Zenosyne

Chapter 65

"Crossfire Hurricane!"

Watching another one of Avdol's flame attacks hit the man, he flew back, Stand disappearing as he collided with the ground practically smoking at this point.

Casting his eyes over the smoking man Jotaro hummed lowly, "Those are some nasty burns. He's dead, or close to it if he's lucky. Well, maybe not lucky."

"Either way, he isn't going anywhere fast. His Stand is defeated; it's done fighting." Turning Kakyoing began descending a few steps, the redhead only turning back to exchange words with the others.

Now the odd thing about this situation was that it felt familiar.

You weren't quite sure how, but there was this looming feeling that the fight wasn't exactly over, leading to you trailing back up the stairs and casting your gaze towards where Polnareff lay. "There's no way he'd be down so quickly...Dio wouldn't give up that easily."

At the mention of the blond, your stomach twisted anxiously, though that anxiety didn't last long as what you were thinking prior gained light after a cloud of dust rose up from where the man lay. His stand, Silver Chariot had popped up quickly before the cloud of debris appeared; armour pieces bursting off of before sending Polnareff into the air.

"Bravo! Oh, Bravo!" Clapping his hands in a round of applause the man remained floating above the ground, a smile was once again stretched out across his face.

"How the hell is he floating there?"

Hearing Jotaro ask this you couldn't help but answer having discovered the reason yourself, "His stand. He's using his stand to hold him up." Raising a hand you pointed towards where the faint form of it was, the majority of it was transparent though you could still make out a distortion of air to see it's slimmer form.

"Precisely that mademoiselle! Take a good look with your inner eye." Pushing off back into the air, the man tucked into himself doing a few show-offey flips before landing back on his feet just as the others realized what it was. "Yeah, you got it. My Stand, Silver Chariot, with its armour shed!"

Continuing to grin, Polnareff took in Avdol's expression, "You look surprised. It would be dishonorable of me to defeat you before I explain my precious move. It's only fair, after all. Will you allow me the honour of explaining it?"

"Very well. Let us hear your explanation." Turning back from where he'd been making his way down the steps Avdol once again approached the enemy.

Resting his hands onto his hips Polnareff began, "My Stand didn't break apart and disappear. Silver Chariot was wearing armor, All it did was take it off. Only some of it's armor was burned off by your flames. That's why I'm mostly unharmed. And with the armor gone, it's much faster. Did you not see my stand lift me up? Indeed. That's just how fast it is now!"

Focusing on the conversation Avdol and Polnareff were having you only tuned out of it when Joseph made a 'pst' noise, the man having raised his hand to beckon you over like some sort of cat. "(Y/N), you shouldn't be so close to the fight."

At that you couldn't help but give the man an 'are you serious' look before begrudgingly moving closer towards the three still lingering on the stairs.

Turning back around to view the fight, your eyes followed SIlver Chariot as it seemingly multiplied into seven of itself, "His Stand just created six...No, seven duplicates!" Raising a hand and pointing towards the fight Joseph retained a look of surprise.

Surprised as well, Kakyoin rebutted Joseph's statement,"Impossible. Stand users can only have one stand."

"He's just using fakes to make it seem like there's more, and by the looks of it Avdol's having trouble with them." Pointing that out your eyes dances from the bright flames towards the musketeer-like stand, watching both dictate what the other's next move will be.

Another version of crossfire hurricane was used in retaliation to what Silver Chariot was doing, once again ending in Polnareff's body crashing to the ground. Though not in the same way as he did before, this time a sizzling hole was left where the man once stood.

"A hole?!? You used the hole from earlier!" Realizing Avdol had used the hole made from a previous attack you couldn't help but grow a smile, his ability to use his stand was really something else.

Leaving behind a blade and exchanging a few words with Polnareff the man began trailing back towards the group, stopping suddenly to turn around and turn off the flames surrounding the white haired man's body, nearing him once more.

"I see now you truly are a chivalrous man. Even now, you have chosen not to attack me with the dagger while my back was turned." Kneeling down Avdol raised up the man, eyes sparking with respect as he continued to speak. "You have remained honorable despite your orders from Dio. You do not deserve to die."

Raising a hand and parting the man's hair, Avdol's eyes right away spotted a flesh bud tucked within the ivory strands. "Jojo!" At the call of his name Jotaro understood what was being asked, right away calling upon Star Platinum to remove the flesh bud.

Watching the ebony haired man remove the parasite you couldn't help but hear Joseph whine about the bud and couldn't help but laugh. For someone who'd been through so much it was surprising that tentacles are what freaked him out the most.

Once the bud was fully removed you found yourself checking over the ivory haired man as Joseph held him up, "Good! Now that the flesh bud is gone, we can be bud-dies! Ba dum tsh!"

"It's things like this I wish I'd stay dead for." Muttering that out in a light manner Joseph let out a whine in response. "But yeah, now that the flesh buds gone we can be buddies."

Waiting for the Polnareff to wake up a few words were exchanged before the group parted ways from the man, a long forgotten hunger that the group faced was back once more as the smell of the city's street food filled the air.

"Maybe this time around we can try the street food?" Suggesting that while heading down the stairs you paused for a minute feeling your stomach begin to rumble lowly, a sign that you for one didn't take the chance earlier to fill yourself.

Letting out a hum, Kakyoin slowed down so that he could begin walking parallel to you, the redhead understanding what you were saying completely since his own stomach was beginning to speak. "I wouldn't mind trying some things, I for one don't think we ate enough earlier."

Hearing you and Kakyoin state that Joseph pursed his lips together, the older man ponders over the idea before coming to a conclusion.

"Screw this, we're getting a hotel and ordering in. I can't stand being int-" The older man cut himself off as a gurgling noise sounded; his own stomach decided to put in it's own two cents. His eyes widened for a second before he tried continuing nonchalantly, "Being interrupted."

Laughter quickly bubbled up your throat filling the air, the others were quickly able to let out their own noises in amusement at what'd happened and a light atmosphere once again surrounded the group.

This trip was surely going to be memorable.

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