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Starr nodded. "Different. Yeah." Then she clapped a hand to his shoulder. "I know you'll still kick ass, though." Then she shifted into a ready stance and waited for her teammates to lead the offensive, keeping her shadows at the ready.

Starr strode into the stadium with Brisa and Koa at her side, already feeling a lot more like her old self than she had before the fight with Team Colada. It was a little different than normal, though. Usually the big spectacle matches had her fighting alongside Brisa and Astrid. But this...

Starr let out a snort as Team Colada quickly vacated the stadium. "Nice one," she said to Brisa. "Shame it didn't get more of a reaction during the fight. That would've been pretty priceless." The two continued walking toward the exit on the opposite end of the field. Starr folder her arms...

“Hell yeah,” Starr said, casually leaning against Brisa’s shoulder as the two of them staggered off the battlefield. “So. What exactly did you say to Nanab that got you all flustered anyway?” she asked with a smirk.

In the midst of the haze of dull pain, Starr felt Brisa at her side, helping her up. "I'm fine," she grunted, slowly regaining control of her limbs. Man, they really had to stop winning matches like this. Why exactly had she missed this? Right, there they were--endorphins. Not to mention...

- Random exchanges like catnip seem ideal to me! - Definitely would prefer quick/unpolished pieces. A separate thing for high effort stuff once or twice a year would be cool though. - Art swaps and drabble swaps are both cool but I'd prefer them to be kept separate so that participants know...

Yeah, okay, maybe goading the freight train had the potential to backfire. Still, two could play at that game. If he had the gall to stay standing in the face of something that by all rights should have taken him out, then Starr would just have to do the same thing. She forced a grin that...

Allllright, Pine wasn't fucking kidding around when he said he was getting serious early. He hit Brisa like a goddamn train, smashing into her with a blaze of dragonfire. Why the hell did everyone have to go after her first, anyway? "Not gonna bother attacking me, huh?" Starr asked dryly...

Man, they'd only just barely blocked that opening volley, huh. And Starr had a feeling the next wave of attacks was going to be worse. Well then, she and Brisa would just have to strike even harder and faster. "Let's go," she said, claws flaring up with both light and shadow.

It felt like it'd been ages since Starr had set foot in the colosseum as an actual challenger. So of course Brisa had decided to book a rematch against the toughest opponents they'd ever faced. While the two of them were still rusty from weeks of bedrest. Just like her. Starr had given a...

A blinding haze of Radiance obscured Starr's vision and everything hurt like a bitch. And yet. Something in her felt lighter somehow, after letting all that out. It wasn't until after she'd pulled herself to her feet that she'd actually won. She'd been so sure, after that last attack knocked...

It took a few seconds but Starr's face split into a crooked grin. "Yeah, I had a feeling. Couldn't put my finger on it though." She took a long swig of her drink, feeling refreshed after all the spice. "Gonna go out on a limb and guess that my line of work was probably a bit more screwed up...

Starr gave a small snort. "Well, aren't you forward. But eh, whatever, not like it's that big a secret after all the stuff with Giovanni." She folded her arms behind her head. "Anyway, if Diyem wanted a hero from my world, he could've done a lot better than an ex-criminal, just saying."

Starr shrugged heavily. "Some sorta bullshit to do with how summoning to other universes works. I stopped questioning it a long time ago. Though you better believe if Diyem was doing it on purpose, I'd have kicked down his door a long time ago." She paused for a bit, then added, "Eh, I still...

Starr flashed a crooked grin. "Heh, can't relate on the summer thing--I'd preferred it even before turning into a fire-type." Her face faltered a bit, and she rubbed the back of her head. "But yeah, uh, shit... a goddamn war is a hell of a thing to want to get away from." 'Legal troubles'...

Starr gave Kate a smirk right back. "Ah, so you're just like them, got it." She chuckled. "At least they've also got the sense to be pretty good at getting out of trouble." Even if it had caused her a hell of a lot of headaches. Starr leaned an elbow against the counter. "So... any...

Starr idly munched on some more wings while she listened. "Skipping out oh your world, huh. Yeah, I can relate to that." Even if it sucked to miss her friends all the damn time. Sure would be nice if all they could come with her now that all the Blacklight shit was done. (Mostly done.)...

Just then, the bartender set plates of food in front of them both and Starr didn't hesitate to dig in, tearing through half of her wings within a few seconds. The Tamato spice warmed her whole body--yeah, that was good stuff. "From what Ben said, they really did go back to their own worlds...

Starr chuckled. "Yeah, I don't think I've got a shot in hell at understanding half of them. But I did have a chat with the Arcanine, Ben--nice guy. From what he said, they're basically like us. Just, y'know, if our team was totally nuts," she added with a snort. How had he described them...

Starr glanced over to see the Weavile flagging her down. She hadn't been expecting to run into anyone from the team here at this time of day, so it was a nice surprise. It'd been a while since they'd gotten the chance to catch up, too. Starr got up from the booth and went to grab the seat at...