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Ah, there it was. Brisa didn't exactly have much understanding of how real people conducted their intimate interpersonal affairs, but that would easily qualify as romantic in her melodramatic novellas. No wonder Celeste was so hurt. "I doubt the fella figured he was dyin'," she told Celeste...

Wow, the guy really wasn't comfortable, huh? Better get to the root of it. "Different how? Different in a way y'don't care fer?"

Wait, those two were Celeste's dormmates, right? Ouch. "You reckon that'll change now they're back? I reckon that fer th'most part, we've all come outta that experience better off. I wanna see it as . . . not exactly a good thing, but at least somethin' from which we'll get good things. A...

"Yeah, you're a pretty reserved fella, least as far as I've seen. It's good to loosen the tongue a little, though. I've had to learn to speak up a lil' more since gettin' to Cibus, but time was I needed a draught of whiskey just to hold down a friendly conversation. Still helps a bit even now...

Brisa stifled a snorting chuckle at the impression of Icetales performed through Celeste's incredibly rapid inebriation. "Yeah, that's... That sure sounds like him. It's too bad he didn't think to talk it through with y'all first, but I gather he weren't in danger from it. Watch yer wine...

Brisa smiled ruefully. "Yeah, there's a difference 'tween our clans, then. My ma's clan ain't polite in the least. Very plain-speakin' folk." Her tail swished for a moment, but Cream's gentleness put her at ease again almost at once. "Workin' with a team makes my time on Cibus the best of my...

"You might not have a choice. Keo'keo has a mind of his own, and he's kinda defensive of our pal Icetales." Icetales was unique for being a posse member who'd accompanied the dead willingly. Was that on Celeste's mind at all? "I'm told he actually travelled to the Voidlands to offer help to us...

Brisa nodded. "Yeah. I get that. Destiny Village is pretty strange t'me compared to the kinda place Frontier Town is, but at least I got the context fer most social norms. Helps that Cibusean folks're all so friendly, generally speakin'. Such as yerself!" She chuckled. That was an...

"Makes perfect sense t'me," replied Brisa. "It ain't about whether a town or th'wanderin' life are better to grow up in. It's about wantin' t'see somethin' new an' bein' kept from it." She smiled at Cream. She was so gentle. When Brisa had first met her a while back, she'd tensed right up...

Well, how about that? "Wouldn't y'know it, my ma's folks're nomadic, too. Always been that way. 'Course, I didn't grow up with 'em, I grew up with my pa, who was more like a townie under all his human weirdness, so I got t'be sedentary. An' frankly, 'til I came to Cibus, I was dyin' to explore...

enjoy bree i like to make 35465435 versions of my perfect original OC character brisa here are 2 options for you bc iim just cool like that this is brisa's humansona and brisa's dark n edgy shadow self Sombra (luxio version) yyou have to draw one do it o it do t

Brisa grinned briefly. Sierra was all combat. The team thought she spent too much time training? They should see her goddamn mother. "Yeah, I kinda guessed they were more into battlin' than you, though I guess I was goin' off what my ma's folks are like. What's their deal, then?"

"I got time fer you," said Brisa, chuckling a little to herself. "I'm tryin' t'give myself more time in the day t'do stuff fer myself, so you oughn't t'have so much trouble findin' me now. I'll shoot you a text with some times that work." How was it to be a luxray? It wasn't just another...

"Howdy, Cream," said Brisa, turning to offer the other luxray a smile. "Honestly, 'Brisket' is jus' fine. I know our names sound weird to y'all." Wasn't hers translated to like, 'bzap!' or something? "Anyhow, yer never any bother. An' yeah, Puff likes to nab me after my matches. Peppy fella...

Another long walk to decompress. Pleasant chill winds, few people about, an opportunity to get that patrolling itch scratched. Brisa had taken to going on as many of these walks and for as long as she pleased, with encouragement from her friends to take time for herself. And hey, it would help...

Starr thought she'd done well? Well, of course she had done well, but... Goddamn, it felt so good to have Starr's approval. The battlefield fell away for a moment as Brisa returned her grin. Wouldn't it be grand just to have it out right now? The two of us, battling at the best we've ever been...

She winced as the destruction of the luxray doll tore at her own chest just as if she'd been wounded. She watched as yet another fake Starr was created. She heard a cry from Cabot as he went down to another dazzling attack. And, of course, she witnessed Leg's emergence... Brisa had heard folks...

The Shadows were high, higher than they ever normally were. Fuck holding back, fuck showing restraint, fuck losing. Go ahead and balk at how fucking strong she was, go on! Brisa dove at Leg, no longer trying to impede movement, but to startle with ferocity. Keep it t'gether, ranger. Don't lose...

Again with Icetales. Those two were close, huh? Brisa nodded. "Somethin' like that. At least fer me. I call mine 'Sombra'. She's just . . . me, with all my conceits and pretenses stripped away. My inner self." She sighed. "Turns out my inner self is kinda sassy, and utterly exhausted. I can...

That . . . was true, wasn't it? Cabot was fine. Cynthian was more stable and confident. Vix was in touch with herself in a new way. Owen... "We all went through some kinda crisis. I guess Cabot handled it better'n the rest of us? His Shadow is capable of reason, just terse an' kinda...