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Brisa clenched her jaw. Of course Sword could get handed to a fucking mole even outside of Destiny Village. She spun the options through her head again and... yeah. Team Spectrum had to stick together, and Sword had to stick with them. That meant Sword coming to DV. "Okay, okay, fuck. You're...

"Sword, how about I bring Shield to you? We gotta get him outta house arrest first. I promise, I'll get the two of you back together." Brisa looked around her. "Seems the safest plan is Sword stays here, in her core if possible, with Team Gyro to protect her. Team Spectrum and the God Squad...

Team Gyro might be formidable, but so were Team Spice and Team Colada, and they'd been corrupted easily enough. There was no guaranteed safety, not anywhere. Brisa set Sword down and looked her in the eyes. "Sword. Our science fella tells us yer gonna be okay, but I ain't keen on leavin' ya...

Brisa looked up at the new arrivals and tensed even further. This was another human hero whom she'd anticipated meeting, and a version of the ailing creature she was currently tending to. Two ver- counterparts. Two counterparts, even. "Howdy," she said, quietly, "and well met, Team Gyro. We...

"Well, string me up. Holy shit, Abigail. Colour me fuckin' impressed."

Brisa's chest felt cold. My Mountain Breeze, listen. You can't expect that simply because you have done your best, that all will be as you hope. People will fail you. People will be weak. People will die. This is outside your power to control. Sure, but that just means I gotta work harder to...

"Gaaaawwwwds I fuckin' hate this universe."

Brisa took Sword in her paws and let the mew rest against her in what she hoped would be a comfortable (and comforting) position. "Sword? You're okay. You're among friends. You're safe. How d'you feel?" She looked to the faint red light with concern, and then around her for everyone in the...

It was one thing after another on this fucking planet. No, worse. They couldn't even resolve one damn thing without two more arising to loom ahead. They had unresolved matters dating back practically to their arrival, and now they had goddamn traitors in their ranks, or suspicion of traitors...

Jesse smirked to himself, but he decided not to tease the poor fellow. Even if it had been a while since he'd enjoyed having someone around so obviously into him. Instead he caught himself smiling, genuinely smiling, at the sight of Lee fussing over the kid. The lycanroc really was a decent...

Friendly warning, my goddamn backside! If it weren't for her duty to Sword and to everyone else on the posse, Brisa would have flung herself at Giovanni with shadows at her teeth powered by sheer spite and fury. The son of a bitch deserved to be taken down a peg. As it was, she had to get the...

Jesse took a cup without looking, and shot a wry smile, brow raised, at Lee. "Well ain't you just the easiest fella t'read without my telepathy," he drawled. What if he DID have some telepathy back... everyone was using their powers again... He reached out casually to brush at Lee's surface...

"Zeke, buddy. Fuckin' pull yerself together and level with me. What's yer problem with the kid?" asked Jesse, moving protectively in front of Gen without thinking about it.

"Get us outta here, Blade!" cried Brisa, as her eyes lit up from the Radiant Arrests she summoned with Giovanni in her sights. As she did, she lifted the limp body of Sword by the scruff, in her teeth, ready to turn tail and dash into a portal. Starr, Astrid–! Everyone! Be safe! Gods– It...

Jesse shrugged expansively. "She got it into her head that she oughta, so she gotta. Figure'd I'd let her. Maybe she'll have fun." He smirked sidelong at Zeke. "I can hear Rally goin' on about Arceus to the poor gal. You're damn right I'd be lucky not to."

Brisa cocked her head. "Has yer current body been captured in such a way? An immunity to his devices seems like a lot to assume." She looked down at Sword, and chewed her cheek. "And if you're wrong, the consequences could be dire. Fer you and fer us."

"I'll take your concerns into consideration," said Brisa, pushing down both the radiant impulse to snap a retort about Bahamut's callousness, and the shadowy urge to insist she wasn't safe either. "D'you really think you'll slow that bastard enough to make a difference, Bahamut? Or are you...

"Shit, right, the lift. Not rightly clear why yer headed up there, but it can't hurt t'see. Here, lemme lend ya a paw."

Jesse spared a glance for Gen. "Don't worry, son, we'll sort this out, one way or another. Zeke might be an oddball but he seems t'know what he's fuckin' doin'. And I know I ain't givin' up, whatever comes. So neither should you, y'hear?"

Brisa looked up at first Saltriv and then Celeste as each arrived. "Howdy, you two," she said, quietly. Maybe there was something in her pack... Brisa nudged Saltriv back into consciousness, and split a spare oran between those present, hoping against hope that this was over, that they weren't...