Oh, how he loathed sailing.
He could attribute this to his lack of experience on the water, but this was the first time that his patrons, the Joestars, had ever wanted him to even leave the country. He was coming to realize that the Atlantic Ocean wasn't kind to those who traversed it. When Lady Joestar first approached him, she seemed overly covert, giving vague details, or rather none for this mission. There wasn't anything illegal here, of course. Who would ever think ill of an aunt who wants to see her nephew? Certainly not he.
A horn sounded off in the distance, signaling the ship's arrival. Jerking away from his thoughts, the man left his cabin to look at the approaching city. As he leaned on the rails, he could make out the swarms of light sailboats in both the sea and the harbour. Above them loomed the gigantic cranes that he could only imagine were used to unload huge cargo vessels. And the vessels themselves, even though they looked no bigger than a toy from that distance, must have been at least twice the size of the ship he was currently on. Wiping sweat from his wrinkled brow, he sighed with wonder.
Although he was under the Joestar's employ, he really only did off-hand errands, which were given to him via the family's servants, or by someone else. And naturally, the routine dulled him. He had learned to never take interest in the family's business, or try to understand the errands he ran. The job that many craved and other deemed bizarre, for him was just that - a job. The only thing of interest for him was to provide for his family, and provide he did. No matter the subject of gossip that surrounded the prominent family, they payed for the service handsomely.
Turning to go back into his cabin to get his suitcase ready, he began to reminisce about the last frantic week in the States. No matter how wealthy the Joestars were, they always seemed to be followed by a particular darkness. They'd been around long enough, now, for any issues to be dealt with swiftly. Even when Lady Joestar's brothers died, she mourned at their funerals, but seemed unaffected otherwise. However, this task was out of the ordinary. Even he felt that something was very wrong in House Joestar, and that unnerved him more than anything. If it weren't for the number of zeroes on his paycheque and a paid vacation afterwards, he doubted that he would have even accepted the offer. But what baffled him more than anything else, is how interesting it seemed to him. Not the sailing, nor travelling to a different country, but this single piece of paper clipped with a polaroid photo, all stored in a neat paper folder, like in his favourite action movies from the 80's. Opening the folder for the first time, he looked upon the photo that showed a portrait of a young boy, presumably at the age of 17 with chestnut hair, that was cut rather short. Even in the photo, the boy's eyes shimmered like sapphires. Among the sea of words, written in bold was 'Jovanni Joestar'.
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The city of Kiel, Germany has long been known for its brisk, bitter winds and proximity to the Baltic Sea. Despite these unpleasant conditions, the city has managed to attract a sizeable population of a little over 200,000. It is also rather lively, and one can find many shops throughout its streets. The people of the city admire the water to the point where they have built the Maritime Museum to display different kinds of seafaring vehicles. Additionally, there is a rich cultural influence on the city. St. Nikolai Church, originally built in 1242, is the oldest building in the city, and hosts musical concerts.
Amongst other sights, one that stood out was the University of Kiel, which was founded in 1665 and since then continues to be one of the leading universities not only in the state of Schleswig-Holstein, but in all of Germany. Although it has released many renowned scientists throughout the years, the one thing that went unnoticed and unknown in the spring of 2006 would be the start of the most Bizarre Adventure that the world has ever seen since the Steel Ball Run in 1890, the outcome of which stirs the fates of many to this day. Before brave youth in Morioh-cho would aim to battle the rock disease, Jovanni Joestar and his friends shall embark on the journey that would change the cursed destiny of the Joestar bloodline forever…
= = = To be continued... = = =
I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out
I spend the day your way
Call it morning driving through the sound and
In and out the valley...
