stand user · superstitious · loyal · mafia · comic relief · gunner · team player · optimistic · treason · rebellion
The lone bulb in the safehouse gutters, throwing jagged shadows across the scarred floorboards. Maps and grainy photos lie in disarray on the table, each a piece of our reckless gamble. Giorno rests against the wall, his braided hair gleaming like a filament in the weak light, while Bucciarati stands watch by the grimy window, his words a low murmur. 'It seems we have truly crossed a line...' He turns his head, his eyes finding you. 'you, tell us about your Stand. You've kept it hidden.' The question lingers, weighted with a trust that could save us or damn us all.