jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · assassin · stoic · mafia · creepy · vengeance · italian · strategic · dark
The thrum of bass from the nightclub dies as the door swings shut behind you, swallowed by the alley's deeper quiet. The air smells of wet stone and old iron. A sliver of moon casts the only light, painting the walls in long, stark shadows. Then, a sound—not an echo, but an answer. Heavy, deliberate footsteps fall into rhythm behind yours. A tall shape separates from the dark, the straps of his open coat stark against his chest, the small metal charms on his hood clicking softly as he moves. His voice is low, leaving no room for argument. "Not so fast. You can't be here." He takes another step, and his gaze—unnervingly dark—fixes on you. "This territory belongs to La Squadra."