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[color=0054a6][b][h1] [center] Lorenzo  Cifaretto [/center][/h1][/b][/color]

Lorenzo ran down the street trying to escape from the motorcycle stand. Pushing passed any passerby, getting him a lot of insults thrown his way. “[color=0054a6][b]Sorry.[/b][/color]” He said while shoulder shoving through the crowd.  Hiding behind a store trying to catch his breath,[hider=Inner Thoughts] “[color=0054a6][b]Fuck that thing is fast, I wonder if the stand user is still around. They have to be around trying to catch up to me. But how am I gonna find this fucker.[/b][/color]”
[/hider]Lorenzo thought of his options and what he could do.  His thought process was the stand user had to be a good distance from him, or at the very least close enough to control the stand to chase after him. 

Looking around the corner of the street he was on, he didn’t see the stand yet but he felt paranoid that it could be closing in on his position. When he figured the coast was clear he slowly walked out onto the street. Making his way down the street looking around the bookstore, trying to find the stand user. 

Meanwhile, the motorcycle stand’s wheel was stuck because of West’s stand. It revved its engine as the back wheel spun furiously, blowing a strong cold wind towards West and Hierophant Green. It looked like the stand was trying somehow to escape so it could continue its pursuit. Escaping by speeding through the tendrils wrapped around the motorcycle. Speeding off towards Lorenzo’s location. 

Lorenzo meanwhile was close to West and the enemy stand, noticing the stand starting to come towards him. “[color=0054a6][b]Motherfucker.[/b][/color]” Cursing under his breath and using his stand to run over towards the stand. Trying to punch the motorcycle stand, but his punches didn’t seem to do much damage.  The punk rocker looking quite pissed off decides to use his zippers to try and disable it. 


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[@Lewascan2] [@j8cob]


Jotaro watched as the autopsy was finishing up, knowing that the others in the room would have to wait along with him.  Taking in all the information that was found by the forensic officers. He was thinking this stand must have attacked the victim and somehow cartelized the wound. It looked like to him the killer was enjoying the chase of going after the victim. Perhaps the user’s stand had the ability of pyrokinesis, applying this to a blade and being able to easily cut someone. Although he didn’t think that would explain the distance of the attack. 

“[color=2e3192]No, this stand must have taken parts of the body. As if cutting the body but taking parts that were cut into another place.[/color]” He thought touching his chin. “[color=2e3192]Disregard that thought, there would be no time for the killer to cauterize the wound with a blowtorch or heated blade.[/color]” He raised a brow thinking of how to explain the wounds to the non stand users. 

“Perhaps the killer attacked the victim with a blade of some kind, and collected the organs carrying it with them. Or perhaps disposing of it somewhere close.” The first officer suggested a possibility. 

“Again the killer would not have not time to cauterize the wound in time after collecting the organs. And besides they would have been seen carrying a bag of organs. Although they could have displaced the organs somewhere else.” The second officer responded after getting up from the floor. 

“I’m gonna go to the supply room to get another scalpel.” The second officer said walking out of the room. The first officer walked off saying that he needed to fetch some medical supplies for further investigation. 

Jotaro was now alone in the room, the tall man standing over the slab of the dead girl. He took off his hat, and wiped it on his sweater. “[color=2e3192]Yare yare daze.[/color]” Jotaro took a deep breath before putting his hat back onto his head. Noticing something moving through the wall of the autopsy room, his eyes darted from the wall toward and then around the room. This made the man become more alert.  The purple vines started to appear along his arm and hand, taking a few deep breaths. 


[hider=Inner Thoughts][color=2e3192]“Two stand users in the room, I have to be careful, one of them seems to be able to turn invisible. But I still do not know the ability of the other one.”[/color][/hider] He thought now looking around the room. He noticed a sound like a human throwing something as hard as they could. Jotaro then turned toward the person that had thrown the scalpel, using his hamon to throw some hardened formaldehyde toward them. Turning around to use his hamon to throw a hamon infused pencil at the golden stand. "Stop right there." He yelled out.