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"Yeah, he's a peculiar one t'be sure," drawled Brisa. "I don't begrudge folks their suspicions, but I believe the bastard is sincerely tryin' to save this world. I tell ya, it was a pleasure t'see him put that warhammer to Giovanni's jaw." She grinned wistfully for a moment. Almost as...

Brisa couldn't keep herself from a sly smile. "Truer words," she replied, drily. "I can't say I don't sometimes feel the same. Back when I thought this was gonna be a straightforward throwdown, I focused on training. Now that the size of things has outgrown my eyes, I've been double diggin'...

Brisa nodded. "I do the same," she said. "Though I don't got the power to hear the world's heartbeat. Just the wind. The cries of folk and critter. Maybe my own pulse, if'n I work it up." Maple talked about rest and connection like she didn't even deserve it, despite the countless souls she's...

Brisa nodded. "I think I've barely relaxed in months," she confessed. She eyed Maple, quieter of late than she'd been, and coping with something Brisa had no frame of reference for outside of pathetic romance pulps. "How do you normally wind down, when you ain't facin' up to times like this?"...

"Maple. ...Millijoule." 'Howdy' sounded absolutely pathetic in this context. Best get to the point. "I was just fixin' to come find you," Brisa admitted. "But if y'all want a quiet moment first, I can't begrudge it." She stood, anticipating that she'd be asked to leave.

When was the last time Brisa had been in a quiet place, alone? It felt like days. She'd turned in for the night only after exhausting herself into a stupor each evening at the training rooms, and she was always planning, always helping, always working. The study wasn't well-used by members of...

Nice. Brisa won't be pleased. Particularly interested in scenes with Maple, Diyem, and Owen. Shield/Karat could be good too, especially if Starr is there!

Brisa put a paw to the vine and held it close, and leaned her head against Starr's shoulder. "Y'know, this– This is just..." She trailed off, words forgotten in the face of the power above them. Luz sat cross-legged on the ground beside her and patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay. I ain't...

Brisa didn't have any answers. She just closed her eyes and felt the weight of Starr's body leaning against hers. They'd get through this. Something would occur to her shattered mind... Brisa's satchel bag shook. Mm? Was that . . . Luz? She opened it, and her familiar poured out in a flash of...

Why, howdy again, Joule. Brisa's mane crackled with electricity, radiance, and shadows as her head spun. One more surprise . . . was apparently too much to process emotionally. This was just another problem to solve. Just another task ahead... She looked to Starr by her side, Astrid a little...

Brisa grit her teeth hard enough to fucking shatter, and set her jaw against the universe. Whatever the fuck this was, (probably Joule), they'd deal with it. They'd deal with it somehow, every last goddamn time. Somehow, even at a time like this, Starr could make her chuckle. "Guess not," she...

Brisa's Wide Shining Whiplash dealt 13,593 damage to Deoxys! This power... She could stand her ground against damn near anything. It felt intoxicating. It felt like a mountain on her shoulders. Then Astrid came careening through the battlefield– Shit. But with the Radiant Machine pumping her...

A fevered series of barked exchanges and one last shadowy assault against the machine, and Brisa, with Starr on her back and some allies still standing, was outside with the Deoxys swarm in a flash of light. Nah, fuck this. She wasn't gonna stand by and watch that sorry prick see his partner...

Brisa Turn 5: On my way outta this place I'll tear at that goddamn machine again, just to be sure. Brisa used Shadow Maul! Might need another hit to take it out... Brisa looked to see if the Radiant Machine survived... We need this thing good'n gone! Rip 'n' tear 'til it's fuckin' done! Brisa...

They'd pulled it off. Together. Starr had reached her limit, but... they'd done it. They'd fucking humiliated Giovanni, the smug shitbag that he was, and they'd even, somehow, done it with Astrid still standing... Brisa shot a look of ardent admiration the way of her ninetales friend, and rushed...

Starr! She'd come back, looking like she was on her last legs, but still ready to put the pain to Giovanni. Good. Brisa sure could fucking help with that. The problem was his speed... That fucking mewtwo kept dodging everything they threw at him. Well, not this time. Brisa's eyes erupted with...

Pokéballs. They weren't a technology Brisa had ever known, but she still had to contend with them... She saw Saltriv go down in a flash of red light and drew back her lip in a hiss of frustration. She would sooner go down in a bloody, charred heap than let her teammates be captured by that...

Brisa Turn 4: I'll free Saltriv from their fuckin' confinement, they need my help, and we're countin' on 'em! Brisa rescued Saltriv! That sonofabitch is too goddamn fast. I'll freeze Giovanni in place so's Starr can get a good hit in! Brisa used her Chilly Seeds! This attack has to count—I'll...

Brisa spat vicious recriminations at the mewtwo as she dived and rolled away from their attacks. Owen covered her as she made her way back inside to keep hammering at that fucking machine, where Diyem was waiting on their help, and Vix doused her in that stuff of hers to give her just a little...

Brisa Turn 3: Antifocus for +20 Shade Move to Inside Zone Shadow Maul vs Radiant Machine DD Protect Orb + Heavy Lump vs Machine