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Brisa nodded and tried to tame her ears and tail out of their fluster. "I'm... not... I don't know how this works," she said. Was it a friend thing? Did friends do this with each other? Starr was laughing, and in a good way. Curio was unphased, sporting a cheerful grin. Was this... okay? "I...

"Well, I've been livin' on my own away from folks for four years, I ain't had much opportunity to... to get, ah. Loved experience. Lived experience, I mean. Goddamnit." More brandy. "I've arrested every stripe of bandit, I hunt all my own meals, and I can hold my liquor. I'm a fuckin' adult...

"I've got a score of years, I'm probably older than you!" protested Brisa, going for her drink again and trying not to think of the logistical solution to Curio's kissing conundrum. Then she blushed harder at the realisation that Starr probably had kissed someone by now and that she had...

"I'm fine!" Brisa lied. "I'm not a romantic either," she lied, again. "That's why I'm so... surprised!" Spinda dropped off a bottle of brandy and a glass of ice, having come to understand Brisa's habits in recent days. She gladly poured herself a drink and got started. Ah. So much better...

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Wait, Starr was probably joking. Fuck. "Wait, I mean- fuck. Sorry. Fuck!" She hid behind her paws again and tried to not exist anymore. RIP Brisa Escarpa, 1999-2020

Brisa wrenched her paws from her burning face and tried to put on a grin over her intense embarrassment. "Yeah, more like, you would set somethin' on fire, 'cause, you're a fire type!" Oh gods, I think I'm a certifiable half-wit. She laughed nervously, and called over to Spinda: "Bartender...

Brisa's mind was going completely blank. What was the etiquette for this? She was way off-map. She didn't dare look at her friends' faces for fear of what their expressions might be. A tiny part of her wondered if she'd actually get a kiss if she went for it, but almost all of her was desperate...

"Kiss?" What was Starr talking about? That was one hell of a non sequitur. Was she talking about Brisa and Curio- ...kissing. ...what? "When are we- wait, what, uh-" Brisa's tail lashed itself into a fury and her ears pinned back flat against her head as her brain rapidly shut down. She...

Brisa went silent again, staring at the wood grain of the table. Curio... forgave her? Curio expected her to assume as much, even. Had Brisa been agonising over nothing this whole time, or... maybe Curio only said that out of some kind of pity, after she'd been trapped in that pit for so long...

ch26, I'm on a roll~

Ten chapters and several thousand words of LC reviewing. https://forums.thousandroads.net/index.php?threads/the-legendarian-chronicles.48/post-10544 https://forums.thousandroads.net/index.php?threads/the-legendarian-chronicles.48/post-11255...

Brisa tensed up so hard she thought she might splinter the cafe table in her grip. In her old body, she might have done. Stupid, stupid, mentioning the fight. "A couple days before the Lugia fight, I challenged Starr at the dojo," she said, her voice as steady as she could manage. "I got...

Hi, Phan! This is the first time I've read your writing outside of BLC, and I wanted to check this out while it was fresh. Oneshots are always interesting! Regarding your prose, the technical quality of the writing, the weight of the dialogue, and the poignancy of the narration are all...

So I went right ahead and read ch25 because of course I did. Very hype for the next chapter, Chibi!

Ugh, finally got around to reading ch24! Gonna avoid cluttering my reading list until I'm caught up with LC, I think. Right, here goes: Excited to be on the Starr redemption arc at last! Oh boy. Seeya next chapter.

"Ah, gods, I guess... assumin' they'd be pleased to see me, I'm lookin' forward to seein' those guys too. Haven't had the pleasure of Cuicatl's company yet though." She sighed. "Honestly, though? I don't think I can relax until I've talked to Astrid. I've been avoidin' her outta shame since...

Brisa nibbled on something vaguely meaty and tender, and wondered what to say. She wasn't used to group conversations under the best of circumstances, and now all three of them were feeling awkward because of something she'd said out of discomfort. Part of her wanted to suggest a battle, but...

"I still haven't learnt how to use mine," admitted Brisa, a little sheepish. "My guess is three days. You wanna tell me I'm right, Curio?"

Brisa blanched as Curio completely misunderstood what she'd said. She could read the evident discomfort in Starr's face and felt an inexplicable urge to speak up for her. "Curio..." she said, quietly. "I was the one offerin' a way out. Starr shut me down; she was stronger than I was, in...

Brisa chuckled at 'temporal armpit' and smiled at how easily Curio dropped huge pieces of news like they were trivial gossip. Dark Matter? Public knowledge. Shades converted to the posse? Naturally. Mewtwo? Well— You hadn't seen me for a week before I went missing, why start worrying about me...