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puppycrush22024-11-14 07:23 pm
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[ Which he knows sounds like straight up bullshit, the bizarreness of his prior comments aside. He wants to elaborate and say that it's not like his wound is going to reappear, Josuke has a quite high level of control over his powers after living with them for most of his life, but he figures those words won't be a comfort to him. Proof might be. ]
I could show you how it works on something else first, if you're worried about it.
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[ that's way too convenient - there's got to be a catch. He's leery to trust anyone, especially someone making promises that are too good to be true. ]
Okay - prove it. Show me.
[ he doesn't know why he's asking. Josuke already said he didn't think he could remove the virus, and restoring it to how it used to be would just make him a ticking time bomb. It's nothing more than a distraction - and right now, Steve needs one. ]
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Normally, he'd like to do this in a more discreet way. Like with a glass, or a piece of paper... since none of that is around the hallway Steve scampered off to, he simply walks closer to a nearby window, swiveling his head this way and that to make sure no one's about to come walk in on them. ]
Okay, stand back.
[ After he's sure Steve will not be in debris range, an unseen force shatters the window in front of them — but the pieces stay suspended in the air. Slowly, but surely, they expand outward before honing back in, seeming to effortlessly put themselves back together. The entire process takes less than ten seconds, and when it's over, the window looks exactly the same as it did a moment ago. One gets the sense he's done this a lot, given the nonchalance with which he does it; he's confident that if anyone asks what the sound was, he can just gaslight them, as he does on the daily with regular townsfolk who happen to be nearby when he uses his abilities. ]
There, you can touch it and see for yourself.
[ The window's just as sturdy as it was before — maybe even more so, restored to perfect condition. ]
this made me remember steve jumps through a window in canon and is fine 🧍PLEASE MAKE SENSE!!
[ Naturally, he flinches and throws up his arms protectively - yeah, Josuke said "stand back," but Steve wasn't expecting the window to explode for no reason - but the distinctive sound of glass shattering against the floor doesn't come. Instead, it's as Josuke described: like he's watching a film play in reverse. A literal miracle, and he's being so casual about it. ]
... What the hell? You can just do that? [ as invited, he walks up and raps his knuckles on the window, but there's no weakness - no indication it ever broke at all. ] Are you some kind of superhero?
[ For a brief moment, he forgets about the whole "being dead" thing, shocked by this incredible power. Is Josuke doing this on TV going to get him captured by Umbrella or the government?? He's a little worried. ]
maybe steve used his stand to do it we dont know
As for Steve's question, he lets out a cut-off exhale. ]
No way. I'm just a student...
[ He doesn't want to get in to all the Stand issues in Morioh and what his role in it is, it's better to leave it this way. ]
Like I said, I've been able to do this since I was a kid. Not that most people know. [ Which is probably why he's being so casual about it — to Josuke, it's just another part of him, he's too used to having it. ] So I know what I'm talking about. I really think I could help you, man.
[ If he were a relatively new Stand user, he might not be able to think of creative applications like this... but he's got over ten years of having it under his belt. He can push the limits of his Stand pretty far, so long as he's crafty about it. ]
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The mention of Josuke using said thing to help him, however, puts him on the back foot again. He holds up his hands. ]
I -- you can't. You shouldn't, I mean. What I've got - it's not a normal virus. [ he swallows. ] If you restore it to how it was before... I dunno what'll happen to me.
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Are you sure?
[ In the end... it's his choice, not Josuke's. He knows it would feel wrong to forcibly use his powers on someone unwilling, in a circumstance like this.... even still, there's quiet concern drawn tight on his features. ]
What do you think might happen...?
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I won't be myself anymore. I'll turn into something else. [ a beat - then he continues, a bit panicked again: ] I-I'm not being dramatic or some shit, I mean it for real, I'd -- kill everyone here. I'd turn into a monster.
[ that probably makes him sound insane, too, but it's the truth, and it can't be more insane than breaking and then un-breaking a window in front of him. ]
I don't know why it's not happening right now. But I'm not about to test my luck.
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[ Maybe Josuke's fear of the supernatural will cut through some of the tension... because that is the first thing that pops to his mind when thinking of virus + turning into a monster = killing everyone here. He gives a full body shiver, raising a hand to the side of his face. ]
Shit, there's gotta be something. [ Well. He can understand why Steve might refuse his help now. But that doesn't mean he's going to give up on helping him. ] All I know is... I know what it feels like when I touch someone who's gone — really gone. You're still here, so that means we've got a chance. We'll figure this out.
[ Even though Steve brushed off him trying to comfort him a few days ago, he still offers it again — the panicked note in his voice is too frantic for him not to try. If nothing else, he should know that Josuke intends to see this through, and to not give up on him. ]
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[ unfortunately, Josuke's fear is 100% correct this time, and so does not cut through the tension - where Steve's from, it's unfortunately very normal to be afraid of zombies after a certain catastrophic incident of corporate negligence. He doesn't even like saying this much out loud; under regular circumstances, it'd mark him for either death or detainment and quarantine by the government. But this thing should have already killed him - it did once - and that makes it hard to be afraid of the other, more mundane consequences. ]
... Okay. Okay, fine. Think about it. Just don't do anything without telling me, all right?
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I wouldn't do that to you.
[ His eyes are still a little wide regarding finding out that zombies are real, and that Steve's been infected by one. Not because he's scared of him or because he's grossed out, but because like the other 300 bizarre things he's endured this summer, he has to say zombies is up there in the top 5 weirdest, maybe below aliens but above super intelligent rats. ]
So.... you're like, a survivor in the apocalypse? Do you shoot guns and stuff?
[ this is the first thing that comes to his mind... just like in his video games... ]
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he shakes his head. ]
It's not the apocalypse - there was just one big incident. This medical company was doing some kind of screwed-up bioweapon research and ended up getting a whole city destroyed when their prototype leaked... [ he snorts derisively. ] I'm just unlucky enough to have a dumbass dad who worked for them and got the rest of us in trouble when shit started hitting the fan. Turns out they had more labs than just the one in that city.
[ a pause. ]
I do shoot guns, though.