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Not a great start. "I don't much like leavin' things other'n right between us," she said, tail drooping even as her shoulders held stiff. "I know we weren't seein' eye to eye in there, but I believe you got good intentions, and I sorely hope you see th'same is true of me."

Brisa hauled Astrid back to her permanent residence in the infirmary and prowled out of the guild. She wandered a little, lost in her own head, until she found Destiny Tower. Vix was there, haunting the brickwork, apparently. Perhaps it was an opportunity to talk. Vix was her friend after all...

I've been callin' y'all my siblings this whole time anyhow!

"I reckon I'm about done here," muttered Luz to herself, as she took herself away. Being a person just got more complicated by the day, apparently.

Brisa didn't raise me. All my memories of bein' a kid are of bein' Jesse's and Sierra's kid. If who I am is stuff from Brisa's head, then we're more like sisters than anythin' else. Plus the mechanics of it ain't got nothin' t'do with biological parenthood, like Dave says. All seems daft t'me...

Brisa bounded over to Sword and Shield, her paws light on the ground. "Y'can't say y'didn't have it comin', darlin'," she drawled. "Thanks fer a fantastic fuckin' match." She listened to Sword describe her new relationship with corruption and drew a sharp breath . . . followed by a long...

"I don't think so," panted Brisa, smirking. Bless Sword's heart, but there was nothing like bringing a finishing blow down on a premature sore winner. "Really, partner? C'mon now." Fighting like this... Brisa lived for it. Fighting with a worthy foe, someone she cared about, growing to...

Brisa's hackles went up as the transformation kicked in . . . but was this really Darkwhite's corruption returned? Or just another of Sword's games? It didn't bear thinking through or panicking about. Her goal was no different at all: Battle her friend; have fun. She wouldn't let a stunt like...

So, Shield was giving instruction, was he? Without his advice, winning this battle would probably be a sure lock. Figured. Perhaps that was the other power of human-pokémon bonds. Sword staggered under the continued onslaught. Brisa saw an opening, and her lips pulled back as she scented the...

Yeah, this... This ain't a revelation I'm too surprised by, but it's still fuckin' wild t'fit in my head all th'same.

"Oh, y'better believe I won't give up!" taunted Brisa. "No matter how many impressive moves y'got!"

Gods above and below sky, that... That could mean— "Changes nothin' that matters," mumbled Luz. "There are still ways my core could shatter if it came to it." Except it did change something. Sooner or later, she'd face whatever the next stage of this egg business was coming. Once, she'd have...

Sword's psychic attack ached, but Brisa knew how to ward off psychic intrusion, and it gave her a better reading on the mew's movements... Brisa barked a laugh and casually went to work at Sword's barriers. "I'll get through 'em sooner or later!" she retorted.

"Not bad!" shouted Brisa, still laughing. "But this is how it's really done!" Time to soften up the target a little, if she could... And now for the tail of the combo, that would firm her up against any more Mauls...

Brisa frowned for a second, then laughed. "Alright, we'll you an' me both show this crowd my best, huh?" She really should've expected nothing less of Sword~ But would Sword expect her new combat strategy? "I've been workin' on a new approach to combat," she cried, as she supercharged the...

Brisa ran onto the field with a smile on her muzzle. With so much madding bullshit on her mind, it was a relief that even now, she could hit the Colosseum with a friend to take her mind off things. "Alright, give me all ya got!" she called out to Sword. "I want ya t'show me yer best!"...

"Or as a contingency," mused Brisa, barely suppressing the growl in her throat. "After all, an unprecedented plan involvin' the destruction and recreation of an entire world... Usin' volatile energies drawn from uninhibited desire and inner darkness... That's the kinda thing as could go badly...

Brisa shuddered, and shook off some anxiety with a shake of her mane. She'd forgotten how distrubing interdimensional invaders were. Her world would fall easily to such creatures as Giovanni, as far as she knew. Certainly to a Blacklight plague. "And while we're at it," she added to Nate's...

Brisa's tongue had fallen still since Soda's answer about the moon had been interrupted by Breaker examining his mind. She stared, her upper lip drawing back slightly, her tail falling still and to the ground, ears flat against her head. Luz tried to catch her eye, but she wouldn't meet her...

Brisa continued watching carefully, and flexed her claws as Soda threatened to leave, wondering if a Soda substitute, even a mastery-level Blacklight-empowered one, would go down to a strong enough Radiant Arrest. In the end, he stayed. For now. While his other self did gods-knew-what on the...