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"Took you long enough." He said bitterly as his partner in crime eventually showed up, getting『CD SPACE』out of his face for now. Honestly she was lucky, he his sights on her stand's head. The guns on the walls wavered for a bit as the ground shook,『21 GUNS』momentarily losing its balance. However, the guns managed to stay as the red beast planted its hand on the ground instead of the wall. Which just left the cocky bastard that stood next to him, asking about some game. "I don't play games, kid." He said, planting the barrel of his gun right onto the kids forehead, ready to full the trigger. However, there was something odd about his confidence, even as the cold steel rested on his head. "Guns!" He commanded. On cue, the barrels on the wall aimed right at David rained down a flurry of gunfire. However, instead of turning into a fine mist, the bullets instead seem to almost bounce off of him, flying right back towards the wall and absolutely shattering the collection of guns that dared to hit his mark. "Cute trick." He said, removing the gun from David's forehead as guns that had been damaged faded into dust, another row of guns replaced them. "But this isn't my first rodeo, punk." He said, shoving the kid back. Or, at least, he tried, as he instead felt himself be shoved back. "...how annoying." He growled, tilting his head towards his stand. "Fire!" On command, the red beast flexed its muscles. A row of flamethrowers appeared out of the ground in between him and the kid, stretching across the entire room. A similar group of flamethrowers sprouted in front of the doors now that he was sure the fox was, in fact, on the run. The flamethrowers shot immediately, creating a wall of fire splitting the room in half and blocking out the door. He wasn't sure how exactly this punk's stand worked; he'd keep an eye out just in case he was also fireproof. "Keep an eye on him, will ya?" He said to his stand, before turning his attention back towards the two. He couldn't just open fire with his partner in the room; not with the wall guns anyways. Instead, he used his revolver to fire two shots towards Joanna, making sure not to hit her opponent nor his stand.

Patience They made a beeline for the exit, right behind an employee who was pushing a cart, leaving the scene. There was a brief opening in the crowd when the floor shook. With Patricia's perfect footwork, she managed to stay balanced, even catching her mother. As they stood and turned back toward the exit, Patricia caught eye on the fumbling employee who had been trying to get away with the Saint's corpse! "Hey!" she called to the thief. But the thief of course wouldn't stop. Instead, he snatched up the corpse and began sprinting away. Patricia was still subconsciously dragging her mother with her. Once they were clear of the museum, Patricia sat her mother aside. "Stay here, mom. I'm going to see if I can catch that guy." "Pattie, no! Don't be a hero!" Raeni pleaded with her daughter. "If I think I'll get hurt, I'll back off and come running. I promise," Patricia said as she gave chase after the thief. "Get back here!" she screamed, despite knowing that the thief would not comply. She broke into a full sprint, her legs carrying her as fast as they possibly could.

Joey's pursuit of the suspicious creature made him run all around the museum. It was definitely a workout, reminding him back in the old days when people were running away from him. Funny how things never changed. Just as they were about to hit the front door, where that guy had touched the floor, it began to rise up and try to block his path. Joey ran face first into one of the obstacles, landing him a bloody nose, before he pressed onward and out of the museum. He got a glimpse of the mook rounding the building. Joey followed, reaching for his holstered pistol. He found himself in the alleyway, when a sudden earthquake knocked him to his feet, causing him to almost discharge his weapon. Good thing he didn't have his finger on the trigger. The figure in front of them also tripped, revealing itself to be quite the looker. "Well would ya look at that, I've been chasing after some sorta freak's freak this whole time." Joey managed to catch something whiz right past him, making the ground behind him rise just like it had done at the entrance to the museum. Taking another good look around him, some other unfortunate soul was trapped in this alleyway with him. Joey raised an eyebrow at him. "You got one of these guys too? You'd be a lot more helpful if ya did." Joey took aim at 『FOX ON THE RUN』with his pistol, firing off two rounds at it. "『HYBRID THEORY』!!" Joey shouted, before throwing two objects from his pocket into the air: A whisk and key. "Never leave home without 'em." He joked, as Joey's stand appeared from above him, grabbing the two objects and pressing them between it's hands. Out from it's palms dropped a rather generously sized glass bottle of whiskey. He took a swig from the bottle, and offered some to Rodrigo. "Cheers to my first whacky fight!"

