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February is Quite a Month (Closed & Open Prompts)

Who: Jonathan, and you! (And rex, and his relatives...)
What: Family tree talk with family, and FalseBody Shenanigans for Everyone
When: Feb 2, and then the rest of Feb (And Feb 26!)
Where: Giorno's Dorm, The campus, some Classrooms...wherever Rex is...
Warnings: None..?

[CLOSED | FEB 2 | GIORNO & JOLYNE]

It is February the Second.

It isn't as if Jonathan has been putting off this meeting- no if anything, many other things have been getting in the way, from getting ahold of proper books and still other things. But the day has arrived, and Jonathan ultimately gets the help needed to slowly set things up in Giorno's dorm for what will be a quiet moment of time looking through the only things they can make use of in the absence of a photo album.

History books. News clippings. He's asked for Jolyne to help by providing what sources she herself had found- obviously she had them, given she knew him by name- but now here they are, a small bat, a bunch of books, and...

Well by the time they're settled he's already looking a little wistfully at a particular news clipping from a wedding, 1889, F....

February the second...

"Oh-" Right, they're. Supposed to be talking. "I do apologize, I... ...I suppose I allowed myself to get a little lost in thought, didn't I?"

....

[CLOSED | MID-FEB | REX]

This is not the first time they've been working together on this matter. More precisely, Rex is working, and Jonathan is sort of testing. All seems to be quite well however- Fine motor skills, walking, Seeing (And god, it takes some getting used to- fruit bats aren't entirely colourblind but they are limited in that regard and seeing the world with the human range was a phenomenal experience the first time he opened them.)

Now however...

"A combat test?" he repeats in question, though at the very least without confusion. If anything he sounds a little eager at the idea; gentle giant he may be (was? is now?), the idea of a good spar was still a thrilling thought to have. A friendly match, one where both sides could laugh it off, is something he hasn't been able to have in an age.

....

Though he does wonder what sort of combat test Rex will come up with....

[OPEN! | 19th to 25th]

As the days draw closer to the 26th, one might catch glimpses of someone who ordinarily would not be on campus. He's very careful of course- his relatives will not be finding him, and he's even explained to a few trusted fellows why that cannot be. But ultimately he needs to make sure he can handle finer motions, matters of strength control, walking, so on so on. Nothing major- he's already tested that level of things with Rex. So truthfully, testing might just be an excuse.

He'd rather not be so shocked by everything again that he ends up late for Jolyne's birthday, after working so hard to prepare a surprise though.

With that in mind...just who is that on the campus?? If anyone had been around long enough to know Jotaro or even Joseph in their youth, he no doubt looks familiar. Anyone who has the finer points of observation can also see a connection to Giorno- in the face, specifically, what with Giorno's hair and frame being entirely different from the 6'5'' mountain of a man that Jonathan is.

He's dressed for the weather though- even added a hat for the walk outside, which no doubt helps to keep from being recognized a bit too early- as much as his relatives won't expect him to be piloting a human body, that doesn't necessarily mean they won't be sharp enough to figure it out.

Especially since, as anyone who knew Jonathan himself can confirm, it's as close to his body as any can possibly get.

And with Rex, that's pretty damn close.

"Oh, pardon me,"

It doesn't make getting used to passing others in the halls any easier though, and as odd as it is for him to think it, he rather prefers being a bat in some regard.

[CLOSED | FEB 26 | JOLYNE & GIORNO]

Hello Jolyne? I've prepared something of a small surprise for you in the classroom we typically train in! I was uncertain if you would want to draw much attention to your birthday after all.

(I will also be inviting Giorno, if that is alright?)

Regardless, I think you will enjoy it! :]

[Who taught this man how to make emoji. Regardless-]

Giorno- I'm preparing a small birthday surprise for Jolyne (It's her birthday today, yes!). I shall admit however, that it is a bit of a surprise for you as well; if you could meet me at the noted classroom below, I would much appreciate it. I may need a bit of help setting things up, but as well, I'd rather not alarm you too much just before Jolyne arrives.

I hope to see you soon!

[We've a recipe for disaster upon the campus, it appears. Jonathan's small surprise is indeed rather small. He asked Jolyne's mother for some ideas on what she'd like on a birthday, but more than that asked for help preparing some sort of secured video call to perhaps let the two connect for the holiday. Connect, while the sorts of things she'd have had at home are around. Food wise, maybe even just atmospherically...

And of course, he called her ahead of time to ask the woman's opinion on the Other surprise.

