"Jokes on you, if anything you'll live and I'll die and you'll be haunted by guilt until you die."

God, Jo was amazing when it came to jokes, now that was true comedy right there. Likely making Windy forget all his troubles and focus solely on the fun of the moment. Honestly the student-vigi had to admit there was some part of her that enjoyed this moment playing out right now. Nine out of ten people would've just said no and had none of their business being on these rides, but Windy was that ten outta ten where he knew the true definition of courage.

That even though your scared ya do it anyways or maybe he just thought he would be teased about it the whole day if he said no.

Ya know one or the other, either way, he was still here and they were still going up!

At first, when they initially started going up she decided not to be a dick at least not yet, wait until they were a little further up. I mean it may be her own accord that she was keeping that secret of her life. However, Windy twice has almost ended up making her spill the beans so she was unfortunately enjoying this a bit.

"Ya know, ya gotta love the breeze once ya get up a little bit and hear all the different music coming together to be a cacophony in the air. Truly beautiful."

"Atta boy, well atta man. Say how about we do the biggest thing here so you can gloat about it after all that is what big rides and rollercoasters are all about! Not enjoyment but pure bragging right over those who still have their compass senses. So what better way to face your fear than to go up the drop tower, I've seen ya do a rope climb before you were alright. This time ya don't gotta climb it does it for ya, come on the lines not too big right now."

Now since Jo was leading the whole double life thing for a while, she had been on actual destroyed rides and rides that were rigged to kill ya thanks to some mad hatter fella back in the States. So with that said she kinda had a sick joy when it came to these things like rides, if worse came to worse she had experience with the near-death side of it too.

Let's be real though chances of that happening were incredibly small, plus she needed Windy and this day to help her get over the whole haven't received a text from you know who in a while.

Today was about being a Happy woman, not a pining girl.

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"Dunno if it's for you, how does anyone look at a fried food and a whole buncha rides and go it's not my scene? Did you want um to put a weight station somewhere in it all? Come on it's a place for ya too, ya know, trust a machine for a bit. Go forward and have fun with ya significant other, or the snarky preppy one that woke up early at 3 pm to be here with ya. No, really this is fun though, honestly."

It was hard to honestly say having fun after something like that but come on, who doesn't love rides? It's like the one time ya can feel the wind in ya hair and it doesn't have to come from you, ya just let the machine try its hardest to please ya.

Maybe he was into video games? Nah!

Not a huge guy like Windy. The fella probably didn't feel comfortable if he didn't feel his own sweat at least at some point in the day. Still, though the goal of today was to have fun instead of being a depressed little single alone in her room. Jo decided to stay screw it, and put on her Sunday best. (This wasn't her Sunday best, it was a walk around Tuesday at most.)

Head out and enjoy the day! ...and if the painter shows up hey maybe Windy can play wingman. I mean let's be real ninety percent of the other students here thought this guy was just hanging out with her because she looked lonely.

Coulda been worse, she coulda been homely and lonely.

"Let's try a ride, maybe it will be a pleasant surprise!"

"We really need to speak about your tact Sam,"

"I fail to see the problem with my interactions with weaklings."

"One, they are civilians, not weaklings. Two, fear of heights is one of the most common phobias out there! You told her if she didn't calm down you'd throw her onto the ground."

"The screams were annoying."

"Ya, well YOU are annoying when you do that."

"I'm going back to sleep, don't crash the plane."

"HEY, I'm not done talking to you yet!"

After that, there was no retort only silence and the teeth on her hood stopped moving. A 'tch' of annoyance rolled outta her mouth while she swung forward in the air heading to her destination. This new suit might as well have been blessed with a curse. On the one side, it was great! She never felt more nimble in any clothes before ever, but on the other hand, Jo forgot how nuts ole Sammy could be in some cases. Granted he didn't care at all, as far as he was concerned they were handling things much more efficiently... and a lot of grunts have been checked into the ICU. Eventually, she needed to have some type of 'intervention' with him.

