Kijo would move slowly too grab at the gun, only for a vine too reach out of apparently no where grabbing it and quickly retreating back too where it belonged. Staring too the tiki-esque creature, who lay decorated across the man’s shoulders, Kijo’s emerald eyes would glance too The Outsider. This man knew far more than she did, and Kijo greatly disliked not knowing...well anything.The Stand? Her eyes would go over the seraphim-like form of The Outsider. “Too be honest, I always thought it was an angel, i mean.. it does fit the appearance.” She would continue too grip at her bleeding shoulder as she would stare too the fully formed creature.

So, you were a Stand.... her eyes would stare too the creature. The ivory feathers always confused her, she could never decide if The Outsider had been a harpy, an angel, but now, it was nothing she could imagine. Well, it wasn’t the craziest theory she heard, but it was still something.. and something was alot more than the whole lot of nothing she knew about it. Glancing too the gun, as she would hear it slowly shatter, she would raise an eyebrow. She didn’t care much for those weapons really, not as personal as she liked battles too be.

Kijo actually, didn’t really like battles- which was why she always opted too run, but a cornered animal is an animal at it’s fiercest, and the thug had learned that the hard way. The thought would cause her too pause, as she would hold out her hand. The Outsider would be quick, those with a skilled eye would easily see that creature’s movements, but within a blink of an eye the seed and the gun had been in the palm of her hands.The Outsider wouldn’t have done it if it didn’t think it was a good idea, and too be honest- this creature’s intuition was probably why she was still around.

Giving a soft sigh, she would look too the seed before resting The Outsider however, she knew would be prepared too strike if she needed it. Glancing between the two, she’d give a soft sigh. “I am Kijo, and my fine winged friend over there, is The Outsider. If I may ask, what do i do with the seed now, eat it? Plant it in the ground-grow a tree with it?” she would raise an eyebrow as a smirk would grow on her face.

Kijo would stay quiet as he explained too her about her stand, well, not much rather then letting her know that The Outsider hadn’t been an angel, which a part of her knew that. The Outsider had been too detached about that world too be an angel, even a guardian angel she figured would give at least give two shits about care the world. The Outsider seemed more intrigued with herself, preaching too her about it’s logic when it can, trying it’s best too guide her from her current situation. After all, though.. she doubted there was anything past this life, she heard no voice when she use too pray at night, she had religion.. of course most children do at a time, however, that time is long over. Sighing a bit impatiently, as she looked too the seed in her hand, and the Jacket that seemed too be long but tainted by her blood. Sighing softly, she’d pull the white jacket off, to show- well more ivory. The girl didn’t seem too have much of a color scheme besides black and white.

Well, it would beat the hospital visit, and any stitches she would need. Glancing towards the tiki- masked being, which just reminded her of some sort of voodoo doll, however instead of straw or wax, it was more of a jungle-inspired doll, vines and wood and what not. Tilting her head slightly she would look over the creature more, so.. there were other people like her, with stands like The Outsider, she wondered if they all looked differently.

“The man who seemed too easily take down those thugs who were after me, in the diner, was he a Stand user as well? Or.. should i consider myself ignorant in thinking that Stands are the only...other worldly creatures around.” she would chose her words carefully, as if walking on eggshells, she didn’t know if this stand had cared too be called a creature, or how she could speak of it. Honestly, she only knew that The Outsider cared for such things because once she called it a pixie, or the Cupid... it was not happy about it. In fact, it had given her a whole speech on how Cupid isn’t real, and it finds those as racist terms. She could actually sense The Outsider’s annoyance by the simple thought of it within the corridors of her mind.

“Alrighty, Vita.. i’ll take care of your plant, even plant it in the ground after my shoulder’s all healed up- just stop this bleeding,please .” she would smile too the Stand, before looking too Roger, oh.. was this a stereotypical 80‘s movie? Where the lost hoodlum finds a sensei? Kijo could hardly hold back a snicker at the thought, before looking too him with a serious gaze finally, “The Outsider, has been by my side for as long as I can remember, I guess it wouldn’t hurt figuring out what it is, figuring out what to do with myself. Is there like a grand tournament or something, where stand’s fight each other, or is it a gotta catch em all type thing? Not that i’d go after Vita, honestly you are more like a third or fourth gym leader, and I haven’t even gotten one badge.” she spoke, referencing a child’s show, however the seriousness seemed too dance in her eyes.

