Abram vs Steakhead!

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There was a scantily clad blonde in and another with a fancy hat singing. '' Steak head. That blonde likes you. ''

Josuke Higashikata
Josuke's confusion immediately switched to anger upon hearing that comment. Ignoring the blonde's wink he immediately turned his attention to Abram. "Hey, mister..." A purple aura appeared around the teenager's frame as he narrowed his eyes on the man. "What did you just say about my hair?!"

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'' Blah. Kids these days. '' He was going to wander off, and fuck around with the weapons on his table, but then the dude had to go all purple rain on him. '' I said your head looks like a steak. Wha'cha gunna do about it, artist formally known as prince? '' He still held a bullet in each hand. The purple aura around the kid, did cause a sickly white aura to manifest around his fists. '' Yeah, I usually aim for clean shots. No need to cause someone to lose a leg, over one of my jokes. Unless they piss me off. '' He spoke to Tai, but his eyes were on Steakhead.

Josuke Higashikata
Eyes widened and fist clenched as the redhead insulted his hair a second time. What Abram, and so many before him, failed to realize was that Josuke's pompadour was much more than a simple hairdo, it was an homage to the mysterious man that saved him when he was but a child. Even though Josuke never managed to see the man's face, he had always idolized him to the point of copying his hairstyle. An insult to his pompadour might aswell have been an insult to his idol. Getting mad about simply wasn't something he had in control. "I don't forgive anyone who talks shit about my hair..." Slowly he approached the ginger, ignoring his previous comment. Normally a comparison to Prince would be something he could appreciate, but it was lost on him right now. "It just pisses me off!" Immediately upon finishing that sentence and only 1 m away from his target, the glow began to intensify before finally the spectral diamond-clad frame of Crazy Diamond jumped forth from his user's. Immediately it dashed over to Abram delivering a devastating uppercut aimed for his bearded chin that was sure to send him flying. Should Abram posses the magical or otherwise supernatural abilities and the speed necessary to move at 150 km/h, he would stand a chance to dodge the oncoming attack. Contrary to Tai's comment, Josuke didn't intend to kill Abram, just beat him up very, very hard.

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Listening to Tai, while nodding a bit. '' Yeah, digging bullets can be fun. Ever had a floater? '' Ignoring the threats of death of people for making fun of the guys head. Abram killed people, just to see how they'd die. He also ate people, and sadly for Steakhead. This was not the first Stand user he fought. After eating Hol Horse, he'd gained such an interesting insight on them. '' I left people for dead, for fun. -- I kill people for fun. Sounds like I'm about to have a really good time. '' All this hand gone on, while Steakhead, had looked like he was about to shit his pants. Abram though? He had changed both bullets into complete weapons, in the left The Judge, in the right The Reverend. Their manifestation was probably about the same time that Crazy Diamond popped up! Could Crazy Diamond handle something 9 bullets from The Reverend traveling at 2,200ft/ps? With enough force to turn the front end of a big block engine inside out? And if Diamond got out of the way? Well that would mean Steakhead, would find out what happens when those same fast traveling bullets impacted against something, because they would go off like fragmentation grenades. Seemed as though the dick measuring had begun. As for being uppercutted, by something strong, it wouldn't have been the first time. Abram's body was built for the abuse he put it through. Could Steakhead's body say the same?

Josuke Higashikata 42 seconds ago
This wouldn't be the first time that Josuke faced someone who used explosive power as a weapon. Sadly, the fight wouldn't last long enough for Morioh's famous delinquent to test the tactics he used against Kira against Abram. Before Josuke could even register what was going on the bullets hit their mark, turning both Stand and Stand user into a pink mist. A few seconds past and suddenly Josuke found himself sitting at the bar drinking a cup of hot coffee. His body was restored and the memories of his conflict with the redhaired killer wiped from his mind. Sighing to himself, the teen lifted the cup to his lips and took a good long sip.