Finally, she landed in the alleyway and felt no recoil in her feet, another absolute positive of the suit. You know how much hair she used to have to cake at the bottom of her feet with so she didn't feel anything?

ALOT LOT, she'd never forget when first starting after landing she needed to sit down for like six minutes and just cry because of the recoil.

"Well good afternoon," Jo spoke while rolling her neck and walking forward getting ready to get the skinny on the situation hoping the other guy stayed asleep for this one.

Three days?

What the hell was Jo supposed to do for-

-Three Days Later-

Ya know, of all the adventures and missions that Jo had since she had come to Japan. God those last three days were truly some of the craziest and possibly one of the most memorable she'll likely ever have when it comes to the East. To say those orphans would be in her memory for quite a while would be an understatement. She'd likely remember them and that quaint building in the city of Kumamoto forever.

Even more so since those bigwigs were now behind bars.

Yup, never forget, just like how Jo didn't forget to be back in this spot like how the squirrel requested. Ya know with how busy Jo had been it didn't even feel like that much time had passed. If it wasn't for the airplane tickets and all the other receipts she needed over the past several days, Jo wouldn't have really believed the time had indeed passed.

Meeting up with Squirrelly wasn't all that spectacular, just as he stated earlier here only now with some rings under those glasses. They probably at least covered the red in his eyes so at least he didn't have to worry about people asking questions on the way. Before she could ask a single question, he approached and immediately pulled from behind his back a rather large suitcase.

No words were exchanged and he simply threw the suitcase at her and Jo almost got smacked in the face due to the height difference. She had half a mind to give um a piece of her mind until she realized he must've been tired.

So she waived it off instead of smashing his head into his car. Heading into a nearby alleyway the car was parked near she decided to get changed. Hell, let's be real here this wasn't the first nor the last time she would get changed in such a manner. To Jo, alleyways were like a big walk-in closet.

Opening the luggage she had to stop and blink, wow it was so... white. I mean, let's be real this was like white, white, as if she was wearing marble. After the initial judging, she finally threw the new duds and it was, well perfect. It felt comfy as can be and hopping in place it kept everything 'restrained and compact'. Throwing out a couple of strikes with both her hands and a couple of kicks followed by a super kick... yup it was definitely good to fight within.

Starting to sprout hair every which way she ended up smiling. How effortlessly she had done the action, no longer having to worry about another 'naked incident' like that one time not too long ago with the cube.

The only real problem was the color, being known as the white avenger or the white peacekeeper really wouldn't fix her problems... in fact, they'd only make um worse. She could always keep changing the color but it was gonna get to the point where she forgot-

"I got this," A voice interrupted in her head, vibrating loud giving the woman a sudden migraine.

"It's not needed,"

"Shut up." Their conversation was quick and soon she found the entire suit was vibrating now, some of the white all around began to become tainted changing colors to the sleek ichor black she had grown accustomed to in her life. A second layer like a hood covered her already masked head and the edges of that stayed white... if anything it looked like a mouth.

"Whatever the hell you just did..."

"Wait till they get a load of us now."

"Haha, hey you ever say that name again, I'm gonna introduce you to the other guy. I am Peacekeeper, friend to all, and... in need of a wardrobe change."

Now JoJo could only blink when he asked for hair like that wasn't as simple as it sounded. Did he want thick hair, thin hair, hair that could stop a bullet? Hair that felt really amazing to touch, hair that felt like a- ya know she was just gonna give um the usual hair she used to punch people and hope for the best.

At first, she thought she'd be creepy about it. Ya know have it slowly peel off her like it was some type of skin or look like it was oozing out of her like some big zit.

Though at the end of three seconds of thinking that sounded stupid. So she went with the next best thing which was just having a huge tendril of all types of hair burst from her back like it was a horror movie.

Only for it to fall off in front of them right where he had asked for it to be, 'plopped'.