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‘Pretty good,’ he’d said. Yeah, alright, fine. Starr didn’t have the will to feel insulted. It didn’t even feel backhanded, coming from him. From anyone else, sure. Fuck, that last blow hurt. Even after the Blacklight had left her feeling refreshed for about two seconds. So much for that...

Their best wouldn't be good enough, but dammit if she was gonna let him get out of this without taking a single goddamn scratch. She didn't have enough energy, though. Already this tired after barely putting a dent in a fucking grass-type? God. Brisa really wanted to see her do something...

Starr blinked at the sudden reassurance, then relaxed somewhat. "Yeah... I know." After the way Brisa had just accepted everything Starr had said in the pit, she wasn't about to forget that. She didn't really... want to talk about any of the heavy shit that Radiance or Shadow was fueled by...

Starr staggered backward, not even bothering to hide her disgust from Nanab's attack. She could actually feel her inner fire dimming. God dammit. Brisa still wanted to give it her all, though, so... Starr could at least do that much for her.

God damn Pine hit Brisa like a freight train. Brisa went flying, and Starr felt an uncomfortable lurch with the realization that he'd barely been trying, had he? C'mon, focus. She can handle herself. She'll be fine, focus. Starr focused! As badly as she wanted to hit him with a burst of...

Starr recognized that feeling. Her own Radiance. But... coming from Brisa. How...? (Somehow it felt easier to endure when it was the both of them.) This was good. This felt... right. She flashed a grin at Brisa and let her inner fire heat up the air inside the arena. Time to see what they...

Starr nodded distantly. "Yeah. Either way, it's a lot easier to deal with than the Radiance, so I'll take it. We've gotta use both of them anyway." It wasn't like feeling better about things for a change was the kind of thing that'd be hard to handle anyway. Hard to imagine that looking...

Starr caught herself before she had a chance to tense up. "Yeah, well... it's bullshit anyway," she said dismissively. "It's not like I don't know that I'm supposed to feel guilty about all that shit. You don't see me trying to pretend like it didn't matter." It did matter. It would always...

Starr glanced away, shrugging. It wasn't like she hadn't noticed the careful, concerned look Brisa had given her. "I dunno. It's like I can just be myself without having to feel bad about it or anything. Like I don't need to feel guilty or whatever. It's not like how the rest of the team...

'Pushing past her limits,' huh. Starr wasn't too sure about that. She'd never thought much about what the pain meant. She was just used to it. "Shadows, eh..." She mulled that one over. It wasn't like she hadn't seen the kind of fucked up way that the team started acting when they were high...

Starr kept quiet while Brisa went on about all her moves... with a whole lotta heavy shit behind each one of them. Damn. At least she sounded like she had it all figured out? "Well, aren't you in tune with your inner self," Starr replied with a crooked grin. She leaned back again, arms...

Starr raised an eyebrow at Brisa's playful tone and then smirked. "Sounds to me like you're just a nerd," she said, rubbed her knuckles against the top of Brisa's head. "I mean, yeah, obviously the moves do different things. Small amount of radiance, I get stronger and faster. More of it...

Starr let out a snort. "You named it? Where on earth did you even come up with that?" Well, she didn't really care either way what anyone called it. "I've just been calling all the Blacklight moves Radiance or Shadow--never needed to go much further than that."

Starr let out a small chuckle. "Maybe you were. It's okay, I forgive you," she said jokingly, ruffling Brisa's mane with a paw. "So long as you learn how to forgive yourself for once in your life."

Pine's tone wasn't cocky--he didn't come off full of himself. He just genuinely didn't think they knew what they were getting into, did he. Starr gave the Haxorus a crooked, toothy grin. "Nah. Don't really care, though," she said, folding her arms behind her head. "Brisa was itching to...

"Who says you're doing anything wrong? Maybe they're the ones with the problem," Starr said matter-of-factly, closing her eyes and downing the rest of her drink before crushing the can in her hand. "But fiiine, if you're so sure, then maybe you are right. After all this time hanging out, I...

Huh. Starr had always assumed that Brisa had been doing fine in that department. What with her pairing up with Curio and Astrid practically the moment they'd all arrived. Then again, those two had sorta bailed later on, so... that had to sting. ...Brisa wasn't just being coy now, was she...

Starr burst out laughing at the look of horror on Brisa's face. "Relax, I'm just giving you shit," she said, giving the Luxray a pat between the shoulder blades. "You've gotta be the biggest disaster lesbian in existence, you know that?"

Starr let out a snort. "Geez, if I didn't know any better I'd say you've got a thing for her," she said, giving Brisa the biggest shit-eating grin she could manage.

Starr gave a bit of a crooked smile. "Yeah? Didn't realize you'd been taking notes." Brisa... really looked up to her, huh. Sure, people had been admiring her for ages, but there'd always been that fear mixed in, and Brisa just... didn't have that. Starr ran a claw along the rim of her...