David kept quiet for a good bit of time, awaiting for gunman to make a move, before noticing that there was now a second individual...with something they called 『FLAGPOLE SITTA』...this day was just getting weirder and weirder at this point. Just how many people have these things? he thought, before finally seeing the gunman make his move. "I don't play games, kid." The young man only smiled. "Shame, cause you seem like the kind who gambles." he responded, seeing the gunman planting the barrel of his gun right at his forehead. David waited just to see what would happen, and after a while, it seemed that the gunman immediately figured out something else was going on, to which he commanded『21 GUNS』to concentrate fire right on him. Not what he was expecting, but this definitely was a test of his own power to say the least. David only smiled more, seeing the flurry of gunfire aimed his direction. It was time for fun to start. Much to the gunman's surprise, David wasn't turned into a fine slice of Swiss cheese like he probably was hoping, but rather the bullets seemed to bounce off and return back to their senders, basically removing the guns on the wall in the process. "...well then, that's a bit of a surprise." he said coyly. "Cute trick. But this isn't my first rodeo, punk." David felt the cold steel of the gun barrel leave his forehead as the gunman attempted to shove him...or rather, shoving himself. This elicited a slight chuckle to escape the young man's mouth, which probably upset the gunman even further. Now he was somewhat of the center of his attention, or rather, his Stand's attention. That was just perfect...if he could keep the guns focused on him, then that would definitely put things in a bit more easier position. However, now there was the entirely different problem of now a wall of fire was keeping him away from the rest of the action. The gunman, his partner and the chick with『CD SPACE』was on the other side...meanwhile, he had『21 GUNS』keeping an eye on him like a hawk. His test earlier proved that more than just a punch can definitely be sent back to the sender...did that mean the same for the fire from that flamethrower? He doubted that if anything. Then how would he get over to the other side? "The flamethrowers,『CD SPACE』! ! " “ORAORAORAORAORA!” The young man saw the spectral figure that was『CD SPACE』make the move and within a few moments, the fire was gone, which made David smirk a bit more. "Heh, my thanks." he simply said, running his hand through his hair as he made his way towards the party. He stopped near the gunman and casually turned toward him. "Sorry to say...but I think she's got her hands full...so how bout you take me on?" he said, moving slightly as now another spectral figure appeared near David, mirroring his exact stance. "I'm sure me and『WAYWARD SON』are more than enough for you."

So this was what the receiving end of a Stand's fist felt like. Joanna certainly didn't envy the loose collection of thugs she'd used hers on before, even less so now. Even with her own Stand absorbing the flurry of punches that followed instead of Joanna herself, any human opponent she'd traded blows with felt like a walk in the park after taking that sort of punishment. And to make matters worse, that crazed gunman had now erected a bunch of flamethrowers, cutting off the exits and splitting the room in two. If she'd had just about any other stand right now, Joanna would call this a critical situation. Well, a bit less so than it already was. Just getting back up to her feet, between the pounding she'd just taken and the heat of the nearby flamethrowers, wasn't easy. And even when she did, she didn't have much time to celebrate that small achievement, as two shots from the gunman's revolver fired off. The first one only grazed her shirt, but still stung quite a bit. The second one, however, lodged itself "cleanly" in her arm. More than the tendril man, that guy was the problem. What with all the guns. And the flamethrowers. "The flamethrowers,『CD SPACE』! ! " “ORAORAORAORAORA!” Even as her stand made its next move, Joanna could feel a powerful burning sensation on her hand. But that move would surely be worth it, as her Stand swooped by each flamethrower, swinging at the nozzle with the claws on its hands, and subsequently draining each flamethrower in the middle of the room of the napalm fueling it. Starting at the furthest one, and working its way closer to the enemy 『21 GUNS』 and its user with each gun's worth of fuel added to the DISC in its other hand, all while keeping its feet flying in the direction of『FLAGPOLE SITTA』with the claws curled up to make another pair of fists. As for herself, Joanna - being a flesh-and-blood human - clearly stood no chance against an enemy Stand. What she could fight though, was its user, even if she only had the one good arm to do it with. She still had legs, after all, and teeth if it came down to it. And so, Joanna ran for the user of『21 GUNS』while her Stand kept his hopefully busy enough with the distance between the two rapidly closing. Failing that, it wasn't like she was alone here.

I'm Going Ghost!

As the group made their way past the stuck up noble and his stooge, Alois simply said, "man, and I thought he'd never leave." Leading the way to his house alongside his mother, Alois glanced at the fellow villagers but didn't seem to retain eye contact with them for any extended period of time. It was pointless as he already knew what kind of look they were giving him. If anything it was probably worse than he was imagining. As his mother made a comment about carrots to him, he simply said, "yeah, yeah, that's great." Clearly not paying attention to what she said and simply walking on. When they made their way inside Alois kept to himself and was generally quiet until he heard his name called. Freezing in place, gulping at the sound of his mother's stern voice. Though his body was definitely facing her, his head was turning to not and his eyes similarly were doing their best to look as far away from her as they could. Nervously, the boy said, "well uh, how about that. Guess we have similar tastes?" The boy let out a sigh of relief as she seemed more focused on Edrick instead, Alois for once was glad for the man's penchant for practically dying in every combat they faced. "Don't bleed on my bed, it takes forever to get out." Even still, Alois could never resist the opportunity when it presented itself. Looking away now, not wanting to see his mother's face at his snide comment, he instead turned to look at Penelope. Gesturing to his house he said, "well, it's no royal palace, but here it is. Enjoy, I guess." Tsetseg, of all people, was taken aback and surprised by the girl's sudden outburst of emotion at fishing. However, as the girl finished her rambling Tsetseg smiled brightly and eagerly. "Of course! Fish are suuuper tasty so I'd love to have some! Oh and of course I'd love to fish! After all, fish are great and hunting is the best so mixing the two together is like wow! I bet it'll be amazing!" The girl paused for a moment and seemed to calm down before saying, "I don't know how to fish though." Smiling again, the girl started to pat Phai's head again before saying, "oh, but if you're the town fisherman you must be like some kind of master at fishing. And cooking them. I bet it'll be delicious!"

It's really nothing special, just something I made as a way to express myself... I mean, @Yui taught me a tiny bit about using GIMP, but all I did was use the fuzzy select tool to render and overlay the original picture onto the Nonbinary Flag, and let the indexed colors of the flag do their thing. Original Picture