“Although, we might only have enough time for one lesson, i have a meeting too go to in an hour or so.” she’d glance up to the sky, man it was a particularly long day. Out stretching the hand with the see towards Vitalogy, so it would be able too plant the Seed-band aide looking too him. “I.. don’t know about passing it on, considering your stand is the only other stand i’ve seen in my lifetime- next too The Outsider of course, but i’ll give you my word on it. Which might not mean anything too you yet, but i’m not entirely trouble. That’s just The Outsider.” she would shrug and wince suddenly, fuck.. that was right, her shoulder was bleeding, if she would wait any longer no doubt she’d be endanger of passing out from blood lost.

“Words mean nothing, but you’ll see soon enough.”

She was of course, referring too the fact that she planned on dropping off the money too repair any damages those hooligans had done. Emerald eyes would narrow at the thought, thinking of.. she did have a few loose ends too cut. Those were of course the meetings she had mentioned earlier.

Looking too the creature as it would uncurl...its arms. Raising an eyebrow, as she would look at the two in general. Well, she was either going too die, some how go on a hallucinogenic state and then probably die, or this man was actually going too help her, it was easy too see that Kijo hadn’t trusted much, or many.. it’s just that well, she didn’t want too explain what had happened too a hospital, or threaten a vet to sew her up- like hell she wasn’t doing it again, also fun fact, they wear gloves so the needle doesn’t slip out of their hands, blood did tend too make things slippery. So, well, Vita was her easy way out, and listening too Roger. It was nice actually, speaking too someone and having them speak too you in a non-threatening manner, she mainly got threats and cat calls with the sort of people she enjoyed prodding.

Nick...Rix? What kind of name was that? How hard was it for his opponents not rhyme is name together? Did.. Nick Rix ... fix up certain people. Oh gods, she was disgusting that wasn’t even a good rhyme. She could easily think of a better one, maybe, the thought would disappear as quick as it would come, her attention going too the slight irritation in her wound.

Staring slightly, she’d look too her shoulder as a white flower would bloom. Oh, she could hear the bad jokes The Outsider would try too form already. Amusement would dance across her eyes as she stared too him with a raised eyebrow. So, this was the power of another’s stand. Looking too the flower again, she’d begin too move her arm and stretch out slightly, trying too test the flower like bandage, sighing as she would cross her arms again. She’d stay like this in silent for a couple long, probably awkward minutes. “Well, seeing as i haven’t died, or gone into some drug induced state.. no offense, it seemed too work...” she would continue too test her arm, stretching it towards the sky and then moving it in a circular motion. Hmm, it was like it wasn’t even there, band aides were more annoying.

Her arm would drop too her side, and the finger too her other hand would delicately run along the flower petals. “So, do I just walk around with a flower sticking out of my shoulder? Or can I put a coat over this?” she asked with a raised eyebrow, well that might draw more attention to her than she liked, however, she did have a nice way too sticking too the shadows..

“Eh, who am I kidding, i’d feel too bad. I’ll just say it’s some weird fashion.”

The woman would shrug her shoulders carelessly, pausing as she’d look up. Oh her meeting, looking too him. “Hey, tonight i’ll drop off the money at the Peking, that way we can meet up tomorrow and i can try some of the tea there, I promise I won’t bring thugs along.” she spoke calmly, as she would look towards the alley way, walking towards the entrance of it. The police had been just arriving, and she’d smoothly turn around. Yeah, that was a whole lot of nope. She’d take the fence route.

“But, that’s my cue too leave friend. It was nice meeting someone like me, well, like The Outsider and I.” she would glance back behind herself, and The Outsider would appear, however it would move curiously towards her shoulder, looking curiously towards the flower and then looking too him. It’s wings seemed too pull back before it’d move to float over the fence, and in a blink of an eye she would be over the chain link fence, floating gently as she landed on the ground.

