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Lexx put a paw to his chest. "Guilty as charged. Technically never been one, but with more than a decade's worth of memories of being one, hard not to relate." He was just about caught up with reading the chat by now. Something about the group wanting to check for Pop's journals? Now here...

Lexx shook Koa's paw without missing a beat, though he did have to lean down a bit to take the Electrike's paw in his. It wasn't exactly the most natural greeting for a quadruped, now was it? "Going out on a limb here, but... don't suppose you're human?" "Ahh, got lost in some reading so I...

"Sure am--name's Lexx. I'm with Starr, dunno if you've met her; probably not, she's uh... having a time." He decided to leave it at that. No sense dumping heavy drama on the newbie. He waved a paw--"Anyway, I was just catching up on some history and dozed off. What brings you up here?"

An Ultra Stone wobbled gently in the center of a large cushion, buried underneath a pile of books. A dark mass congealed out from it and gradually took the shape of a shadowy Zeraora, yawning broadly and causing books to slide off his semisolid chest. Glowing yellow eyes glanced around the...

She was helping everyone. She was... doing exactly the same thing she'd been doing. Taking on every responsibility, to everyone. Because that was who she was. Someone who cared. Someone who did the right thing. Someone... good. Starr glanced uselessly back at Owen. It was good to see him...

Starr jolted, jerking her head toward the new arrival. Icetales--what had he just said? He'd just come back from... "Icetales!" Starr gasped, a desperate hitch in her voice. Within seconds she'd marched over to him. "You're back from--did you see Brisa? Was she there? Is she okay?" Of...

Starr let out a snort. "Cute," she said, her voice deadpan. "Anyway, I wasn't saying we pull any risky bullshit. I'm just saying out of the four options, it's dead obvious we should pick reviving the team and Arceus. We can protect Diyem. Arceus can tell us what the deal is with Cola. We...

Starr's breath caught in her chest. There they were. Or at least, some of them. Their shadowy forms kept flickering in and out, unstable. Only a few had condensed well enough that she could actually make them out. Cynthian was first, and... holy shit was she a Roserade? "It's really you...

Starr nodded distantly. "If it's Diyem, it'll be important. You two go on ahead. I'll catch up later. Just gotta get in the right space." She waved as the two left, then exhaled long and slow. Well, at least she had enough of a handle on herself to act like a person long enough to have a...

Starr kept her face neutral, but her mouth had gone dry. In her mind, she saw flashes of the illusions--her friends--that she'd seen in the dungeon earlier, and her throat clenched up. "...They'll be okay," she said firmly. "This time it's with a Dark Matter that's on their side. And...

Starr gave the Bayleef a sideways glance. Their expression wasn't just one of generic concern. There was recognition there. "I said we're working on it, but..." Her claws gripped the wooden table, hard. "I take it you know what they're dealing with right now?" She wasn't sure whether or not...

"Fucking mood, there," Starr muttered. She glanced at the rose that Saltriv was carrying. "But, uh... Puddle's right about one thing. We're... working on a way to get them back." She decided to leave out the part where it involved nabbing some energy from the Tree of Life, the one place that...

Starr's ear flicked toward a sudden noise. She turned to see two of her teammates--Saltriv and Shiron. A bit surprising to run into them here of all places. "Hey. Something bring you two way out here? I was just here doing a thing with Nate and Maple." Not elaborating on that. She took a...

After the investigation with Nate and Maple, Starr made her way to Post Town, which right by the Paradise where Maple had originally teleported them. Her body was filled with a combination of dead exhaustion and wired, anxious energy, and she was desperate for anything to calm her nerves. They...

Starr stood there, breathing heavily as the wisps of Radiance faded from her body. The familiar burning pain that it left in its wake wasn't anything new, nothing she couldn't handle. The vague, empty longing was harder though. Giovanni was gone. Gone because he'd never been there. This...

It didn't matter if he was real or not, he needed to fuck OFF. Despite every voice in her head screaming at her to stop, Starr, found herself launching a burst of flames that somehow managed to miss Giovanni entirely. He stared back, utterly unfazed, utterly in control. God damn what did she...

Starr's heart gave a painful lurch, and for a split second it was them but then--no. No it's not them, get a fucking grip. They're gone, they're gone, they're not here, it's not them. They were gone. It didn't feel like much of a reassurance when the thought just made her want to scream...

Starr tensed up, fur standing on end. Cursed dungeon? Why the hell was that a thing? "Does this kind of thing just... just happen, or is someone causing this?" She kept her eyes glued to Soda at first, but then every so often glanced over at Nate. They couldn't afford to lose sight of each...

Starr blinked a few times, not entirely convinced that she'd seen what she thought she did. Sure, the whole place had been kinda dark since ever they'd got here, but did the sun just fucking vanish or what. Her eyes were adjusting to the darkness--she'd noticed that it happened way faster ever...

Starr made a noncommittal sound of approval. She wasn't so agitated that she was about to claim that she could take him head-on now. Sure was nice to think about it being possible, though. "Well... if we do wind up tracking him down, seems like he'd either fight back or try to gtfo. So we...