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"By the way," Brisa asked, eyeing the stone balanced on Owen's head. "I've been meaning to ask about those fancy rocks of yers. They're a piece of all this I've not got caught up on, I just... It always felt weird askin' folks about it. But I'm tryin' to ease up. So. Wanna tell me what the deal is?"

Brisa nodded. "For what it's worth, whatever summoned humans to protect my home world... I've been told that that entity wasn't exactly paws-on, either. I figure that'd be my Voice of Life. Fuckin' thing summoned my Pa, so I got them to thank for my bein' around, I guess."

Brisa made a face. "I had to cut my conversation with Buffet short 'cause Diyem didn't want me accidentally clueing the fella into his true identity. But from what I can tell, a Voice of Life is the collective will of all livin' things in a world. And 'Buffet' was an amiable, generous sort of...

Brisa gave one of her dry chuckles. "Gods, I keep skippin' out on the group meetings 'cause I can't stand crowds, and then I wonder why I'm not up to date and have to pick up on things by eavesdroppin'. Fuck. Right, here, take my badge. The, uh, 'bold' bits are the broad strokes, anythin'...

"How do you do, Dave?" She smiled sheepishly. "I know we ain't talked much since our first day. I'm, uh. Tryin' to work on my people skills." She gestured to her badge. "I've just been takin' notes on everythin' I know about our mission and situation here, with a view to puttin' the pieces...

A meaningful glance. Leaving immediately. God Squad knew more than they were letting on. Brisa found a seat in the lobby to put her thoughts together, her tail tuft sweeping across the floor in regular patterns as she tried to keep information together in her head. There were multiple dark...

A daughter, huh? Maybe Cuicatl wasn't so young. Or perhaps she was, and her troubles were tied up in that. She wouldn't be the first gal. "Ah, I see. Don't know what that's like, can't imagine I'll ever have kids of my own," Brisa remarked, feeling odd as she disclosed something she'd not said...

Brisa arrived at the lobby in time to catch some part of the ongoing meeting. This was what she got for not paying enough attention to her texts, she supposed. So. God Squad were an interdimensional team, missing a key member, one of Bahamut's species. Maple might be a Voice of Life, if she was...

"Pretty similar to this one, sure. And no, Pa was stuck the way he was. Kinda like Thyme, Pine, and Bone." Brisa hummed and flicked her tail. It wasn't as if she really knew what being human was like, to compare. "This seems a decent world to be a pokémon in," she added. "I find myself...

"Mmhmm. Only ones like Dave and Starr and such. I guess I'm half-human or somethin', seein' as how my Pa was a human. Took the form of a delphox. I've heard of others like him, but not many. Figure you're another transformed human, huh? How's life as a pokémon treatin' ya?"

Brisa nearly gave her empty automatic response, but... she was actually feeling good. She'd had one hell of a time since moving here. And mostly pleasant, despite the crowds. "Pretty decent, I'd say. Destiny Village ain't anythin' like I'm used to, but it's got its charms. How 'bout yerself?"

"How d'you do, Cuicatl? I'm Shinx Brisa. I'm, ah. Tryin' to get to know folks a bit better now it looks like we're in this for the long haul. Care for some company?"

After a series of fights at the colosseum and a social chat with Astrid and Icetales, Brisa felt the need to get out for a stroll and to explore part of Destiny Village. Stretching her legs was one thing she could never get enough of, but exploring was a fantastic novelty. 'Parfait Way' was...

Brisa noticed where Astrid's gaze went, and couldn't help but shift awkwardly at the attention. It wasn't like it was unpleasant to see Astrid... admiring her, exactly. Just... unexpected. Different. "That's fair. Whenever you're ready, fella." Brisa grinned, her fur sparking off...

"Hey Astrid! How d'you do, Icetales? Y'know it's just 'Brisa', right?" Brisa approached her friends and allies with a warm smile. It was actually starting to feel normal to be pleased to see folks, and to believe that they were pleased to see her. "Surf 'n' Turf are good kids, but they ain't...

"I believe it, Ma'am," said Brisa. "Be seein' you." She waved goodbye to Team Spice, idly imagining going toe to toe with them in her old body. Maybe it would be finally enough to let her evolve into luxray... but not today, and not in this body. She could still go for another fight, though...

"Yeah, that's about the size of it," said Brisa, with a dry chuckle. "Say, I doubt I'd prove a match for you yet on my own, but it'd be my pleasure to challenge you when I'm a tad stronger."

Brisa nodded. "In my world, folks know that pokémon are meant to battle, but... it's not so simple." She walked with Team Spice off the arena, and decided to voice an explanation. "The townsfolk where I live have innumerable rules about battle conduct, and they don't look so fondly on my...

"Be seein' ya, you two," called Brisa. They were sweet kids. She smiled at Pepper, feeling unaccountably happy. "Thank you, Ma'am. It was a pleasure to have a fight for the sake of fun, for once. I'm accustomed to fightin' only for reasons of duty, y'see." She took a long, low breath and...

Brisa bounded over to the sisters and looked up at them with an anxious grin. She'd knocked the wind out of a couple of girls and she was being cheered for it. This... well. She wasn't in Frontier Town anymore. "That was great!" she told them, sincerely. "I'm surprised you could get up after...