Jolyne's mother had paused, as if considering something, and ultimately said 'she'll definitely be surprised!' while adding it would be alright still.

As it is- when Giorno arrives he's still rather awkwardly balancing a cake in one arm, and opening the classroom door with the other-] Ah-

[No! The cake is carefully being set aside so that he can better greet the teen.] ...Giorno.

[This went better in his head.] I ah... ...I managed to obtain a sort of...replacement body?

[god, it's so awkward-

It probably won't be much better when Jolyne arrives, but at least everything will be set up that time, as Jonathan's voice comes through the door to say 'come in!'

...Revealing of course, a beaming Jonathan, Jolyne's mother on a screen, and Giorno no doubt feeling a bit out of place in the room despite italian connections.]

Ah... ...Surprise?

[wow]

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Good lord, she expected all of this to be absolutely ridiculous, but she hadn't expected it to be this ridiculous. But it seemed none of them did anything half-assed and she could at least respect that much. Even if she's side-eyeing a few of the snacks and such she's pretty sure are Giorno's doing and turning her attention towards Jonathan.

Who.

Is lost in thought.

But she knows exactly what he's looking at and really can't fault him for getting lost for a moment or so.

"I take it that was your wife?" Of course, right for the throat and blunt as always.

Giorno had taken some time and care to ensure the room wasn't just straightened up, but also well cleaned. He'd also found a way to procure some tea cups and a tea pot, a small electric kettle tucked into a corner if they wanted more. Then there was the tray of cookies, fruit bites, and, of course, chocolate pudding. It wasn't the best kind, a mass produced style in little plastic cups, but it was still a treat to have.

He had taken the least comfortable seat, out of courtesy and respect, but was glad he had no roommate, as it allowed them to use both beds.

At Jolyne's question he gave a couple seconds long glance, his lips pressed thin, but he made no comment. He did look toward the photo, noticing just how lovely the lady there was, his expression unreadable, looking at the visible love in the photograph.

"Indeed. While you have obtained excellent coordination of the body, it would be inadvisable to enter battle, as I assume you intend to, without testing it first." It's all perfectly rational, though the fact he can get to see his work in action is also interesting to him. Its been interesting, creating a Phantom that's directly controlled rather than following orders. And that has given Rex ideas.

"And so, using the data we've obtained during the development of your body, I created this-" Which would be Rex putting his hands through a couple of quick, double-handed motions. Jonathan is probably familiar with the appearance of body coalescing from smokey, black particles but for once it's not his own. It's a duplicate Rex, it stands completely stock still, blank-eyed and not blinking. "Which I will control remotely. This way, you can fight to your fullest without worrying about injuring me. It is time to push your limits."

And test something new for Rex, too.

One blunt, one not blunt, what a pair he's having to help him huh.

The bat simply gives a small nod, one little claw on the photo before he looks to face the others. "She was indeed. We had scarcely been wed before my passing, it shames me to say. I left her to raise a family, and grow old, without me...I am forever astounded and happy to hear there was a family after all, but I cannot be rid of the wish to have been there, if it makes any sense."

Ahh, but. "But I suppose that isn't quite why we're here- though certainly, Erina is one I intend to talk about when it comes to the family I had in England! She was the love of my life, after all! ...And still is, despite her passing..."

Oh bugger, not Ideas.

Well, at least Jonathan is less likely to protest when he knows some aspects of this. He does raise his eyebrows at the Rex copy, however- he knows it's just a 'body'- particularly since he's piloting one himself. But it's still utterly bizarre to see rise up to stand in such a state.

Jonathan nods. "I see...this should be a fair test then indeed; hamon cannot damage organic material- only flow through, or work through, though I do suspect it could cause imbalances if forced upon another filled with life. By fighting against something organic, I myself will be forced to my limits! A wonderful idea!"

Would you rather her be quiet?

She's pointedly ignoring Giorno's stare to watch Jonathan instead, because she really doesn't care what he thinks about her at this point. But, that's little to do with Giorno and all to do with her normal personality. No one's opinion really matters as far as she cares.

"Erina..." That name sounds a bit familiar to her, it was probably in her research. But hell if she knows, given how long ago it was and how much she'd poured through to find anything out at all.

"I'd... say maybe start there, if you want? But that's up to you." She's more curious about the family from him on, but that's because it's her.

