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"Yeah. Occasionally Brisa's right about things," Starr replied with a low chuckle. "Just goes to show I need to listen to her." Starr stretched her arms over her head and hauled herself up from the bench. Now the soreness from the training was starting to catch up with her. Not to mention...

"Yeah, it's a pretty shit deal from what I can tell. I think Ajia likes it though--the girl's insane," Starr replied with a scoff. As she'd thought, the kid was totally the sort to be psyched by something like that. If he'd been in her world, he totally would have been the sort to join the...

Starr nodded grimly. "Yeah, I know. Thoughts like that are always there. I'd be a fucking hypocrite if I told you to just get over it." Would be so, so nice to forget, though. (She could feel the glare on her back from the shadow, and she ignored it.) Aaaand mentioning the chosen had had...

Starr grabbed his shoulder. "Hey, hey. Breathe, okay? Geez. It's okay." Once she was sure he was calm, she let go, leaning back against the wall and massaging her temples. "Look, everyone screws up as a trainer. It's practically in the job description. You're trying to do right by your...

He wasn't trapped. Good, that was... good. He just... felt like he needed to prove that he wasn't like his old man? When he hadn't ever gotten a chance to go down that path anyway? (Was he worried that he would have?) Starr turned away with a scoff. "I only left Team Rocket because I was...

Starr dragged a hand down her face, pulling her eyelids down. "Look, I--yeah, I know I probably wouldn't have--hell, it probably never even would have come up. That's not what I'm bothered with, I--ugh." She glowered at the ceiling, clenching her hands in the air out of frustration. It helped...

For a long time, Starr just stared at him as all the pieces fell into place. Telling him all that stuff hadn't made him hate her more--it made him relate to her. Everything fit. Koamaru laughed the sort of broken, self-hating laugh that she knew all too well. Starr laughed back. God, what...

Starr was frozen, watching his confusion evolve into mute horror. Slowly, her eyes drifted back to the shadow as a sickening rage built in her gut. The shadow stared unflinchingly. "Were you going to lie to him?" It's not fucking LYING when I TOLD him I didn't want to talk about it. You're...

Fucking hell. Kid didn't know when to lay off. Not like she'd done a good job telling him to, though. And then the shadow was there. Well, it had been there ever since the void, hadn't it? In some ways, even longer than that. It wasn't usually visible, though. Koamaru wasn't even...

"I've talked about it with plenty of people," Starr said simply. "That doesn't change the reality of things." He was just a kid. He obviously had some kind of hero-worship thing going on. Not just with her, but with Brisa, and a few others on the team. She wasn't afraid that he'd see her...

He came to check on her. Of course he did. It didn't matter what she did, people still worried about her. "Lotta things happened on my world," Starr said gruffly. "I don't want to get into it." You've already told a bunch of people. What's one more? She had already told a bunch of people...

Starr regarded him carefully. Man, this kid was earnest. Figures that he'd think she was worried about how people saw her, or something like that. "Brisa... yeah, I know she doesn't think any different about me." You wish she did, though. "She's been scheduling like half a million matches...

Starr raised an eyebrow when he said he was looking for her. She normally would have assumed he just wanted to see some moves, or get tips... except for the fact that he looked so nervous. And then he asked about the Voidlands and it all made sense. Of course he was nervous around her now...

Starr glanced back at the Substitute that was now fading into wisps of energy. It'd tanked more hits this time--that was good. "Going alright. Practicing moves for colo." Koamaru was standing awkwardly at the entrance like he wasn't sure if he could enter. "I'd say it's fine to watch, but I...

Starr's ears flicked toward the door. She'd been pretty focused, and hadn't expected to run into anyone else this late. (Not that the training rooms were ever private, but.) One last good hit on the substitute and she stood up straight, shaking off the dark aura from her last attack. Then...

Lexx perked up at the sound of new arrivals. "Heya," he said breezily, waving to them. "We just figured out these things can hear us and we're trying to think of experiments that won't land us in trouble with the ethics committee." He couldn't help noticing the Infernape shade hanging back...

Lexx made a face as Brisa jumped back from the glass. "Yeaahhh, they do that." He didn't look too concerned, but it wasn't like there was any danger of that thing getting out. "By the way, they only do that with you guys. Couldn't care less about us familiars." To demonstrate, he went right...

Lexx slowly emerged from under one of the desks, his semisolid hair looking somewhat disheveled. He didn't need to sleep, really, but having a nap after staying up all night reading just felt like a fitting thing to do. His attention was caught by Dave walking in looking at least somewhat...

The Infernape shade just looked so sad. Damn it all... Starr forced a smile. "Yeah. Yeah, if you want to hang out, practice some fire moves together, that'd be cool." She really wasn't sure how many moves familiars could even do--she knew it was limited, but it was kind of hard to know...

Starr blinked at Rocky, caught off guard by the sudden rush of... sympathy. Fuck. She didn't want people worrying about her. "Hey, I mean..." she began, rubbing the back of her head, "it's not like I don't know how to chill. I know I'm gone a lot, but half the time I'm just... watching shit...