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Luz laughed. "If'n ya wanna stay a puddle, that oughta be yer right! Sounds like a nice life, gettin' ferried around in a bag like that, though it sure ain't fer me." Her eyes flashed. "What I'm about is buck-wild experiences! Especially a good battle. Y'fancy a sparrin' match some time...

Luz reached out a paw to shake Vix's 'arm' between a fingerpad and her thumbpad. "I find all folks interestin' t'meet!" she said. "Sorry to disappoint, but I'm only so fast and powerful. Gettin' stronger though, that's fer sure." She cocked her head at Puddle. "Say, partner. D'ya got an inklin'...

Brisa huffed. For someone who'd spent four years as a near-total hermit, she talked about her feelings plenty. "If anythin', I'm already too earnest about my feelings," she replied. "I embarrassed myself when we were comin' up with a plan t'keep Sword safe. I lashed out at Soda the minute we...

Luz nodded. "Well... I only really got some fuzzy memories from Brisa, and she got into a lotta fights back home. Mostly pretty mundane stuff. But in the folktales, the real Luz was supposed to have fought forces of nature and higher legends and come out on top. It kinda... feels weird, havin'...

Brisa grimaced. Bahamut. That ancient fucking psychic tyrant who thought he knew better than everyone. Like an absurdly aged, emotionally dulled counterpart to Jesse. What an insufferable sonofabitch. "Bahamut has his reasons for wanting to dust anyone who could threaten the peace, but I'll...

Luz nodded. "Well, a human or, maybe like Silver's team. In either case, the effects of the blacklight are pretty disturbin'! Interestin' though, fer sure." She scratched her cheeks in thought. "We may not have much choice about what we do or don't fight. What're ya used to from yer own world?"

Luz shrugged again. Lotta shrugging going on. "That's assumin' we can trust the psychics. Which, t'be fair, we probably can. Yer right about Giovanni though. Fella's crazy powerful, although he seems to prefer telekinesis to mind magic." Luz kicked idly at a brick fragment. "The power level is...

Luz shrugged. "There's not rightly enough to go on. My gut says it were some third party nonsense we have no idea at, but the level of coordination suggests the whole thing were planned by the 'spies'. Too bad it's near enough to impossible to get that kind of read on any of the active members...

Brisa gave a scoffing bark of a laugh at the comment on Bahamut. Yeah, he wasn't exactly nice, was he? "That's a good attitude, Chikorita Saltriv. You keep that up, now, y'hear?" She sighed. "I'm worried about Sword too. Thanks for yer help gettin' through to her. I'm dead certain y'made a...

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"Lil' birdy tipped me off," quipped Luz. "Please t'meet y'both. I'm as well as anythin'. So, how can I make myself useful?" She glanced about, marvelling at the sheer destruction. Wasn't this the home of the highest authority and most powerful native being on the planet? "And, uh. How've the...

It turned out you didn't need to be hungover to miss an interesting fight! Luz strolled up to the tower and gave a long, low whistle. Whatever did this had to be seriously strong, and confident too. "That ain't less'n a scratch," she remarked. "Say, lampent gal. Yer name's Vix, right? How do...

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She was fine. "How 'bout yerself?" she asked, a little more sharply than usual. "You're pretty new to Team Spectrum, the way I hear it. Sure handled yerself well in that last fight, though. I take it you're adjustin' okay?" She took an appraising look at Saltriv. They sounded pretty young...

Brisa jerked her gaze away, towards the dark sea. "Howdy," she said, automatically. "Saltriv, right? Can't say as everythin' is alright, but I'm not so stressed. Really. I'm fine." How different this beach was to the perpetually idyllic one by Treasure Town. It seemed half a lifetime ago that...

Brisa found herself at the beach while hardly realising. What was she even doing here? She'd... been walking for some time, in the dark of the early morning, weighing the thousand things already in her head with the latest additional bullshit Cibus had to offer her. She should be talking to...

Brisa nodded. "I'll look forward to it. Take care, partner." ...now what? It felt like she had twenty priorities, and no idea how to organise them. She looked to those around her. Kate, who needed someone to help her find her place in the posse. Starr, who she desperately wanted to battle at...

"I'm wrackin' my brain fer another charizard who coulda done this, and been so powerful, but I don't know of one. I'll try askin' about." Brisa remembered 'Darkwhite', who she'd begun to call Sword. She remembered the way Sword's body had split open at the back and produced Eternatus tendrils...

"Alternatively, they coulda injured Owen after S'more landed the blow. That seems substantially more likely t'me."

Satisfied that the mood in the crowd had turned in Owen's favour, Brisa moved away from him and towards the most aggressively suspicious of the assembled mon. "Lucario Shield," she said, offhandedly. "I hope you'll keep a tighter clutch on that scarf of yers after this. Wouldn't want somethin'...