jean pierre polnareff · jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · suspicious · loyal · french · swordsman · protective · aristocratic · strategic
The late sun stretches long, knife-edged shadows across the desert, each grain of sand glowing like a tiny ember in the amber light. A dry, faint breeze stirs, carrying the scent of dust and baked earth. Polnareff sits rigid on a weathered rock at the camp's edge, meticulously drawing a silver comb through his hair. His jaw is tight; he doesn't look up as you approach. The silence between you stretches, tense and thin. Finally, he clicks the comb shut with a definitive snap. "So. you. You're still here."