[b][i]Dojo, 6:32 PM[/i][/b] [i]The scouting was going perfectly.[/i] [i]Key locations had already been scouted out, and objectives outside of the Dojo had been completed. Proceeding throughout the Dojo that cold, freezing afternoon at a quiet pace was a Stand - six feet and eleven inches tall, it's spiritual blood red body draped in a deep red robe decorated with gold and heart insignias. The being's claws were like sharpened crystals, it's face hidden away by a dull white mask. The being was muscular and massive, more than capable of taking a beating and gunshot wounds. As it stalked throughout the Dojo, it did so in a terrifyingly quiet, stealthy manner, as it ran it's blood red claws against the interior of the walls, the interior of the hallways, the doorways leading into specific areas, it cackled with mad delight as one by one, each area of importance was scouted out.[/i] [i]So far, it had made it's way around the Dojo's MAC cannons, walls, hallways, the armory...it did so in a eerie manner, as a quiet -click!- was heard as it stealthily finished every objective. As it finished up it's work, the Stand known as Due Time flexed and proceeded onwards to the exit of the Dojo, in a particularly murderous mood.[/i] [spoiler]Open for all who would love to interfere. Yes, I'm particularly murderous today.[/spoiler]