While the criminals of Tokyo City gathered, one young blonde girl was skating about the city seemingly amused. She had plans to go and meet up with some of her other friends, but she was trying to muster up her courage a bit before hand. She'd recently come from an ice cream shop with the Storm Queen of the Second Generation, but Jojo had talked the young woman out of accompanying her straight home. She expressed a desire to hook back up with her friends before returning home and had even gone so far as to reject the idea of the raven haired lass accompanying her. Stating that she didn't need an escort for such a thing, a chuckle had come from Chiyo but she'd left the girl to her own devices as it was still fairly early. Jojo found herself hopping over several buildings, between two of them was someone whose face she recognized. Her eyes widened as she skidded to a halt before shifting down the building to approach the alleyway from its entrance. "Oi!" she said approaching without a hint a fear in the world, still clad in tiny fur lined shorts and a tank top, with her hands on her hips. "I thought that was you, where have you been?" she said speaking directly to the golden eyed male who seemed to be in charge of all of the other adults in this alley.