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Brisa took longer than usual to chew that one over. Just when Ben might've been about to worry, she gave him a melancholy, wistful look. "Used to tell myself I were destined fer somethin' like that. Like my parents, y'know? Made sense. I had strength, I wanted to protect folks, 'course I'd end...

Brisa let the arcanine's muzzle touch her. Physical contact wasn't so rare these days as it had been, but it still provided a catharsis like no hard liquor could. "Y'know, it's funny. I used to care so much about impactin' the lives of others, even when the folks I was protectin' didn't care a...

Brisa offered Ben a smile as tired as she'd ever given. "Family are kinda the problem, fella. Ain't got nothin' to do with 'em these days, don't much want to, an' odds are good that won't change. An' if I could stay, I'd have the folks of Cibus. I'm close to a few of 'em." She sucked teeth for...

He was putting on a brave face, but dogs were rarely good at masking their feelings, and Ben was no exception. Did he think she couldn't see his tail? Bless. "I dunno how ready I am," she replied, softly. "To put it simply, I ain't got a soul in the whole damn world t'call 'friend' back home...

"Why doesn't Diyem's telepathy just translate it the same as the rest of what everyone says?" asked Brisa, frowning. She shook her head. "Whatever. I'll take yer word fer it. Ain't got much of a view of Kora yet, an' I don't expect I'll seek an audience with Gene after that pompous fucking...

Brisa's gut lurched. She'd get over it too, wouldn't she. She'd just . . . endure. Sky and stars, she knew she would. "Right." She steadied herself, trying to get enough fresh air into her lungs to quell the unease in her belly. "Who knows," she said, tail flicking unhappily. "Maybe the...

"Hold yer fuckin' ground," roared Brisa, wrestling back her consciousness with teeth and fists and gut all clenched tight. "Trust Owen!" The five-part powers were back, as if they'd achieved nothing. There were apparitions in the battlespace that the combat telepathy told her would come for...

The Blacklight's eternal despair permeated the aether, seeped into her body, crawled inside her mind. "Fuck you," she muttered, hardly able to get the words out. "Fuck . . . y-you... Augh..." But she pulled her paw from Luz, and clenched it as hard as she could, though it trembled, and held...

"By all Creation," swore Brisa, the very breath robbed from her chest by the sight of their best efforts vanishing into insignificance. "That goddamn thing is fuckin' invincible." There was no way they could defeat it, not with the data Owen was passing through on the telepathic network. It...

Brisa stuck her tongue out at Starr, then laughed. "Well I hope that if I meet someone like you, I don't kick her punk ass too hard on first meetin'." Gods, she loved that stupid grin.

Brisa caught Starr's emotion, mask though she might. It usually took a minute to figure out what Starr really meant. You shouldn't have to be someone else for people to like you. Brisa swallowed. Was Starr worried that Brisa was trying to change herself...? Perhaps it meant something to Starr...

Brisa shrugged, and shook her head. "I dunno. If things back home work much like they do here, legendary 'mon just kinda... Get used to bein' lonesome. Luz met with Zeraora of Cibus, and apparently that gal don't got nor need friends." She bit her lip, and followed Starr's gaze out to the...

Brisa winced. "Same here. Tryin' to accept it, but . . . I'd give up damn near everythin' t'keep 'em if it were possible. Even just the memory of 'em." She skewed her mouth. "D'you remember what life was like fer you after y'got home? Didya live life any diff'rent to the way y'did afore Diyem...

Brisa relished the undisguised awe her little trick inspired in her new friend. A luxray guildmaster, huh? The thought of becoming Chief of the Ranger Union crossed her mind for a moment, and a guilty grin crossed her muzzle as she admitted to herself that she liked the idea. Not that she had...

Brisa laughed as Ben described the attack as if he were great big kid. But his follow-up was promising. "I can float," she remarked, watching for the arcanine's expression. Doubtful? Intrigued? It wasn't her most robust technique or anything, but with a little concentration... "Comes in...

"I've met Aria," said Brisa, her mouth drawing into a wider grin. "She's fun." So, she'd taught it to Ben, huh? Maybe she could teach it to Brisa. It sure would've come in handy for that brawl, perhaps it'd do some good against their final foe. "Can't do anythin' 'til you've done it fer the...

Brisa smiled at the sentiment, and at Ben's earnest expression. He really believed that, didn't he? Well, so did Brisa, but Ben actually seemed happy and confident when he said it. She would have given her tail to have someone with that kind of positivity on-team during the dark months of the...

Brisa chuckled. "Humans. Sorta. Only my pa fer a hundredmile around where I grew up, an' he mostly kept it pretty quiet. Everyone knew, of course, but nobody really talked 'bout it. I'm told yer team ain't got humans on it. Peculiar, that. Most of my posse is either human, part-human, or were...

Good fucking gods that next attack would be worse. Maybe they could count on Bahamut to pull that trck of his...? Wind and weather and wonder. There was nothing for it but to bust through as fast as possible, before the situation got any less tenable. Lightning at her fists, moving faster than...

Team Spectrum vs Final Eternal Blacklight ~ Turn 5 Messages ~