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Brisa nodded, considering with care everything that was said. She considered with greater care what to say herself. "Thanks for sharing that, Thyme. Knowing you had thoughts like that... it helps make sense of what could've been going through Java's head. Y'see, he and Sangria... well, I know...

What the hell did their names sound like, anyway? She'd have to ask later, it wasn't an important tangent. Evidently Thyme had found the loss of his previous life something heavy to bear. Something about his smile, and what Brisa had seen of his daughters, made her trust that he didn't have the...

Shitty. Brisa snorted. It was too absurd a situation. Here was another human-turned-pokémon, right here in the same room as her, casually assessing her family stuff. And he called it... Shitty. Gods, yes, thank you. "Oh, stars, yeah. So shitty," she said. "Yeah, uh... the way I remember it...

Brisa actually relaxed a little as someone who didn't make her think of her fucking father spoke to her. Nanab, huh? Right, the food thing. "Pleased to meet you, ma'am," she said. "You can call me Brisket. Or, and I gotta be honest with y'all, I'm actually used to being called Luxio most times...

Brisa thanked Leg solemnly for her help and her gift, and took the doll with care. Ahe felt... wistful, when she held it. "Haxorus Pine. The hero of Paradise. I wrote to you." Oh fuck. What had she said in that fucking letter of hers? "I truly hope you didn't trouble yourself to travel here...

Aw, fuck. From her position in a hospital bed, everything she'd been doing seemed painfully naive. She stiffened. "Ah. Nothing embarrassing, I hope." She nodded respectfully first to Thyme, then to the small mint-scented pokémon, and to the haxorus. "Uh, good day to you all. I'm Luxio- ah...

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Brisa rubbed at her eyes, more out of unwillingness to look at the world around her than any actual bleariness. What the fuck had happened to her for her to end up here? She'd better not have amnesia like Jesse or that fella Owen— Aw, hell. She looked around again, more carefully. No sign of...

"Take this!" Everything was so bright. Her feelings were a battle-high like none other, this was fantastic, she was so glad to fight Curio, Curio, her friend! She was powerful, they were both so powerful, and it was only gonna get better from here! Fuck yes! Wow! What a fight! Curio was...

The projectile scored a gash down Brisa's flank, but far from deterring her, the pain was exhilarating! She returned fire with a surge of electrical power, rendered radiant by the light within her. It felt potent. It felt joyous. It felt... ...odd. A tiny part of Brisa's brain started...

Brisa faced the fist and caught it head on. It sent her flying back and crashing into the ground behind her, but instead of groaning on impact, she laughed. "Let's have at it!" Now to see what this power could do. She willed the bright energy inside her to manifest, and as she cried out, it...

Brisa burst into the battlegrounds with radiant light still lingering around her eyes. Everything looked so sharp and vibrant. She was bursting at the seams to try out this power in combat. "Don't dawdle, Curio!" she called, her voice still reverberating in her ears.

"Yeah, sure I do! Let's go throw down at the Dojo right this minute!" Brisa bounded out, headed for her perpetual haunt.

Brisa came free from the light with her vision flooded by afterimages and sensory overload. Wow! What a feeling! It was like she was about to burst from the light within. Even now, there was radiant light bathing her paws as she raised them to rub at her face. She got to her feet and turned to...

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"Well done," said Brisa. She meant it. Right. Here went nothin'. Brisa approached the light, raised a paw, and hesitated. This was an opportunity to receive power at the price of pain. The pokémon who'd gone before her had touched the light only for a moment or two, and they'd yelped in shock...

"You made a difference in the fight, and you'll keep makin' a difference in fights to come, whether or not you feel that's what you're doin'. That's good enough for me. It oughta be good enough for you." She looked towards the light. "The way I understand it, you'll get these light powers...

Brisa had, as usual, been one of the last to arrive to the group meeting, and not bold enough to speak over anyone else. Instead, she listened attentively, and watched as other pokémon touched the light and received radiant energy in exchange for momentary pain. The choice was not difficult. She...

Oh, sky and stars. This was agony. "Hey Zane. Look what I can do." Brisa held up her badge -- making what she was doing as theatrically obvious as possible -- shone its light on herself, and lit up her paw with power. There was a glow, the sensation of being shunted thirteen yards into...