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Jolyne had told her dad a lot about a friend of hers. Their name was foo fighters, and they’d taken control of a human body. Apparently, Foo fighters was actually a colony of plankton that’d been given a stand and after acquiring the stand, became a sentient being with a mind for themselves; and they took over a human body.
He was immediately intrigued by this, jotaro was. He wanted to know how they thought, acted. He wanted to know them, and he hoped he could meet them eventually.
Until jolyne told him that they’d lost a majority of their colony and their host body during a bad run in with Pucci and that they were still recovering.
“How do you know this? Have you went and seen them recently?”
Jolyne shrugged. “Yeah, I guess. They said every plankton made in that colony is born as a part of the hivemind they already have and it’ll take a while for them to feel like they’ve got enough to either take over a new host body or live in a humanoid form. They think taking over a new host body’d be best, but someone would have to die for that to happen...”
“Where are they?”
“I made sure they were put in a place regulated by the SPW foundation.”
Jotaro pondered it for a moment and then blurted out, “The next time you go, can I come with you? I’d love to meet them.”
Jolyne laughed, “Look at you, eager to meet someone for once,” she smiled at her dad. “Sure! I can take you. I see them every three weeks.”
And so he waited. It felt like forever until Jolyne called him and told him they’d be leaving for wherever F.F was.
She was there to pick him up in no time, and then they were off.
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When they got there, jolyne calmly talked him through what was okay and what wasn’t. Most of it was common sense, especially for someone who works with marine life, but he listened in anyways. They got to the actual area shortly after, jolyne staying behind to chat with an SPW foundation employee for a second. Or something, jotaro wasn’t focused on his daughter right now.
There was a figure there already. Humanoid. Mostly a dark grey, with yellow in a single zig zag across their face and silver-ish robotic parts showing around their joints. They were formed almost to their knees in a humanoid style. They had “hair” that was formed in a way that made it seem like a bob shaped into little spikes that jutted out downward to the ground.
Jotaro was amazed.
“They’re making themselves into a replica of the body they took over before. They did that before the scuffle with pucci, too. They’re still really attached to the feeling of being human and that body as a whole. I can tell. ” Jolyne had walked up behind her father at this point. “Hey, F.F! You were at the waist last time i saw you! Busy month, huh?”
Foo’s eyes darted over to the girl and her father. “Yeah! Sure has,” they smiled, “Who’s this with you?”
Oh, god, they talked. Jotaro was trying his hardest not to smile in whatever complete and utter glee he felt right then.
“Ah, he’s my dad.” Jolyne nudged her father with an elbow. “Go on, introduce yourself.”
“I’m Jotaro,” he’d say. And that’s all he’d say. Too nervous to say more.
They smiled at him. “Heyo, Joots! Jolyne’s told me a lot about you!”
Joots? Was this a weird nickname they’d made for him before they’d met?
“I could say the same for you.”
“Marine biologist, huh? You should totally study me sometime! I’m marine life technically…” They frowned a bit. “Maybe when my body’s done or they find me a new one, though…”
“Nah, I shouldn’t-”
“Oh- don’t worry! I’m cool with it!”
Jotaro slipped out a smile, immediately looking down, and then looking back up again.
“Really?” he managed.
“Of course!”
“Then I’d love to.”
They continued to talk through the day, for what seemed like hours, over a multitude of things. They talked about big things, small things, unimportant things, important things. They talked and talked, and jotaro was willing to let himself let loose and smile and be himself in a way.
Until Jolyne tapped him on the shoulder and said “Dad. Time to head home.”
Jotaro frowned, but responded with a “good grief” and an “okay.”
“Feel free to come back, Jotaro!!”
“I’ll think about it!”
On the way home, Jotaro inhaled and asked-or almost asked-if he could go back sometime.
Jolyne responded with an “of course.”
And so he did.