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Brisa's attention held, and here and there she smiled behind her tea or furrowed her brow slightly. There was something reassuring about the way Bone could speak of such things so placidly. She described a life that sounded so similar to Jesse's in several ways, and yet she'd turned out...

Bone talked about her decision in terms of how it affected others. Even though . . . it was such an intensely personal choice. Brisa wondered if the feeling she had now was the one other people got when she talked about her duty. "Y'know, my father used t'talk about havin' been a delphox...

Brisa's expression tightened a little, but she listened carefully, nodded slowly, sipped her tea. "I'm expectin' t'be in a similar situation myself. I never heard from my father how it happened fer him, but after learnin' that summoned humans on Cibus and other worlds routinely stick around...

Brisa blinked, deliberately, and there the children were, visible through the walls. Bless. They were lucky, to be born on a world like this. To have a future like they did. "Strange to think," remarked Brisa, quietly. "When Diyem first brought our spirits to his Voidlands to recruit us, I had...

"Thank you kindly, ma'am," said Brisa, with a polite nod. She entered, accepted the tea, and poured some for herself and for Bone, after a querying glance. "If'n you prefer, I go by Brisket in this world fer folks as find it more natural-soundin'," she added. "Though I'm surprised y'remember...

Just as Brisa had begun to feel truly strong, not weighed down by duty . . . here she was, deathly tired once again. It's not yer fault. Things are outta yer paws right now. Best to do somethin' y'can actually handle, let the problem sit a moment. Yeah. That sounded good – or, it didn't...

Oh? Well, wasn't that real cute. Brisa smiled again to see Sword caring about someone's wellbeing so openly, after months of Darkwhite bullshit. "It was nice seein' you two," she drawled, languidly getting to her feet. "Good luck with th'rest of yer recovery, Shield. And feel free to shoot me a...

Q: "Oh! You must be Brisket! I've seen a lot about your fights! Congratulations on your fight against Puff!" A: "Why, thank ye kindly, partner! That's me. Yer Pansit, right? You linin' up fer a match? You'd have th'type advantage, y'know." Q: "Tell me, is it true? How many close bonds are...

Luz shrugged expansively and laughed at Echo's sheer earnestness. "What can I say, fella? Variety is the spice of life, or so they tell me! Don't think I've tried honey yet, but sweet things are real good fer sure..." The zeraora-shade set off strolling along the plaza as she'd been, the...

Luz nodded with enthusiasm. "Sounds like you're a guy after my own heart! That's why I spend a lotta my free time here. Gotta try every kinda food they got! Shall we take a look t'gether, my new pal?"

Brisa took a peaceful breath and allowed herself the tiniest of momentary purrs. This was the best: helping someone by arranging a duel. And she'd get cheered on, too. She'd come to love that. "Oh, I'm expectin' ya to kick me about easily enough," said Brisa. "Just means I don't need to hold...

Brisa chuckled. "You're a li'l devil, you are." She nodded to Shield reassuringly. "It's okay. I trust her not t'bring me to real harm." Sword was a real mischief-maker, but Brisa had felt her heart. She wouldn't want to actually hurt a friend. She just liked to get reactions. And that was...

Darkwhite had been pretty fucking powerful with Blacklight to hand. Even without that corruption, Sword was doubtless a worthy opponent. She was a deity, wasn't she? By the laws of this world, anyway. Shield . . . as a girl? ...Huh. She kinda wanted to see that. But no. Not important. "I'm up...

Brisa grinned and looked for a comfy spot to loaf on. These two, huh? "Well, fair enough, Shield. I'd probably just hand yer tail t'ya. But Sword's got a point. I'm sure that solo, she could give me a real drubbin'. Sound like fun, partner?"

Brisa chuckled. "This is Cibus. All y'gotta do is shake out a satchel-bag and half a dozen heroes will fall out." So, Pop was gonna talk to them? Somehow Brisa doubted it would be a special mission. She hoped not, for Shield's sake. Poor fella. "Y'know, if you're gettin' restless, have...

Of course. Of course, yeah, they were already friends. Brisa's face broke out into a relieved smile and her voice cracked just a little. "Yeah, Sword, we're friends. Jus' real glad you feel that way too after all that's happened." She eyed Shield appraisingly, fascinated once again by the...

Brisa stepped lightly into the pair's home, her whole body relaxing from the affability Sword was radiating. "I've been meanin' t'come see how you are an' all since we got ya free and safe," she explained. "But also, I guess... Well, I guess I wanted t'see if y'wanted t'be friends. I never knew...

Brisa smiled. Well, that sure seemed promising. "Sword's right, y'know," she said, with a tiny smirk. "If y'got beans, y'got paws." She laughed at the mew's delighted expression. "It's nice t'see ya, Sword."

Brisa had checked on Sword a couple times in the infirmary after the rescue operation, but it seemed that half the team was doing that, and she was out of it half the time, so she left it til Sword was discharged to pay a visit. "Hallo, any of y'all home?" she called from outside, knocking...

Bless this kid. She needed to keep him safe. What was Diyem thinking, bringing whelps like Koa into a situation like this? Well, judging by his fierce conviction, his courage, and his earnest good will, maybe he was exactly the sort of person who should be here. "Glad t'hear it," she said of...