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"Didn't do much dancin' last time I swung by a ballroom," remarked Brisa, smirking at the attempt to throw her off her game. "Bloodied a few faces, though. Let's see what I can do t'yers." She was still getting a handle on how this fella fought, but the transformation was particularly...

Brisa squinted at the battlefield through pain-jammed eyes, and saw searing blue light, three times. Then she heard the impact of a body against Colosseum sand. They'd done it again, huh? Victory, with seconds to spare. That was their signature style, apparently. When she had the strength to...

Brisa yowled in fury, clinging to consciousness with what felt like the barest edges of her mind. Fuck, that hurt! Goddamnit, she could barely last another minute... She knew Pine was more vulnerable to ranged attacks. Owen had told that much. She'd honed her Shining Whiplash to enable her to...

Brisa grit her teeth and braced for a devastating impact. They'd done well to block all that daamge so far, and she was in the best possible shape to take a beating, but goddamn, Pine hit like a landslide. They'd need to focus on Nanab first, like they ought to have done last time. Good thing...

Brisa grinned at Pine's praise, which, while it felt pretty hyperbolic, must be pretty sincere coming from him. And he'd know, with that vital statistics vision of his. She nodded at Starr, and felt the scouring heat of their shared Radiance as they each flared up for the fight. For all that...

Challenge logging: Stat distribution: Chip's Laser:

Brisa's tail swished anxiously. Pine and Nanab were some of the most formidable foes they'd ever faced, and while she and Starr had come a long way since their last match with them, this would surely be a tremendous test of their abilities nonetheless. But she looked to Starr, and the anxiety...

"Surprise ya, huh?" Brisa felt a shiver in her shoulders, and began charging her fur with electrostatic energy, the better to strike hard, and to resist ranged attacks. She deftly and dutifully sidestepped falling branches as if they were real attacks, allowing smaller projectiles to vaporise...

Brisa's barriers faded before Mergo struck, but at least the time allowed her to recover some of her fortitude after the solo Paragon surge. He sent a clod of earth at her – some kind of grass or ground magic technique? or plain telekinesis? – and she dutifully dodged it as if it were a real...

Fascinating. This one understood that fighting could be communication, like so few 'mon seemed to. His stance, his claim to fight continuously, these things spoke of unconventionality. He'd been a gallade for a moment when he'd arrived. The power of the Blacklight – had it given him an...

Brisa chuckled. "Y'had it right the first time, fella. An' yer explanation tracks with yer demeanor. But y'ain't wrong that I've always got eyes fer a combat demonstration. Fightin' is my partic'lar interest, after all." Her pupils dilated as she took in as much of his stance and movements as...

Brisa shook her head lightly, and smiled. "I hear ya," she assured him. "There would be, huh? Yer perceptions're apt enough, partner. Aria an' I already hit it off, and, ah, hit each other a fair bit." And hit on each other, but she wouldn't mention that. "Best sparrin' match I've had fer a...

Brisa considered this, mirroring Mergo's stoicism. The fella seemed touched by a melancholy mood, and she didn't intend to make light repartee. "Depends what y'consider a life to be," she replied. "I have a friend who's lived a number of lives without continuity of memory. And I've met folks as...

"Planet not quite how y'remember it?" Brisa kept some distance between herself and the gardevoir as she approached. He'd presented a stoic persona when his team had arrived, and she didn't want to intrude too closely on his apparent melancholy if company was unwelcome. But if she were him...

The Park had rotted through for a time after the waters rose. Brisa had limped out against medical advice, to find somewhere peaceful, somewhere open and natural and beautiful. She'd found mud, struggling plantlife, a handful of volunteer ecologists doing their best to mitigate the disaster, one...

Brisa chuckling, scoffing gently. "Yeah, that makes two of us. Well, if'n y'change yer mind, lemme know. I bet it'd be fun." She waved over some more drinks for them both and settled in for a pleasant, playful evening. Aria was excellent company, and the longer Brisa spent time with her, the...

Brisa spent most of her recovery time reading or having low key chats with various Spectrum members. Luz would ferry her to her friends' places to hang out, and she did her best to take a genuine break from Spectrum business. In some ways, she was better than ever – back to being close with...

"Couldn't say, darlin'. I think I'm catchin' on quick fer a gal with no experience t'speak of herself. Who's t'say yer aptitude ain't all just from those flirtin' competitions you mentioned?" Brisa had meant it as a bit of ribbing, but it made a certain kind of sense now that she said it out...

"I don't expect I'd mind at all," drawled Brisa, her ears heating up again. Mostly because Aria's immediate retreat at the thought she might be taking advantage of Brisa was . . . intensely reassuring. Even if it was a little condescending. Brisa wondered if the lucario was right about being...

Brisa chuckled. Oh, there was a reaction there. Mm. Neat. Her ears were still warm, but she was very much at her ease. "It weren't among the reasons I offered t'give you a 'lash, but I was alright with it. I knew it might happen. An' I didn't drop the connection when I realised it was...