Moving too look towards her bloody shirt, great. Now she’d have too steal more clothes, and cut little holes into the shoulders of them for her new flowery friend. She’d sigh and glance too the Outsider. “I’ll say it’s a fashion statement.” “That’s an awful statement.” “I’m not flying, that’s an awful statement in itself.” The creature would disappear at Kijo’s words, clearly annoyed that she hadn’t been taking it’s advice. Shoving her hands into her pockets, she would begin too walk through the streets.

She’d get a few peculiar stares, but mostly it was people trying their hardest not too stare. After all, with rumors of another shooting happening in this normally peaceful town, had been spreading through the area like wild fire, sparking life too their dull lives momentarily. That was just how they lived, Kijo figured people without Stands, with normal lives and no abilities. Moving towards a bit more of a run down part of town, she would move towards the alley ways, moving about as if the entire place was a maze, and it was... her maze. She would walk into a new home, it hadn’t even had occupants in it yet, the new neighborhood it had been in had also been empty. Entering from a broken window; as if she had done a thousand times before. Walking towards the new chimney, she’d bend too her knees, carefully picking up the floor boards, before revealing two white duffel bags full of money and jewels mainly, a few watches had been in there as well. Sighing as she’d take only one bag, covering it back up with floor boards before leaving her hiding spot.

Kijo would move quicker now, after all she was running late for her meeting. The client was already going too be angry at her, she switched up their deal. She would move towards a construction site, it’s workers had long finished their day too go home, or the bar or where ever they desired. The men she stole it from, owned this site, it was their choice for a meet up spot. Walking with the duffle over her un-flowered shoulder, she’d walk briskly towards the area. The air seemed cooler than what she was use too, she’d need too get a new white jacket. Didn’t they know how hard it was too steal it and keep it white? Stepping in front of a group of men, she could see the tall bald one she fought earlier, quietly keeping his eyes from her.

Well, she did know how too instill fear.

“Okay, you proved a point princess, our group could use someone like you.” “Nah.” she’d throw the duffle bag at the man’s feet, the one she knew was in charge, his dark eyes slowly looking too the bag and then too her. “No?” “I did that cause i was bored, I only asked too join you guys too see what you would say.” she would cross her arms. “Where are the other three duffel bags?” he would ask suddenly, oh jeez, so they did learn how too count. Oh well, “They are mine, and that one is yours, consider it your apology too me, after all your men did shoot at me.” she would state calmly, as she looked too group. "You...stole. From. Us." The man would begin clearly angry.

“That’s rude, y’know...” she would begin. “But, i mean, be grateful i let you have that much back.” she would turn her back too them and begin too walk off.

“Not this time! One more move and i will make sure they blow the brains out of that confusing little head of yours.” the man would growl and she’d glance too him with a bored gaze in her eyes. “Please, i’ve met peaceful men more frightening then you and your group will ever be, you need guns and about ten men too try too threaten me, and it doesn’t work.” she would hiss suddenly, looking too him.

The man she had fought before would look up, before seeing the flower. No doubt the poor man would start laughing, oh jeez.. he snapped. Pointing too her flower, he’d continue too laugh. “I-I shot her!” he’d fall back now, laughing uncontrollably. “What is he even talking about...” one of the men would scratch the back of his head. Kijo wasn’t going too be around for this scene, nope, she avoided the police way too much today, to have too avoid them again. This screamed police all over it, why did she feel bad for stealing all of their money, it wasn't like she ruined their money source- which thinking on it, she probably should have.

Kijo had long feared the mystery of death, one wouldn’t call her suicidal- careless without a doubt, but not suicidal. The woman had been afflicted with a curious flame inside of her, this flame would burn and seek out any information, any curiosities; perhaps this very will, these flames were what birthed The Outsider, her stand.. what an odd thing too call it. Kijo seemed deep in thought in front of the men, they were probably threatening her or something, she had quiet frankly just became bored with them.

She did the right thing, she gave their money back.

