>>6092476>>6092588>>6092645>>6092988You pull out one of several empty chairs and take a seat. Enya has hobbled off to leave the relative youngsters to their fraternizing, leaving you with the cowboy, bodyguard, and soul-stealing brothers. Kenny G seems deep in thought.
"It's not, in fact, bullshit. I just checked." Terrence declares smugly to his brother, not dignifying him with a direct response. "As if there's nothing stranger than coming from the future could be."
"Like 'The Terminator.'" Hol Horse clears his throat, too early in the timeline to have dropped smoking. "Ah'll be back. Right? Y'all saw it too." The idea of DIO's mansion having movie nights is pretty funny, and you smile at the thought. Hol thinks you were amused by his shitty Arnie impression. "See, she gets it."
"Let's get this straight." Terrence points a finger at you. Even with the metallic face-paint and/or tattoo on his face, he looks like he might even be a bit younger than yourself. "Clearly our employer..."
Vanilla tightens the grip on his fork. "Master DIO," the musclebound male stripper/bodyguard corrects immediately, with the fervor of a man you know would decapitate himself in an instant.
"Lord DIO..." continues Terrence. He tries to mirror DIO's deep tone of voice but only sounds like a nasally East-Coaster barely past puberty. His face markings have a greasy sheen but do not smudge. So they are tattoos. "He clearly saw something in you. What exactly is unclear."
"So we'll have to wait and see if you can see that 'something' for yourself. Then we'll know your true capability, <span class="mu-i">doll</span>." D'Arby the Younger twiddles with a loose lock of his bright hair. You notice it's orange, like in the manga coloring. He probably has asked your soul all sorts of yes/no questions with his Stand, maybe even more uncomfortable ones about the future if his increased fidgeting is any indication. DIO would have only done a limited hangout, let his closest servants (those he trusted with knowledge of his own Stand power), know of you. The cogs in the various Stand users' heads are turning at different speeds, but you figure they're heading for a synchronization: that if you're from the future, to help out, then <span class="mu-i">something</span> must have gone wrong to begin with.
Remembering Over Heaven, your universe's fictionalized tell-all of DIO's very diary, the D'Arby brothers' Stand abilities to read and manipulate souls are useful enough to factor into his Heaven plan. That doesn't mean they'll be helpful to you at the moment, given their condescension. Daniel is making a point to ignore his younger brother; you'll catch him in a better mood elsewhere. Why is he even at the table?
You clear your throat and try to think of an icebreaker for everyone but Ice.
>Be neutral, just say something interesting yet vague about the future.>Terrence collects the souls of his victims in dolls. He just called you a doll. Insult him back.>Be an asshole and spoil the Terminator sequels for them. 