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[digiorno]

buongiorno! sorry i missed you; i'll happily get back to you as soon as i'm done with whatever business i'm on. leave a message!

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text | idk like the 25th probably woo backdating

[starmark]

Hi.

[OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS CHAMPION HE IS SO GOOD AT CONVERSATION]

If you're busy, get back to me when you're not.

text

[digiorno]

[jotaro you don't want to like. leave your name, or a good time to reach you, or a short summary of what this is about? somebody needs to learn phone etiquette.]

[nevertheless.]

I'm not busy. What can I do for you?

text; | 9/15, nighttime

[starmark]

Did you seriously drink a teacup full of a guy's piss on a dare.

[digiorno]

[????????]

Yes?

[IS THIS NOT WHAT ANYONE WOULD DO?]

text; 21st probably

[beatofmyblood]

Giorno Giovanna?

It's Mr. Joestar.

[Something is wrong.

Something is keeping Jonathan up far too late at night.]

I know it's an unreasonable hour, and I apologize, but this is...well, it's important. If you're awake, could I talk to you about something?

[digiorno]

[He actually was asleep, and considers not answering the text until morning - but once he sees that it's from Jonathan, he answers immediately. He could probably pinpoint the reason for this, but he doesn't really want to.]

Of course. How can I help?

[sunsetsitter]

[Just after sunset, Giorno will be getting a call from a sleepy ghost opening with a yawn.]

Morning... So I talked to that Abbacchio guy.

[She has other business, but let's start with that first.]

[digiorno]

Good evening, Izabel. I hope you slept well.

[Never mind the slight pinch of worry at that particular topic of conversation . . .]

Did it go as you expected it to?

[audio; a little after sunset october 28th.]

[sunsetsitter]

Please come do my hair.

[And with the audible shake in her tone, even a rock could tell that something was very, very wrong and this request isn't about needing a new style, it's about for the love of all things holy, just come and hold me, everything is fucked.]

Please.

audio

[digiorno]

[His response is quick and neutral and capable. She is afraid; he is here.]

Where are you right now?

10/27ish idk after wonderland shit goes down I'M LATE

[lapidarius]

Giorno, do you think I could meet you at the cafe later? I'd like to make sure you're alright, if you were caught up in all that recent insanity.

[digiorno]

[He was wondering if this was coming. Wondering, but he didn't reach out for it, because - he's exhausted. It's been days and he's still exhausted. He doesn't want to see anyone.]

[But.]

I was. And of course, you can come by whenever you want. I don't have anywhere to be today.

text; late afternoon, november 1

[starmark]

You said that Gold Experience can create things you see in pictures, right? You don't have to have a physical animal to copy right in front of you?

[...]

[......]

[.........]

[............]

This is Jotaro.

[digiorno]

[Not for the first time, Giorno marvels at the strange wonder that is Jotaro Kujo.]

I know. Yes. What do you need?

audio; 11/2

[punchboth]

[Is this a good time? It fucking is now, what's good???]

Heeey alien, I got a question for you.

[digiorno]

[Oh, well. Sure, why not.]

Yes, human?

11/12 | A FEW HOURS AFTER THE THING

[starmark]

Hi. It's Jotaro.

If you're busy, can you get back to me when you're not?

[digiorno]

What?

Yes?

12/3, evening

[doreimi]

Hey, Mr. Glam Rock, sometime when you're not busy can I ask you a question about Stands?

[digiorno]

Oh? Of course. What is it?

[text; when he's wendigone to help dio.]

[sunsetsitter]

Sable's going out to see him tomorrow night if he's out. She can't know what happens, so I can't know yet either. Just in case. But I want to, if there's anything I should know and if you're okay with telling me. I know there will be things that aren't okay even if everything turns out fine.

But even if you want to keep that to yourself, I'll also just want to be by you.

So I'll see you after Sable gets back, okay? I'm leaving my watch in one of your suit pockets and going out.

I love you, fratello.

wendigo puns will be the death of me

[digiorno]

ill tell you as soon as i know

text; some point after the wendigo-round. wendigate? wendigoddamn what the hell

[lapidarius]

are you and jonathan okay

is he okay

[Christ, he was a mess.]

I'm sorry. I should have done something, I've fought wendigoes before, I just

I'm sorry.

whines aggressively

[digiorno]

Kakyoin, where are you?

12/30

[starmark]

Jolie will be old enough to swim in another few weeks.

Do you want to come watch me put her in the bathtub.

[digiorno]

It's safe to put her in the bathtub before she's old enough?

package;

[berrynice]

[At some point, a basket comes to rest at the door that serves as the entrance to a trio of rooms on the second floor of the Joestar Mansion. There are no names attached, but given the marigolds and yarrow woven around the handle, and how it practically overflows with chocolates and pastries and other sweet comfort foods, there's little question who it came from and who it's for.

But that's not all there is. Underneath all the food is a layer of trinkets and baubles: a chain, gold, the links too heavy and bulky to serve well as a necklace; a sharp, angular pair of sunglasses; a pendant, fashioned in the image of the sun; a ladybug charm, matching the one on the second watch he carries; a zipper, metallic and shiny atop a few leafs of classical sheet music; a small toy airplane that fits in the palm of a hand.

And underneath all that, is a fired bullet, warped from impact, dug out from the wall of the shooting gallery and attached to a small metal ring, through which a silver chain that is fit to be a necklace is threaded.]

[digiorno]

[He's in his room, of course, where he's been more lately, especially after talking to Jotaro. When he opens the door and sees the basket . . . well, of course he knows who it's from. For a moment he just stares down at it; then he retreats back into the room and opens it on Mista's bed.]

[It's another half an hour or so before he moves again, tidying up everything and putting it away. The food goes into the bottom of a cabinet in his room, the mirror of Dio's, the place where he keeps the non-perishable things. The chain, glasses, and sheet music go on his highest shelf; everything else goes into his pockets, except for the necklace, which he winds around his fingers.]

[Stupid and sentimental and frustrating, since he knows he's going to keep every single thing.]

Would you like a cup of tea, Miss Holly?

2/3

[starmark]

I need your opinion on something.

Honest opinion. No laughing.

[digiorno]

You wouldn't even know if I was laughing. But I won't.

➥ super secret delivery; | 2/14

[doreimi]

[At some point on the 14th of February, Giorno will likely happen across a special delivery dropped off somewhere in the Joestar Mansion — in the form of a little bouquet of Valentine's choco, arranged in a jar and tied off with a ribbon, and bearing a note that reads: ]

Giorno,

I think you're right. It's fun to do things just because you want to. ❤

- Reimi

[digiorno]

[Giorno reflects, as he chomps on a strawberry, that it's somewhat alarming to find out that Reimi is only increasing in adorableness as time passes. This has the potential to become a lethal weapon.]

That's the prettiest present anyone's ever given me. Are you having a good day?

once the ragnakak settles down idk

[lapidarius]

I'm really sorry about bringing that whole mess to the cafe. I should have thought ahead or at least warned the rest of you first.

[...]

I'll replace the chair, too.

time is fake

[digiorno]

I'm not worried about the chair, Kakyoin.

3/5ish probably, continues shitting up your inbox

[lapidarius]

Giorno, I hope this isn't interrupting anything.

How are you doing?

chews on your tags

[digiorno]

Hi Kakyoin! I'm all right, look at Danny!

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3/whatever | during 4wd at some point

[starmark]

I think we broke the universe.

[digiorno]

Wait. What?