"My thoughts exactly- and it will allow us to see what effect Hamon does have on organic beings, though that's merely a bonus." Completing the preparations, Rex directs Jojo towards the chamber designed for explosive or otherwise dangerous experiments in the Anvil. Its where they've been doing most of their tests, though this is probably the most appropriate use. Rex himself takes a seat, closes his eyes and the duplicate Rex suddenly becomes alert.

"I've" "Tested" "This" "Briefly" "But" "It's" "Still" "Unusual." Says one Rex, then the other. Having two nervous systems at once is a little weird, but after performing a few basic warm-ups, he seems to have the hang of it. He ends up bouncing on the balls of his feet, flexing his neck. Loosening up, not that he needs it in an entirely fresh body. "I suggest coming at me as if it is a real battle- you won't be able to harm the real me, so the real test for today is how far you can go. Begin when ready."

"She looks happy." He says, his voice soft and almost small, compared to normal for him, but he's focused on the picture, a wedding... "You both do... she must have loved you as much as you do her." He was either wistful, or just that quiet at the moment, it's hard to tell. His chest felt a little tight, though if it was for their tragedy or his own wish to have a family like that... even he wasn't sure, but he was doing his best to seem more respectful and polite of the situation, than let on how he felt.

Well... that is one face he did not expect to see again.

Sherlock actually had to look twice from his tablet when he saw the giant of a man passing by his window to be certain. A quick jaunt and he was soon outside, not quite hiding the look of amazement in his green eyes as he cranes his neck up - when's the last time he had to do that? - to look at him in the face.

"Well, I cannot say I would've predicted this at all."

Well, they're of the same mind then (...somewhat)! Jonathan takes his ready stance, a flat palm held outward as his gaze hardens with anticipation- at least until the Rexs start speaking. That's a little odd.

He's quick to recover once the 'speaker' sorts out where the voice is coming from however, so Jonathan simply nods. Will he be likely to go all out? That's another question entirely- after all.

Even if it's not going to harm Rex, it still very much looks like him. Still. 'Begin when ready'.

Jonathan nods, and with swift motions runs forward with one of the more basic of techniques- the Zoom punch; an extended blow that comes from expanding space between hamon-loosened joints!

Well, no, Jolyne talking is probably better than Jolyne not talking. "It was the happiest day of my life," he says with confidence, the bat's ears twitching. "Truly, the photo does so little justice- the colours from the window, the way the light came through to dance across the gown... ...She was always lovely, but everything that made her lovely seemed to just...jump forward that day," he sighs, going on to explain just who 'she' was.

"Erina...we met when we were children, even if only for a short time. They were some of the happiest days of my childhood, but she sadly moved away before that very year had ended. It was only after the destruction of the Joestar manor that we met again; while I was recovering, she tended to my wounds in the hospital, as one of the nurses there. Considering how few visitors I had during that time however, I almost wonder if she chased them away while I was recovering! She had a very sharp tongue when desired, and held nothing back if she felt something needed to be said!"

It's probably not a face anyone would ever expect to see again, and Jonathan can't help but laugh at the look on Sherlock's- Er.

Arthur's, face. "Surprise?" Jonathan offers, clearly having a bit of trouble not continuing to chuckle over it. "One of the students convinced me into working with him to see if a sort of 'false body' could be made," he explains, scratching his cheek. "It's rather odd, but despite anything I've grown used to, I can't say it's unpleasant at all."

He refers of course to the fact that he's adjusted rather well to normally being a bat; going back from that to human is a bit strange, especially since that in itself can't really be a permanent arrangement.

Weddings have such a weird connotation to her, but she can't help but notice the little details of it and trying to put some colors of it together in her mind as he describes it. It's a good picture, that much is absolutely certain and even more so with actual context behind it.

She's quiet for the longest time as she lets him speak before she's letting out a soft laugh and leaning back in her chair. God, that sounds familiar. "Wondering if that got passed down somehow, but I could be wrong on that." Could also just be from her mother, what with the Italian side of her family being loud and brash, according to her. Not... terribly surprising in the slightest.

"What happened that caused the manor to be destroyed?" Of course she'd ask.

"I am," He held his hands out. "I suspect Mr. Arany, correct? If so, I hope you put some limitations, as he can - go above and beyond what's asked for unless told otherwise." Sherlock states diplomatically.

"So how does it work exactly, a transfer of your spirit into it... or, like - ah, you wouldn't get the reference - more like piloting it?" He rubs his chin.

"Yes, that's exactly the one! ...Is he known for this sort of thing?" he asks somewhat worriedly, remembering rather abruptly how many things he had to talk the fellow out of. "It was oddly difficult convincing him that I only wanted something of my original self, and nothing...'extra'."

