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Starr shrugged off her injuries and the animosity Brisa had shown her as if it was nothing. Brisa knew it hadn't been nothing, but her expressed remorse seemed to pass by, scarcely remarked on. Why? If Brisa were in that position, being told such things by someone who'd hurt her... hated her...

Oh, gods. Maybe it was best not to pry. Whatever it was that Starr was remembering, it sounded like a truly hideous emotional wound. Brisa had no right to make Starr explain, nor did she know how to give comfort over something like this. Or even if she should—they weren't friends. All the same...

"You still don't understand the first thing about me, either," said Brisa, gently. "That's okay. I think I'm beginnin' to get why." Brisa's face was still a mess and Starr was working up to the same. It was dark. It was cold. The situation was close to hopeless. Brisa could do nothing about...

This took forever. Worth it.

Brisa maintained eye contact. Everything inside her had shifted. There was anguish in Starr's voice as she spoke of the thing which she had done, the thing which did not sound real, but must be, must be. For Starr to have told her this... the turmoil in her heart must be unimaginable. Brisa's...

The fight. They'd won the fight. Right? She was beyond disoriented. For all she knew, the world could be coming to an end. What was happening to her?

Brisa's eyes widened. She knew that tone. This wasn't a hypothetical piece of rhetoric, neither was it an implicit threat, this was about something real. 'On purpose.' Deliberate. Not a mistake. "Oh," she said, her voice as soft as it had ever been. "I get it, now." She returned Starr's...

"Yeah. I'm a pokémon." Brisa pulled herself together as best she could. It wasn't much, but at least she could talk without choking on her words. She wiped her face a little drier with her paws—not that it mattered, in the dark. "What, you think I'm just like Owen, that I just battle hard? No...

"Accidents? You think that's all that's on my mind? An accident?" Brisa wrestled down a sob. "Is it an accident if you know you're dangerous? If you don't keep yourself in check? I should fuckin' know better. This isn't the first time I've gone too far in a fight. It isn't the first time I've...

Brisa gawped at the litten. "You're still sayin' that? When you said that back at the dojo about me fuckin' losin' control and hurtin' Curio, I didn't get it. Then I start a fuckin' fight with you and do you a dozen kinds of injury, and you're still sayin' that? What the fuck is your criterion...

Brisa didn't react at first. When she did speak, it was uncharacteristically gentle. "I'm sorry you had to be here at all, Starr," she said. Starr gave her an incredulous look, and she shrugged. "I'm glad it's you down here with me, though. You're tougher than most of the posse. You might have...

Brisa looked up from yet another vivid recollection of the fight to see Starr in front of her, mad as hell. She kept eye contact. Her stomach twisted. "Of course I care," she said, with bite in her words. "You still don't have the first idea what's goin' through my skull right now, huh." She...

"Alright," said Brisa. She pulled herself into a sphinx pose and rested. She would recover very little energy, but at least she wouldn't exhaust herself further. It was the best she could manage. "I tried that already," she called flatly, as Starr pressed against the boulders in a vain effort...

Brisa wasn't sure how long it had been when Starr finally woke up. She'd had enough time to ruminate in her own despondency to eventually get up, pace about looking for resources or routes out, and try contacting the posse via telepathy and badge. Naturally, she'd found no leads. All evidence...

Brisa came to first, feeling much as she had after the last two mass combats the posse had undertaken. Exhausted, pained, vaguely numb. A quick check confirmed that nothing seemed broken. Incredible, given how unreserved she'd been in the fight. The fight... they'd performed well. Her new...

Short, sharp reviews are the order of the day~! Further notes on ch15: Loved that Astrid called Jade a little shit lmfao The way you described Mewtwo's Pressure and how overwhelming his presence was one of my fave things about this chapter. Ch16

Two days hiding her face hadn't helped. It didn't matter. She would meet her purpose. Brisa was quiet at the edges and back of the party as they gathered, left for the Silver Trench, and faced up against Lugia. All that mattered was that she fought. Did her duty. She hid from Curio and...

Haste I on Turn 1 on Starr.

Reviewed envy of eden, which was a BLEC prize. 1 short prologue and 1 full chapter, 230w. Reviewed Legendarian Chronicles, 3 chapters and a little "extra" about teleporting, 550w.

Hi Chibi! As requested, reviews for the time being will largely be in the form of abbreviated reactions. Ch13: Ch14: Teleport Extra: This was pretty cool! Surprised it's not threadmarked but you do you. Nice to learn a little more about it and its limits and why it's not a major logistics...