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Come on. Come on, hit me! The successive water-type attacks drenched Brisa even further, and while she was starting to feel the ache of a good fight, it was already time for this to end. So soon, too... Brisa braced, and when Turf came in for a last desperate punch, she lunged forward with a...

"You want all-out? Here, you asked for it! Brisa cried. She ran headlong at Surf this time, her fur crackling twice as much as it had been, ready to deliver a crushing blow. Yes. Yes. Fight me, goddamnit.

"Aw, hell," sighed Brisa. She'd become used to not one-shotting her opponents over the last month. There was nothing like knocking out a kid on the first hit to recontextualise one's strength. "I'm real sorry, Surf!" she called. "Guess I shoulda held back, huh?" That ought to play well enough...

"You want a strong start?" cried Brisa, the crowds forgotten. "I ain't holdin' back—time to make this fight a one-on-one!" She launched forward into a Wild Charge, the move she'd been practicising earlier against Zane, electrifying her entire body for an unrestrained tackle. Yes, yes, this was...

Logging 11500 words I guess. :3 Also, my ultra stone perks: Muscular Speedy Deadeye Quiet Double Dip Hex Adept Pretty sure that's everything I need to sort for the round!

Brisa stretched out her body and cracked her joints in readiness for battle. She didn't have much in the way of taunts and flexes, but she did have one way to make an impression... She lit up her entire coat in a ripple of electricity and Radiance alike, glowing even in the stadium's harsh...

Brisa loped into the arena, and tried to pretend that the crowds of mon weren't there, that this was just a duel on a quiet plain. Her fur sparked off as she got into the headspace for a tussle.

"Sounds good t'me," said Brisa, walking along apace with Surf and Turf. "I hope y'don't expect me to go easy on y'all." Time for a real fight. Fuckin' outstandin'.

"Surely not all seven of ya at once," replied Brisa, ears flattening. "I'm good, but I ain't that good."

"How do you do, everyone?" said Brisa, a little awkwardly. The last time she'd seen the legendaries of Team Spice had been in Aegis Cave. She wasn't sure how they'd feel about her. At least she knew Thyme's immediate family liked her well enough. "D'you know who I'm fightin', Surf?" she asked...

[Brisket > Tamato]: I am there, yes. I do not know who I am fighting yet. I do know that my opponent or opponents asked to be alerted of any Spectrum members seeking a match. Wish me luck?

"Thank you kindly," said Brisa, taken aback. "I'll uh, just, wait nearby." Brisa found a space to wait and resumed her ongoing trawl of missed text messages, anxious to be fully caught up. She hadn't even begun to send out direct messages yet... All the while, she kept thinking, who was...

"That I am," replied Brisa, tail swishing. Had the granbull not heard her say so before, or had one of her teammates already given the posse a troublesome reputation of some kind here? She kept her gaze from settling on anyone, and tried not to jump to any conclusions.

Name: Jesse Stranger Species: Red Delphox (former human) Personality: Abrasive, confrontational asshole who's certain he knows better than you. Feels responsible for everything and everyone, extremely judgey, absolute helicopter father. Saved the world a couple times. Burns himself out...

Time to equip Brisa with a real Frontlines moveset. Also, I've updated Brisa's Signup post to reflect the change to make her a FL character. Note that her starting ability is Intimidate and that her signature move is Thunder Cage. Fun bonus: her signup now includes a list of her scenes. Brisa's...

Brisa moved from the training rooms to the arena entrance, and made to ask about arranging a duel with someone. Ideally the matchup would be fairly even, but really what would be best was going toe to toe with someone she knew. It was always better than sparring with a stranger. "How do you...

Brisa's eye twitched at the animal moniker, but it was whatever. Zane was Zane was Zane. She'd ask him to stop after the match. Despite the Shadow, she was still doing okay. She'd kick Zane's ass hit the colosseum after, and maybe find a minute along the way to actually tutor the sonofabitch in...

You're not that, Brisa thought. Now was perhaps not the best time to make that argument, if she even knew how to frame it. "Somethin' my father once said to me. That's all," she said, dully. "I could use a good sparrin' match, actually. I'll teach you a new trick or two to warm up, then maybe...

Brisa hesitated for a moment, a growl frozen in her throat. Then she dropped the Arrest. The Shadow survived. She stared at it with hackles raised and claws flexed against the floor. Trust. Self-control. Mercy. She could do that. "I'm not a violent goddamn animal," she said, quietly.

"I've heard enough outta you," spat Brisa, her eyes flaring up. Radiant bars of light snapped into place around Zane's doppelganger, and the apparition began to burn away at the touch of the light. Brisa's face showed no anxiety or earnestness as the Radiance danced around her eyes and she...