Dio Chair

"Another 'excellent' lecture, Master Obi-Wan," a voice said. One hand sprawled outward, the other plopping daintily upon it, Dio Brando offered stark applause in the now-silent auditorium.

"Ah, so you heard it?"

"I would never miss a lecture from my 'dear' Master." Dio sauntered down the aisle. A careless flick of his wrist beckoned a chair toward him via the Force; he draped himself across it and leaned with legs crossed.

"Dio, what have I told you? You mustn't use the Force so carelessly."

Dio massaged his lips with a finger. "My 'sincerest' apologies, Master. I simply wanted to impress you. I know JoJo has 'struggled' so much with his Force training..."

- Voeltz Round 0