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"Sure have. I like checkin' on folks when they're in recovery. Gives me a quiet moment to read, which is somethin' I've been missin', and I think it does 'em good to see a familiar face first thing after wakin' up from the kinda fights we have." She stretched out. She looked good and grown up...

"Howdy, Dave," said Brisa, sliding her book back into her satchel. "You were hit pretty hard back there. Everythin' feel more or less like you're more alive than dead?" She blinked, then grinned, and gestured to herself vaguely. "D'you like the new body? This is what I'm used to lookin' like...

Brisa looked around, breathing deeply. Curio was safe. Astrid was okay. Owen was in one piece. Everyone else... also fine. Her priorities remained Starr and Dave, then. Dave was unconscious by her forepaws, Starr was... "Starr? Starr, are you with us?" The human didn't reply. She stared at...

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Chapter 33 "Chapter 34" Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36

I had a lovely time reading this with the rest of the folks who made it to the voicechat. I broke at a few points and had to laugh while reading, props to the authors who managed that. I wasn't early enough for the first few pieces, but I've since read and enjoyed them, and in particular I have...

Brisa's brain was shunting options left and right as she fled that thing alongside Potluck with Starr in tow. She heard Bahamut bark an undirected order. Dave? Dave. Goddamnit Dave you picked a fine hour to get Shadowed. Her eyes flashed with radiance, and she seized both the poochyena and his...

Brisa hadn't felt this much like herself since Veritas City. The body and the mind were interconnected, so they said. Her ranger persona took over: they were laughably outclassed, but Darkwhite might yet prove a sufficient distraction; they should make an abrupt retreat. Ranger Escarpa pushed...

This motherfucker was a human who'd become a psychic goddamn pokémon. Gods. Salt and sand and spit. This was too fucking much. Brisa's mind went hot with anger as she first saw Starr sent flying by psychic power, then felt the mewtwo's remote grip around her throat. Go on. Snap my fucking neck...

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"Starr!" Brisa's eyes lit up with brilliance as she targeted the mewtwo with a Radiant Arrest, and her fur glowed and sparked as she set off in pursuit of Starr with a Wild Charge. She wasn't about to let her friend go up against this creep without help.

Oh, fuck. Whoever this was... that rawness in Starr's voice? It showed the kind of dread that could only be inspired by an enemy you knew far, far too well. She didn't know who this mon was, but she knew what he was. Her enemy, too. Brisa put herself between Starr and the aberrant mewtwo...

Brisa saw Starr go down, and in the however-long they had before Maple, Joule or some other fool broke the standoff, she ran quietly to her friend's side, scarcely daring to breathe. Every knockout blow seemed lethal at the level of power they were wielding. "Starr?" she hissed between her...

The Reverse World. The place that had nearly killed Brisa. The difference was, this time she had her allies, a purpose, and a fancy pet rock. She'd named hers 'Luz'. It meant 'light'. Well, she'd survived it then, and she'd survive this. Even if there was a pair of creatures outside creation as...

You're a good kid. Brisa gripped Dave's paw and shook it firmly. A ranger's shake. "Another drink sounds good to me, as does the ass-kickin'. Let me know if you ever want one yerself, I'll be in the colosseum any time." You're a good kid. "Be seein' ya, Dave. And thank you." She headed out...

Brisa nodded. "I appreciate it. I'll ah, head there shortly, see about gettin' my paws on one of those critters. I can't say I fancy havin' another drink right now after that, uh... outburst." She proffered a paw to shake. "I can't say I'm delighted with givin' myself a nightmare of a...

Brisa's Turn 6: Wild Charge on the Blacklight Dragon. Wild Charge on the Blacklight Dragon. Wild Charge on the Blacklight Dragon.

"I'd pay to see that," said Brisa, with a sigh of catharsis. It was true. Poochyena Dave yelling at the legendary Jesse Stranger sounded like a sight to see. Too bad it couldn't ever happen. She listened to Dave talk about shades, and while the creeping dread of mental linking was still there...

Brisa grit her teeth. "You ain't fuckin' wrong. Gods, at this point, I actually would." She covered her eyes with her dumb oversized shinx paws and sighed. "Talking to that guy was always just hard fuckin' work. ...thank you for actually listenin' to me. I appreciate it."

Brisa shook her head, feeling numb. "Nah. Is that somethin' people do where you're from? 'Cause if so, I don't intend to visit." She chuckled bitterly. "No. Jesse didn't fuckin' know. It makes sense, y'see? He didn't know. Nobody told him that was how carnivores made their move, and rather...