To put it lightly. As it stands, he smiles rather proudly. "That last one is actually exactly it- that's precisely how it was put, as well. Technically speaking you could say I'm up here," he adds, tapping his head. In theory one could definitely shove a bat in there, it's true.

"That isn't what Americans had meant by 'having bats in the belfry', Joestar." He quips, the corner of his lips tugging.

"Yes... he has an odd way of viewing things, almost an extreme utilitarianism. So how does it feel exactly?"

Giorno was happy to listen, smiling softly as he actually curled himself further onto the chair to settle in and listen. He wasn't small, but somehow he managed to tuck both knees close to his chest with ankles crossed, and wrapped his arms around his knees. Even though he was smiling, his mind was on a different wedding photo, and part of him was wondering... had they felt that much in love? Had he missed it because of his age?

What was it like to love and be loved like that? Not in terms of marriage so much as just... so completely, without requirements. He kept his questions to himself, eyes on the photos as he listened. If the sharp tongue was inherited, he was out of the chance to receive it from Erina, since in that he differed from the other child Jonathan had. Which made him wonder, how different would things had been if he'd had her as a mother?

But then Jolyne was asking about the manor being destroyed, and he blinked to focus on Jonathan again, hoping his wandering thoughts weren't obvious to anyone else. Normally he kept them well hidden, but who was to say how well yet either knew how to read him. Now though, he was showing interest in the subject she'd brought up.

[In truth, Moriarty wasn't quite expecting something like this - what with his past surgery, he's been a bit...out of the loop, shall we say, with others - but the absolutely massive man on campus is hard to ignore, especially when you're bumped into.]

Hm? Ah, no - it's fine, though...have we met before, or are you a new arrival?

"I've never even heard that term until now..." is Jonathan's lamenting reply, though he does at least keep a smile and good spirit about it. "Though that does sound like Rex, yes. Ah..."

How does it feel. Right. "It feels, for lack of any better word, rather natural actually- were I not entirely aware of how I got here, I would even say it were my body." Unfortunately he is very much aware that he's a bat in a suit. "I'm trying to keep the matter relatively secret for now however- I plan to surprise Jolyne later in the month," he adds with a nod.

Oh!

[WELL! To that, he has to chuckle a bit, even while lowering his voice.] It's actually 'me', surprising as it may sound- Jonathan, rather.

[Surpriseee...] I am quite sorry however...it's taking a bit of time to readjust to this scale, and what's more is that it won't even be a permanent adjustment.

....Truly?

[He blinks, though after a moment, he just gives a short laugh - reaching out and slapping the man on the shoulder.]

Well! This certainly is an upgrade...though what do you mean by this not being permanent?

Absolutely so! [He laughs, before bringing a finger to his lips.] It is secret just for now however- I intend to surprise Jolyne for her birthday, you see...

As it is, this is technically something to 'pilot', I believe the term was? I worked with another student- Rex- to do so. [He seems to have a bit of trouble explaining the matter, but that's more because of how much he doesn't quite understand about it.] Technically speaking, I'm still in that bat.

...It's simple that the bat is also in here, [he adds, tapping his forehead with a small smile.]

...So you are, effectively, in a Mecha.

[Look, he's seen anime. He's fascinated about the concept, though - poking the arm again and checking that it is, indeed, flesh and not metal and synthetic skin.]

Splendid! I know that Rex was also involved with my spinal surgery, but for him to create a sort of...flesh construct like this is incredible. Truly a Genius, that one!

[He looks over Jonathan again, turning this way and that - more sprightly and easily than he has before, now that he can move his back without fear of setting off intense agony.]

Where do you exit from, if need be?

"Fascinating, there's usually a disconnect from what I've looked into similar subjects before one adjusts, a testament to Mr. Arany's skills, or your resilience." He pulls out a cigarette, going to light it.

"Ah... that would be right, that turn of phrase is relatively recent. You did miss quite a bit, such as Excalibur appearing a few months ago."

Ah...the manor.

"That happened the night that Dio put the vampiric mask on his face," he begins quietly, eyes still on the paper. "...In our efforts to both escape and mediate the madness, the house was set aflame- as the fight progressed, I realized that he was unstoppable by any normal means, so I strove to battle against him through the flames in the hopes of it ensuring his demise.

"Truthfully, I..." ...Well. "...If I'm honest, I didn't expect to survive that..!"

The cheer is somewhat forced.

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