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Lucario of the Gods wrote: Kakorat wrote:

Lucario of the Gods wrote: "JoJo..." Depeche says as he rides atop Duran Duran, savouring the sensation of the drizzle upon his palm, "it's beginning to rain. It's a relief from the heat, but if we get into a fight and I have to use my Plug In Baby... Just be careful, alright? I don't wanna risk accidentally frying the only guy I feel I can depend upon in this race because of a little rain."

[As a note to the DM; remember that Plug In Baby allows Depeche to detect things via electromagnetism and effectively allows him to know where North is at all times, so if anything like that is happening with the environment, he'd perhaps likely know?] "If a stand fight happens, I can't really help you. Let's just say my stand is.... preoccupied." Joachim notes as he uses his bag as some sort of umbrella. "You know Depeche... I am hearing and seeing weird things recently... I wonder if I am going insane." He then laughs. "Weird things, eh? Hm. What kind of weird things, JoJo?" Depeche responds while dressing himself in a waterproof poncho to avoid becoming too wet; as his eyes could not see the world around him looping upon itself, he relied upon his other senses, enhanced through practice and the presence of his Stand, to sense the surrounding environment. He listened intently to the rain as it pattered upon the sand and dust and used his ability to detect naturally-generated electromagnetic fields to sense living organisms, barring JoJo, within a 60 metre radius.

While not immediately clear, it would seem Depeche had been put slightly on edge by Joachim's words. One could never be too attentive. "Well," Joachim says as he looks off into the approaching clouds, "I saw a man with a piece of cloth in the desert magically vanish into thin air, and I have been a person whose voice is a spitting image of my own. However, I don't believe he actually exists, rather, that he is a part of my imagination broken free from my control." Joachim looks down into his freshly wet hands while he ponders all of this.