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Luz nodded, slowly, chewed over the thought. "Okay." ... "Okay, yeah, I see that." She matched Bahamut's gaze and hummed to herself. "Nah, I don't reckon I did work through my grief. Hell, my gal an' I are back to where we left off, almost. Brisa sent to me—y'know, telepathy—while she was...

"Yeah. Somethin' like that." She narrowed her eyes, made a motion with her mouth as if she were chewing her cheek. "Bahamut, were you always th'way y'are? Or—assumin' I live long enough—am I gonna end up like you?" She scoffed at herself. "I mean, with a perspective and attitude like yers...

Luz raised a brow, and smiled lopsidedly at Bahamut. "Fella, either yer th'most obtuse 'mon I ever ever, or you're the multiverse's master of deadpan humour. But alright, I'll speak plainer with you." Luz drew up a knee to lean her crossed arms on and pointed a digit sidelong at the necrozma...

Luz swung her hindpaws in the air, sat on the garden wall of Truffle's and Leg's house. Confronting Truffle about espionage... It seemed to be a harder task every time she considered it. Air moved across her face, ruffling the surface of her substance. She looked up to see Bahamut, descending...

"I get it," replied Brisa. "Don't feel y'gotta hide it from me. Whatever keeps ya regular." Sombra nodded, and went over to Brisa to pass back into her. "We'll let ya get back to it then, Owen. Take care of yerself, an' lemme know if you ever need anythin' to keep ahold of it." Brisa gave the...

"I wish y'could turn it off too, pal," said Brisa, softly. She loped up to his side and put a foreleg around him, and rested her head against his torso. "We still trust you," came Sombra's low whisper. "And Owen... It's alright to resent what was done t'you."

Brisa breathed in the warmth with gratitude. The cold wasn't a problem for her, but Owen's flame was appreciated as much for being a sign of companionship as for its physical comfort. "I'm stickin' around," she replied. "I don't give up on folks just 'cause they're dangerous, you know? If you...

Brisa nodded, and took a seated position close by him. "If it's any help, I still see ya as you." She ran her penetrating gaze over him, thinking about how the perception of form informed the perception of nature. How Owen's tailflame was an indicator of his emotions. How when she saw the...

"It's good that yer in control. Good that y'have a way to work it out." She walked forward, fighting her own instincts. "Sounds like you're keepin' it largely to yerself, though. You're . . . a really earnest fella, Owen. Y'sure it wouldn't help t'have someone t'talk to about this stuff? I...

Breathe. Just breathe. It's just like in the Voidlands. That killin' instinct's in him. She trusted him then, she'd trust him now. "Y'were ready to kill," she said, quietly. Without judgment; without deceit. "Like y'were when we last fought."

Brisa loped through the park on one of what were becoming her habitual jaunts. It turned out that keeping her training semi-social and pacing the city park were what worked for her, so here she was, patrolling at the crack of dawn. Just like back home, except it was her choice, and not out of...

Picrews of human!Brisa and Jesse.

Brisa's Round 11 Rebuild Adjusting Blacklight Boost... Bright Arcflash: +100 Burn, +1 Charge, +1 Accuracy +1 innate Evasion +1 innate Defence +1 innate Resistance Adjusting Leg Days... 2x Leg Days – 0.7 Magic + 0.3 Attack + 0.4 Stamina = 32 pts & voucher Adjusting Items... – Venom...

Brisa grinned, the victory high—and the residual blacklight—making her feel like she was floating. "Maybe so, ma'am, but if y'were a swampert, I'd've picked a different strategy! I mean it, though. That was th'best I've ever fought. I sore appreciate it." She gave a nod to Incineroar, and left...

Brisa gasped for breath, knowing that after that attack, there was nothing left in her to keep up the fight if Pepper got to her feet. She waited for retaliation . . . and none came. There was a thrum in the air, a crowd cheering. Cheering for her. Brisa shook off the excess, supercharged...

This was her one opening. After this, it was Pepper's match. Brisa would just have to pull off the most deftly-executed attack possible. You've got this. Brisa feinted with a lunge with no energy behind it, making Pepper sidestep—then she gnashed at Pepper, created an opening, drew on her...

Brisa hadn't learned nothing from her last fight. She hadn't learned nothing from sparring with Owen and Cabot and Starr. She hadn't learned nothing from her time in the Voidlands. "What, d'you think I'm still th'same opponent ya fought last time?" she cried. "Bring it on!" Brisa charged up as...

Pepper seemed vulnerable—was this the moment to strike? "I'm stronger than I've ever been," cried Brisa, voice crackling with light and power. "So I hit harder too!" She yowled with exertion, and looked for a weak spot. She found one. Brisa used Umbral Overcharged Facade! Brisa used Electric...

Brisa roared her assent, and dove forwards, the familiar radiant chains and shackles coming forth to clasp Pepper's limbs. "I ain't gonna let ya get away from me that easily!" she cried. Brisa used Radiant Arrest three times!

Pepper's anticipation sent a shiver down Brisa's spine, and her mane rippled with sparks. She shrugged, grinned. "I ain't sure I can beat you yet. But it'll happen someday. That's a promise." Cheers went up as Incineroar finished. "You're on."