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Dave freewheeled for a bit. Clearly he hadn't understood before why Jesse was so frightened for her. And then he started on about not killing people like that could possibly be news for her. He didn't even ask to clarify. She imagined being Maple, crossing worlds, saving lives, in hard...

Brisa Turn 3 Starr's the perfect fightin' partner fer me. I'll never let her down when I can help her. Brisa used Helping Hand! Owen's been my dependable friend this whole time. He can depend on me fer aid. Brisa used Helping Hand! Whatever Starr's new power is, her shadows are takin' their...

...So, Dave thought, what, exactly? That Maple should use her powers when others told her to, or not to? The way he said 'born better than the rest of us'.... With such contempt. Did he mean her power, or was he sarcastically saying that she was no better a person, not to be trusted with even...

All their efforts were paying off. The team was working in the same supernatural synchronicity they'd gotten down practically to an art form, save for the occasional stumble. And she— She was surging with power. She knew what it felt like to lay down a Thunder Cage on a god. Now she was laying...

"Yeah, that's all kinds of fuckin' disturbin'. Hell, apparently even if the fella's a big softie who hates fightin', like Joule, some motherfucker like Giovanni can just up an' mind-control him to wipe out worlds all th'same. I sure as hell hope we don't have anythin' like that in my wider...

What the fuck. "What the fuck," said Brisa. What the fuck. "What the actual goddamn fuck. He wiped out planet's worth of livin', thinkin' people—Did he–? Wait, that don't sound like– Gods. I... I, uh... I didn't realise he was that powerful." Bahamut unilaterally decided to wipe out...

"Nothin' close t'Maple, no. Not as far as I can credit, anyhow." ...Hold up. "Wait, fuckin' genocide? Are y'still talkin' about Maple, or...?"

Oh thank the fucking stars she didn't have to listen to a conversation about that, or even leave. Gods. What the fuck was this about ressurection, though? "Thunder. Goddamn. He's...? I dunno how I feel 'bout that." Brisa knew that someone's essence could travel between worlds since she was...

Brisa said nothing. She'd never pressed Dave on that and after learning as much as she had from Jesse's mental leaking (and seeing how desperate Dave was to not discuss it) she wasn't about to start. She turned intently to her drink and made herself fascinated by the tiny bubbles along...

Brisa wasn't sure what to make of Dave's apparent hope that Maple might die, or his strange chagrin about finding a possible way to save Arceus, but it could only be a good thing if Cibus wasn't about to lose one of its mightiest defenders. "Hope it works. My world ain't so lucky t'have...

Brisa hadn't seen that much of Shadow but it sure seemed like he just said the shit Dave was worried about under layers of rationalisation. Thing is, Shadow wasn't any more stupid than Dave was. Just a hell of a lot more scared. And he was scared now, of excess deaths. "What idea? Dave, what...

Brisa smirked humourlessly. "Whaddaya think I'm here fer? This world's creator told me to slow down and Luz threatened to physically restrain me if I tried doin' one more productive thing. So drinks it is." She could think of plenty more to do. It wasn't as if her drill was perfect, or she'd...

She took the nearest available seat—by Dave's shadow—and received her drink with gratitude. "What ain't I been up to." Brisa considered what was worth mentioning or not. May as well tell him the gist, some of the most notable details. If he was curious, he'd ask for more. Sounded better than...

Gods, they had so little time left. Fuck, she needed a drink so bad, she'd needed a drink all the damn time since the bubble went up and she'd barely touched the stuff and please let her have earned it. As she entered the Cauldron, she saw a friend of hers evidently experiencing similar...

Brisa Turn 2 The team—my friends—are at their best when I give them cover. I'll lend Cabot a paw as he makes his approach! Brisa used Helping Hand! There's no way I'd let Starr's best efforts go to waste! I'll give her the boost she needs to really lay on the hurt! Brisa used Helping Hand! I...

It was nice to see someone both strong and idealistic, and yet happy. Cabot didn't always have it right, but . . . it was nice to think a mon could be all those things. "You know me, Cabot," said Brisa, some cheer returning to her tired voice. "I'll take on anyone. Who're y'thinkin' of?"

Brisa worked through her own lunch as Cabot spoke, barely tasting it despite how good it was. (Cibus had the best food, goddamn.) At least Cabot understood why mindreading would bother her, it'd be a worry if he didn't. And what he was saying was . . . reasonable. "...Y'know, Cabot, it's kinda...

Brisa squared up for the showdown that had occupied damn near every waking moment since they'd returned to Destiny Village from the fight at the lab. She wasn't alone, she reminded herself. She had the team, and she'd done everything she possibly could to prepare them, and herself, for this...

Brisa nodded as Cabot yarned on in response. Stars, but the lad was naive, wasn't he? It was honestly a nice change of pace from some of the attitudes on the posse. Still, mind-reading as a 'convenient solution' for the state military? Good fucking gods. "Luz is encouragin' 'cause she don't...

Brisa Turn 1 No sense goin' at anythin' but the fastest pace I can. I'll Double Dip Quick Seeds an' speed th'fuck up. Time t'put my new technique to use fer th'first time. Let's slow this motherfucker down. Umbral Overcharge -> Radiant Arrest @Joule