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"Are you sure?" He snickered under his breath, tugging her closer-- if only to seep his fingers slowly into her skin. "I doubt you do, considerin' you've made the decision to lead a criminal gang. You think a girl like you would go into somethin' else but the Yakuza? Come on now. That's askin' for death."

"There should be when 'yourself' if a big ass piece of shit. No offense of course, I just feel it's right to be honest with a girl." Josuke stuffed both hands into his pocket, moving a bit closer towards his fellow leader. "Hate to be a downer, but the truth is you can't do whatever you want. I mean.. can you do this?" As he spoke he grabbed the object that had injured her and opened a cut on his own skin, which seemed to heal rather rapidly. "Sayin' you can do whatever you want is a big fuckin' lie. Be honest with yourself next time. Remeber that you're human and in the end you can't do whatever you want. -- Anyways.. I don't remember meetin' you a few days ago, and I learned about you a long ass time ago."

Geez, so fuckin' whiny. Yeah, I became like this. Build a bridge and get over it dude. Instead of complainin' about it, just accept it. Not like I'm gonna change anytime soon.

How about you just wipe the me from the past from your mind huh? Let's start anew. Become buddies.

[He moved closer, extending out his hand.]

{{It did hurt…it hurt way too much—the bragging, the stupid posturing—it faded into an annoying buzzing as the deep, terrifyingly cold sensation started to set into his arm. He winced, small utterances of pain ripping forth from his throat is short bursts.

Wh…what the hell are you doin’?!

ENOUGH—!

Isn't it obvious? I'm gonna shatter your fuckin' arm like glass!

[A laugh escaped him, eyes widening with amusement. He was getting a little too ahead of himself-- but with the other in such a condition, he really couldn't help himself. As far as he knew, this little fight was pretty much done.]

Enough? Don't make me laugh pomp--

{{His thoughts, however, were brutally interrupted upon being flung into the wall. The noise of his brain being thrashed around as his head knocked against the wall was almost as terrible as the actual pain itself…his body felt abnormally heavy as he tried to lift himself, finding himself unable to stand without wobbling. Still, he pushed himself to go up, leaning against the wall, breathing heavily as to stop the dizziness buzzing about in his head. A slow, steady trickle of blood started to creep down the back of his head and down his neck.

…Higher than me? …

I’m not laughing…that joke isn’t funny…

[He casually strutted closer with his hands stuffed in his pockets, Crazy Diamond hovering behind him with a threatening look in it's eyes. It was pathetic, sad even, how his alternate continued to try and fight-- even though it was obvious they were both on different levels.]

I am higher than you. Higher than anyone else really. It's like I'm Queen Serenity tier and you.. You're not even worth talkin' about to be honest.

[Bearing his fangs with a wicked smirk, he sped faster towards the other- claws reaching out to dig into his arms' flesh and using his vampiric abilities to gradually freeze his arm. Pompacop could continue standing, but in the end he would only be making things worst for himself.]

{{Whatever else Josuke had to say about the situation was abruptly cut off with the sudden appearance of the other’s stand and his subsequent raising. His eyes widened, a quick rush of panic causing him to freeze momentarily. He quickly averted his gaze, managing to choke out a brief phrase.

[His gaze was soulless, staring up at his alternate with no hint of regret for what he had done. His stand's grip seemed to gradually tighten- almost seemingly aiming to crush his throat before throwing him across the room and towards the wall.]