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[jojoceanman]

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[tropism]

[ so this is jotaro's stand. how powerful. giorno gets caught unawares, the cards slipping from his hands - and more cards slipping from his sleeves should splat start shaking him - down onto the table. he looks - not guilty. just annoyed that he was caught.

giorno sighs. taps on the big purple hand holding his wrist with a finger. ]

So I did. I'm so sorry, Mr. Kujo. It won't happen again. [ friendly reminder that giorno giovanna is a shit. ]

Are you gonna let me post bail, Mr. Kujo? Or do I need to call a lawyer?

[jojoceanman]

[The arm vanishes in the same burst of star, freeing Giorno, but Jotaro continues to look unamused.]

Why did you cheat?

[tropism]

[ now giorno just looks confused. ]

Are you seriously asking that?

I do it all the time. You're not the first.

[jojoceanman]

[Jotaro, in turn, looks exasperated.]

We aren't playing with stakes, you have nothing to gain out of it. So why cheat?

[tropism]

Because I can.

[ he returns the cards to the deck and shuffles it easily. he places it back onto the table, where a single tap of the finger can easily dissolve it into ants, or bees. as it stands, giorno just taps it with his index finger thoughtfully. ] Because I'm not kind.

Good evening, Jotaro. Or should I say good morning? ... well, it doesn't matter now.

[ gonna leave now. he yawns, finally giving up and conceding to being tired. ]

[jojoceanman]

...

You should really consider school. [He grabs the deck, holding it full in his hand.] I think you would find something beneficial out of it.

[tropism]

[ "i'm a mafia boss, for fuck's sake." ]

Noted. Thank you for your company.