It was Nyx's Stand, blue-skinned and white-haired, with hoop earrings, a nose piercing, and dark brown eyes that looked navy in some lights. They were wearing a black velvet tank top that showed off their three belly button piercings, as well as low-cut skinny jeans that were severely ripped. Their feet were bare.
It's name? Take on Me.
"Who are you? What are you?" He asked Take on Me.
They huffed. Their hair was cut in a Mohawk that flopped over their face.
"I'm Nyx Beaufort's stand. Who are you?"
"My name is Vozreal Rafter and I'm a demon. I am to be engaged to Nyx. My Stand is called Death to Heaven. What's your name?"
They raised their eyebrows. "Take on Me. Tom for short."
Their figure was slightly shaped as to suggest the feminine gender, as were their sharp fingernails.
"What's your ability?" Death to Heaven asked
(Remind me what it's called…)
(Nvm I found it)
"Strength Reduction." One corner of their mouth curled into a smile. "You?"
"And what does that do, to be clear?" He and D2H asked.
"I can create illusions and speed up the immune system's response."
"Ha." They snapped their fingers, and a brief, split-second wave of the strength-sapping power washed over them. It was barely there, almost effectless, and yet you could feel it.
"You drain people of their energy, aye? Can you give other people more energy?"
(Dunno, can they?)
(It would only make sense, tbh)
(Aight!)
"I can transfer sapped power to others. The power I stole from you… only a sliver… I can now transfer to Nyx there." They held up an index finger; a small, barely visible, shimmering light appeared there.
"Do it. Make her better." He asked.
They closed their eyes and spread their fingers, almost like they were playing a piano, and flicked them. The shimmering light flew through the kitchen and landed on Nyx, who coughed slightly and stirred.
"Thanks. Shall we go see?" He asked, smiling
Nyx blinked at the blue-skinned person. She no longer sounded like she had a frog in her throat. "Who's that?"
"This… is your Stand, Nyx Beaufort." Death To Heaven stated
"How do you know that that's my last name?" She sat up, and then blinked. "Wait. I have a Stand?"
"Apparently." Vozreal said.
"Their name is Take on Me."
"Tom for short." They flicked their finger, and another sliver of energy curled off of Vozreal's shoulder.
(My teacher literally just told me that I'm selfish because I'm having a birthday party during COVID, love that for me)
He began more drained.
"I'm tired…" He yawned
(Oof Giorno's theme plays in the background)