The dark haired woman would sigh, she really missed her outfit. It’d be so hard finding a nice one. She would move away from the men, and she could feel The Outsider’s tension raise instantly, it never liked her too go into battle for instance, it always would scold her, tell her too wait for the battle, too be patient. She wasn’t a doctor, so she didn’t need any patients. Smirking slightly she’d look too the flower, huh.. she had almost forgotten this had been on her shoulder. “What do you say lil buddy, do you need watered?”

The would begin too walk off, and only stop when she heard the sound of a gun cocking, well fuck. Sighing deeply. “You know, i’m really disappointed in you boys.” The Outsider would slowly appear behind her,. “Waste this bitch...” the voice would be dripping in acid, each word filled with hate as they would aim and the sound of bullets would echo through out the area, this would continue for about a minute. “Boss...” a man would speak up as they looked too where the woman had been, their duffle bag had only laid there- Well, what was left of it. The woman’s body was no where too be found.

Kijo had been on sitting on the roof of a building only a couple houses down from the men. Who would no doubt be scrambling off from the crime scene. Kijo would glance back for a moment, as her eyes would glance over the streets, and there were the police, wow that was pretty fast.. but she supposed they did shoot a lot at her. Staring too the direction of the scene she would sigh, wondering if they took the duffle bag or if there was anything left of it. She honestly felt bad about doing that, but the regrets were fleeting and she would crack her neck and then back.

“You were right, I should probably start stretching more.” “We don’t understand the affects of this yet, Kijo.” The Outsider would look to her. “Every time i give you my abilities, every time you do this reckless-” “Hey, T.o...Do you want me too die?” The Outsider would go quiet, tilting it’s head too her. “Don’t be so selfish, I do not know if I can survive if you die, I am not willing too take that chance.” It would float in front of her. “Then you have nothing too worry about, even if you’re a heartless bastard .” she spoke flatly, here for a second she thought The Outsider cared for her well being. Kijo didn't plan on dying anytime soon, but if it happened- well, that was an exciting thought.

“So I do not have a heart?” The sad thing was, she wouldn’t be able to figure out if The Outsider was mocking her, or being serious. Kijo had been to frustrated to ask it. Moving too stick too roof tops, she doubted police would have anyone too interrogate. Pausing, as The Outsider would look too her, “You’ve never been friendly with a human before, but I suppose him having a Stand wouldn’t make him a normal human.” it would float around her as she would continue too run, until she was a couple streets over, landing on the sidewalk with a soft thud, she’d sigh and glance too it. “And you are keeping your word?” Kijo would glance too it and dig her hands into the pockets of the trench coat- if i may remind you all, the one she didn’t have on. She would pause, and smack her forehead against her door.

“Yeahh, I saw you forgot too take your keys out of your pockets.” What a dick

“Good news is you have another reason too go back too the Golden peking.” The creature would speak up as it would tilt it’s head. “I don’t want too see you for a while. Sick of your preaching.” The Outsider would scoff before disappearing. The creature honestly just liked too hear it’s own voice, or whatever, mind hear, however it’s telepathy worked, or maybe it could speak, it didn’t speak around Rodger... but it wasn’t like T.o was the friendliest. Kijo would suddenly stop, fuck. Hopefully the tall dude from before was to mentally scarred to tell his boss about Rodger, or even remember him, she never had too worry about another before.. hm, perhaps she'd have too deal with those gangsters permanently.

Perhaps she would introduce herself too the owners of the store, but should she use her real name or a fake one. Rubbing her chin softly as she pondered, A part of her wanted her too take the money right now too her-No that wouldn't work, would it- No, it’d be weird too just come out of no where with money and then give it away too a stranger, and it wasn’t like she planned on telling the owners this was actually kind of her fault if she never led them here, it’d never get wrecked.

Too be fair, she hadn’t promised Rodger that she was bringing the truth, just money too pay the damage. “Better get there before it closes, right lil buddy.” She would glance too the flower before walking in the direction she thought the Golden peking was in, she at least hoped it was in. She also wasn’t opposed too just dropping the money off, with a nice note inside, you know an anonymous stranger- but she wouldn't be sure if that was too shady or not.