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Starr coughed hard and had to stop herself from almost choking. "I'm sorry, did you say Mewtwo?!" How... What the hell? What on earth was an artificial, one-of-a-kind, human-created Legendary doing in a world with no humans? Starr glanced away. She'd been.... well, not close to taking the...

Starr was sore, she was tired, and she really wanted to soak in a hot bath for the next week, but absolutely none of that mattered because food was a thing that existed. She barely had a chance to register what the waiter had set down (some kind of sandwich, who cares) before she'd already...

Starr let out a snort, and something about laughing again hurt in just the right way. "The hell are you on about. I'm the one that should be asking you two if you even want my sorry ass around."

Starr had watched Curio and Brisa's reunion in silence. Even though she'd known the two would be overjoyed to see each other again... it was still good to see it happen for real. Even if it reminded her that there wasn't anyone on the team who'd be that happy to see her back, and that it was...

Starr's vision had gone blurry. Ghostly fog clung to her, obscuring her surroundings. But when it faded, she suddenly had to squint as her eyes burned. After days and days of darkness, the overwhelming glare of sunlight was too much. Wait... sunlight. She hardly dared to believe it...

Starr took a step back without thinking. A Legendary? Yeah, definitely a Legendary, without question. She glared at the huge dragon. "Yeah, that's great, amazing job at finding us--now get us the hell home."

Starr hit the ground with a thud that knocked the wind out of her and jolted her into alertness from the Radiance-induced stupor. She slowly picked herself up from the dirt and shook herself off. Her eyes opened to darkness, and for a single heart-stopping moment she thought she was back in...

Fucking unbelievable. Starr turned around sharply, unable to look at the Shinx right then. "Show's what you know," she muttered. "We're not fucking doing that, end of." God, it was so transparent, wasn't it? She'd lost her touch. Hiding her thoughts and fears used to come so easy. But...

Starr turned around with an exaggerated sound of disgust. "Go ahead, make it sound like you're eager to die why don't you," she said with a huff. Part of her felt like that was crossing a line, but she didn't care. Starr glowered at her, unable to believe her ears. "And you think I would be?"...

Starr almost tripped. She caught herself and jumped back, fur bristled and ears pinned. "What the fuck. No. We're not doing that. Fuck." She kept up her pacing, with increased intensity. Brisa had been able to tell. She'd known that Starr was dreading the slow, inevitable agony that...

Morning came. Well, if it could be called morning. Time didn't exist. At least a bit of food and sleep had restored their energy somewhat. Enough to make another round of attempts at escape. ...She should have known how that would end. Nothing has changed since the last time they'd tried...

Starr squinted at Brisa edging closer. She thought about commenting but ultimately didn’t care enough to. Starr shrugged. “If you want.” Better Brisa’s missions than hers.

Right. Back to figuring out that mess. Starr had conveniently shoved that creeping bit of dread into the corner, and it had been easier to keep it there so long as one of them was still talking. Banging her head against more futile attempts to break out of this godawful hell pit didn't...

Starr's jaw dropped. "Holy crap, how did you not already finish that off while I was still out?" she said, practically tripping over herself as she scrambled to open the bag before shoving what was probably way too many strips of jerky into her mouth. She coughed hard, eyes watering slightly...

Starr tilted her head, processing it for a while. "...Huh. I mean, I'd figured he was a Legendary or something with the kind of power he's got, but I guess some kinda eldritch god isn't that far off." She honestly wasn't sure if this made her trust him less, or more. After all, why the hell...

Starr glanced away awkwardly, ears flicking to the side. She still didn't know how to feel about being told things like that from her. Still, that last bit... 'I could never hate someone for somethin' they regret.' She couldn't stop it from echoing in her head. Starr raised an eyebrow at the...

Starr blinked. She still didn't really know how to react to Brisa apologizing for things like that. It was weird. What had happened to the both of them. It still didn't feel real. She was going to wake up and they'd still be trapped, but things would be just like they'd been before, because...

Starr stared incredulously for a bit. "Yeah, uh... pretty sure you're just looking for reasons to assume they're thinking the worst of you. I've seen how much they all look up to you." But then she paused and glanced away, rubbing the back of her head. "As for Curio... yeah, that's rough."...

Starr chuckled under her breath. So even their respective jobs were complete opposites. Somehow that wasn't too surprising. Starr gave her a sideways glance. She couldn't really see where Brisa was getting that. "Seemed like you got on well with most of the team. That's kinda why I...

A bit of the tension left Starr. Trainer stuff. Alright. She could talk about that. She'd gotten the impression that most of the Pokemon from worlds without humans found it strange. Hell, even amongst the humans, the only other trainer here was Cuicatl (and it had been so damn refreshing to...