his own legendary stubbornness--he approached and knocked on the frame of the open door with a leather-gloved hand, taking a deep breath.]
Sorry to intrude, but...I'm looking for Joseph Joestar.
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Yes? You've found him.
[But there's something familiar about him, that Joseph can't quite place.]
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[He looked like hell. Well, okay, maybe not that bad. But of the two of them, Caesar knew he looked younger--had Joseph seriously just dropped his training? Typical.]
[It was better to focus on that for a minute and resist the urge to scream and punch him directly in the face.]
Jojo. That's really you, isn't it...?
[...ah. He really didn't plan on what to do or say past this.]
Listen--mannaggia, I don't know how much time I'll have and I don't know how to explain. There was an enemy Stand user, I think I must have gotten pushed into some world I shouldn't be in.
It's...me, Caesar.
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All he can do is stare. Yes, there is something Caesar-like about this person, but that's ridiculous, he may look young for his supposed age, but Caesar died far younger than that. His eyes narrow as he frowns, pointedly scrutinising.]
Oh yeah? Well gee, that sure is something, raised from the dead, look at you!
[Of course he says it in the most sarcastic manner possible. Because frankly it's offensive that someone would even try to fool him like this, bringing up a dead friend.]
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[Caesar rolled his eyes, unimpressed by the response but secretly glad this hadn't instantly turned into a fight. Still, wasn't much left to be done.]
Guess I'll just have to prove it. [He brought hands in black gloves together sharply, taking a deep breath as he pulled them apart in a cloud of iridescent bubbles crackling with the power of sunlight. Shooting Joseph an arrogant smirk, he tilted his head enough to make the birthmarks under his eyes a little more visible in the light of the flickering energy.]
I'm not playing around, no matter how unbelievable this is. Now shut up and don't argue for once in your life; I didn't have anywhere else to go in this weird backwards world of yours.
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So although he spends a few moments longer looking for some tell of a lie, eventually, and all at once, he takes Caesar by the shoulders, and laughs.]
Look at you, you old fart! You call that a hairstyle?
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[Screw acting cool; he threw his arms around Joseph's shoulders and hugged him tightly.]
You complete imbecile. I can't believe it's been that long already.