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Alice stood from the table, a sigh escaping her. She was going to be forced to speak about her stand, wasn’t she? How absurd, these boys...

“Look,” Alice began. “Thanks to my stand, that kid won’t ever be touching those drugs again, nor will he ever consider it in the slightest. Can we just move on from there? We have more important matters at hand, anyhow.”

“Uwah?!” Mista was clearly not happy with this answer, as evidenced by his confused groan. “No hey, no, hold on! You can’t just join our group, reveal a stand, and act like it isn’t a big deal! You gotta give us some info at that point!”

Giorno remained silent, his face shrouded in uncertainty. Another stand user, another person who could potentially be a big help or a big mistake being brought into his mission to kill the boss. Beside him, Bruno didn’t say a word. His eyes remained fixed on Alice, waiting to see how this situation would now play out.

“C’mon, you’ve been hiding this.” Narancia pointed out, his voice being more curious rather than accusatory or demanding. “What the hell does your stand do? I wanna know!” He broke his gaze from her as Abbacchio grunted, clearly not impressed in the slightest.

The girl looked towards the cobblestone pavement, thinking over her words carefully. “...With my stand, I can... alter... the perceptions of a person, their reputation or how they are viewed by others, and so on.... I call her Tabloid Junkie.”

Bruno’s brow furrowed. This could be helpful to their mission, but how reliable could this woman really be? The mafia has always been known to use underhanded tactics, that’s for sure. “And... why is it that your stand gives you this ability?”

“Because,” Alice stated as her gaze met with that of the capo’s, sharp and determined. “Facts don’t lie, people do.”

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Alice stood from the table, a sigh escaping her. She was going to be forced to speak about her stand, wasn’t she? How absurd, these boys...

“Look,” Alice began. “Thanks to my stand, that kid won’t ever be touching those drugs again, nor will he ever consider it in the slightest. Can we just move on from there? We have more important matters at hand, anyhow.”

“Uwah?!” Mista was clearly not happy with this answer, as evidenced by his confused groan. “No hey, no, hold on! You can’t just join our group, reveal a stand, and act like it isn’t a big deal! You gotta give us some info at that point!”

Giorno remained silent, his face shrouded in uncertainty. Another stand user, another person who could potentially be a big help or a big mistake being brought into his mission to kill the boss. Beside him, Bruno didn’t say a word. His eyes remained fixed on Alice, waiting to see how this situation would now play out.

“C’mon, you’ve been hiding this.” Narancia pointed out, his voice being more curious rather than accusatory or demanding. “What the hell does your stand do? I wanna know!” He broke his gaze from her as Abbacchio grunted, clearly not impressed in the slightest.

The girl looked towards the cobblestone pavement, thinking over her words carefully. “...With my stand, I can... alter... the perceptions of a person, their reputation or how they are viewed by others, and so on.... I call her Tabloid Junkie.”

Bruno’s brow furrowed. This could be helpful to their mission, but how reliable could this woman really be? The mafia has always been known to use underhanded tactics, that’s for sure. “And... why is it that your stand gives you this ability?”

“Because,” Alice stated as her gaze met with that of the capo’s, sharp and determined. “Facts don’t lie, people do.”