The Ludicrous Escapade

The Buttons Have Been Pushed

"JoJo, (Y/N), what are you doing? Come! We're going to examine the building!" Shouted Lisa.

Joseph stood from his seat, "Yes, Ma'am!" You stood as well, stretching your arms while doing so. The cat jumped off since its current resting spot had decided to move. "Be right there!" He slung an arm around you as he walked over to the others, earning a glare from Caesar.

Lisa continued talking, "Esidisi addressed the package containing the Red Stone to that location."

Messina was looking through a pair of binoculars at the building, "It appears to be an old, closed-down hotel. A perfect hideout for Kars during the day. The windows are all boarded up. No light's reaching inside."

"Kars must be waiting for the sun to set, and most importantly, waiting for Wamuu." Commented Caesar.

Lisa spoke up, "We must decide our plan."

Caesar pointed in the direction of the hotel, "It's obvious. We attack now!" Your eyes widened at his words. You hadn't really expected Caesar to want to rush into such a fight.

Messina looked away from his binoculars, "I agree. It's the middle of the afternoon so Kars cannot leave the darkness of that house. We have the advantage."

You thought for a moment, "Hmm, that could work. Perhaps we could destroy the entire building and let a bunch of light in. Not sure how we'd do that though..."

Lisa looked to her son, wondering about his opinion on the matter, "JoJo?"

Joseph was also gazing into the distance, "I...I disagree." Everyone, including you, looked at the Joestar in surprise. Surely he would be the most keen on getting the fight over with. "It could be even more dangerous with the sun out. Kars has lived for thousands of years like this. He must be prepared for enemies who attack during the daylight."

"What?!" Shouted Caesar, clearly not happy with Joseph.

You nodded along to the Joestar's words, "I see, you're saying he would suspect an attack when it's light out, so we should wait for an attack from him. Fight on our turf rather than theirs."

Caesar looked away from the brunette, his fingertips resting on his forehead, "Come on." He swerved around to look at you and the Joestar, "JoJo, this isn't like you. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm sticking with Sun Tzu's The Art of War on this one. Fight when victory is assured!" Joseph began shaking his head, "I don't want to go in, so I won't go in!"

Caesar moved you aside as he grabbed Joseph's collar. "Dammit! Are you chickening out?!"

"Chickening out? I'm the coolheaded one here. I'm the one who's thinking rationally!"

You placed a hand on both their chests, trying to separate them, "Stop. Fighting amongst ourselves will only work in the enemies favor."

Caesar pushed you away again, "Stay out of this, (Y/N)!" You stumbled back a few steps, startled by the Italian's sudden outburst.

Joseph continued shouting, "We're better off waiting for his attack at night!"

"You want a sure victory?" Spat back Caesar, "Kars is alone. There are four of us! We've got him outnumbered! We have to strike now, before Wamuu arrives!"

You butted in again, your voice a bit quieter this time, "Actually, we don't know if he's alone. He made the masks, remember? It's entirely plausible that he has created some sort of army with them. Zombies should be no problem, but vampire's can be an issue."

Joseph gripped the Italian's wrists tightly as he plucked them off, he was angry about the way the blonde had treated you, "Exactly, If we go to his base, he's the one in control. Just calm down Caesar. Stop fretting."