"...So I noticed him looking around and had a nasty smile on his face. I thought he was going to summon his...what do you call it again? A Stand. Yeah, his Stand."

"And that's where I came in," Alicia said. Josh, as he insisted her to call him, nodded. "It was really easy to read him."

"Yeah, so that's my story." Josh stood up. "May I leave now?"

She looked at her father, who nodded at her, then at the security guy who guarded the room. "Yeah," he said, "but the plane's not gonna leave until like half an hour later. Stay here with us, Alicia needs more friends outside of school. She gets pretty lonely, even if she doesn't admit it."

"Dad."

"It's fine," Josh stated politely, seemingly eager to get out of the makeshift interrogation room. "My mom must be freaking out by now."

"Go on," Alicia waved. "I have a lot of work to do. It's going to be tough cracking down the terrorist's computer."

He nodded, and the security led him out of the room, where he was immediately swarmed by an infestation of journalists and reporters. The security immediately slipped back in and slammed the door close as Josh gave them a last, desperate glance.

"Oof," her father made a pained expression. "I warned him."

"Not in the most persuasive way. I mean, really? You didn't need to mention me in there."

"He seems like a nice guy."

Alicia ignored him and put on her work gloves as she unzipped the terrorist's personal laptop from a sealed plastic bag, using it as a cushion on the desk. "He never was the talkative kind, from what I remember, but it's almost absurd that he didn't change at all."

"I thought you liked quiet guys?" Her father said. "I remember your room was full of posters in middle school. What happened to all those Korean boys you adored, with those silky cuts that covered their faces?"

The comment earned a manual palm to her face. She lifted a finger to check out the security's reaction. Expressionless, as usual. The same Japanese guy that followed her and her Dad wherever they were stationed. It can't be a coincidence, right? They found him happened to be working part-time here when the plane landed.

"Please stop talking." She said dismissively. "I need to concentrate."

She manifested her Stand, a thin, silver USB cord that wrapped around her hand, and it connected itself on the laptop's USB port. The password on the administrator login screen typed itself right away, and she was through.

"Good thing he didn't program his computer to self-destruct all of its files. Probably didn't think he would get busted this early on."

"You got in pretty easy," her father commented, leaning on her chair. "Why did you lie to Josh?"

"I already showed my Stand to him. That's the most I could take on exhibiting today." One simply does not show their Stand to others, even if they have one themselves. The brash shamelessness is equivalent to publicly displaying one's anus on the streets. She got the feeling that if her father possessed a different Stand, he would be showing it off all day. Alicia inwardly muttered a quick thanks to heaven that it didn't turn out to be that way.

Stand name: Spacebound

User: Unknown (presumably a member of the enigmatic 'Organization' Alicia told me)

Appearance: It's...just a black duffel bag. It has no other distinguishable traits. I have to say, this is the first Stand I've seen that is not unique in appearance in one way or another.

Destructive Power: N/A

Speed: N/A

Range: A

Durability: D

Precision: N/A

Developmental Potential: E

Abilities:

Dimensional Storage - Spacebound, it is known, is a bag that contains a "mini-hyperspace wormhole". Connected directly to the bag, this hole could act as an unlimited storage for anything you put in. The bag's physical properties will not change on the outside, retaining its original shape and weight, which is pretty light.

Notes: I heard Alicia found this Stand while searching through the plane that appeared on the news, the same Josh was on when he first came out of Hong Kong. It seemed to give the explanation as to how the hijackers managed to smuggle their guns through the airport security. As to its user, no one has a clue on who they are. Since its operational range has an "A" ranking, it is very possible that they could be anywhere in the state, or even the country for that matter. Will they ever come back to retrieve it?