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Post-Trustfell CMO
Returning to his own time had been a long time coming for Speedwagon. Two months of being trapped, now they were finally free to do as they pleased. It was an inevitability that Speedwagon would head home. It's not as though he's too much of a homebody, but boy did he want to head back now that he had the chance. He likes all of you and would hang around as much as possible, but he was needed!
Well, maybe not needed. Mister Joestar and lady Pendleton seemed to have everything under wraps rather neatly. The hamon monks that had helped them out hadn't stayed forever. Life would have... just had to resume after Speedwagon was snatched from that dock two months ago.
..... The thing about two months passing is that thing's don't stop happening. Like mail, for instance. A couple letters were gathering dust when Speedwagon found them. He expected news from Erina and Jonathan's honeymoon.
He... he got news alright.
Oh, you're looking for him? Well he's kind of busy at the moment... moving to American and all. Someone in England will let you know. Evidently he's hard at work; discovering oil, laying the foundations of an organization, that sort of thing. Regardless, Speedwagon will always be amiable towards his murdervault friends. Though try not to catch him when he's busy working with a young blonde woman. Any other time is fine.
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Cherryblod pulls up the nearest chair.]
Would like to hear all of it. Or at least as much as you're willing to share.
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... Would you like anything? Water, maybe a bit of liquor? I'd wager it was a long trip here.
[Anything that can prolong not having to talk about this particular thing, even though he absolutely has to.]
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[He's noticed, but he won't rush.]
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Speedwagon disappeared into one of the other rooms, leaving his special guest for scarcely a minute before returning with a bottle in hand, and several glasses. Don't get up, man, he'll fill you one.]
Here ya go, it's all on me. I've... come into quite a bit of money, as of late.
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[It's only fair. He can even shoo the boys away, if Speedwagon would rather not deal with ex-Kingmakers.]
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