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Curio took a deep breath. She almost looked at Brisa, only to see she still had her head turned away. Oh god, what she said really must've struck a nerve in her. It was too late, she had already said her piece. Curio almost gave up until she remembered Diyem’s talk with her the day before, from...

"Brisa, wait a sec." Curio leapt out of her seat, reaching out to her. "Just lemme say something, please."

Brisa’s face contorted like she had a stomach bug. In some aspects, this was satisfying to see after what she put Curio through. At the same time, she could see the genuine guilt oozing through every pore of hers. Curio kept on that poker face of hers, though. “I know you didn’t mean to do it...

“You shocked me.” Curio downed the rest of the drink before she continued. “You shocked me while I couldn’t move or anything, and it dredged up—“ She choked on the rest of those words and tugged on an aura sensor. “I-I can’t say it. But I remembered something I wish I had forgotten. You went out...

Curio only got halfway through her drink before taking a breather. This wasn't really helping her and all she had to show for her trip to the cafe so far was a pair of burning lips. The only thing that could've made it worse was if Brisa-- Oh, fuck, Brisa just came in. Great. She simultaneously...

<><><><><><><><> Curio sat alone on one table, nursing a big cup of Tamato Juice. The spice had a real kick to it; just what she needed to give herself a kick up the bum. It might've just been a placebo effect, but at least she was making an effort.

Finally, she got to talk about herself. "Well, what am I-- hic! What am I not? I teach other Pokemon how ta' speak to humans. And, and, alsho, I'm an artisht. I make shtuff outta trash, and they're all in museumsh and shtuff!" Curio didn't have any proof though, nor did her stuff ever actually...

"Major... what now?" Curio blinked a few times, trying to stay awake. "So... what does that mean?"

Curio ignored the previous whiteknighting from Icetales and smiled. "Sort of. Dunno. Can't tell, woo..." She let out a big yawn like a Luxray. "I usually get really... schleepy..." She slapped herself to stay awake. "Sho... what do you do where you're from?"

Curio didn't budge away from Astrid's pass at her. She was almost disappointed when she backed away. "Looksh like I'm the winner, again!" Curio swayed in her seat, having trouble staying upright. "You make for a good drinkin' bud, though!"

Just like the other one, Curio downed it one one gulp, and let out a shrill cackle. “Awright, your turn!”

"Yeah, so now they'll know what it's like to feel trapped inside their own body." Wow, Curio was being such a Debbie Downer at the moment. "But yeah, we're, er, we're both neck and neck now, hehe." She grinned. "Wanna go for one more?"

"Naw, naw, they're pretty much walkin' sacks of meat and skin. Pretty useless compared to Pokemon. But they can have proper jobs, they can pretty much do whatever we want, while us Pokemon..." Curio filled her glass and pretty much downed it instantly. She let out another series of burps...

"Yeah, it's freakin' delish." Curio swirled her empty glass. "Then again, this is poisonous to even more Pokemon, so I shouldn't even be drinking this. But I can handle it just fine." She snapped her paw. "Another round of interdimensional wine?"

"It's toxic to-- URP!" Curio burped. Damn, the zappy juice starting to get to her head too. "It's toxic to some Pokemon, but not to Lucario for some reason. They wouldn't have shown them eating chocolate in one movie if it wasn't alright for them. Then again, they only did that because they...

Curio briefly remembered that spat she had about not wanting to be a Pokemon and frowned. "Like us, except they can do more shit with their lives. It's complicated."

"You know what, interdimensional wine sounds normal to me. There's so much weird shit going on here that I've just accepted it all at this point. But yeah, I rarely get the chance to drink." Another sip. "Well, my kind isn't supposed to drink it back home anyway since humans could get into...

Curio held the glass of Zap Cannon up to her chin. It looked pretty fancy, and strong, something she needed right now. Well, she didn't know jack about alcohol, since she wasn't exactly the type to pursue a fine vintage with some cheese and grapes. But she took one sip and knew she needed to...

"Why're you talkin' like that? Did something hit you on the head?" She stopped herself before she put her foot even further into her mouth. "Sorry, sorry. We all come from different backgrounds, don't we? Where'd you come from?" "Yeah, I know. It's very much a me-problem though. But thanks, it...

Oh crap, everyone was asking her what was wrong. Maybe staying at this table wasn't the best decision after all. No, she wanted someone to talk to, she just didn't want to get into the details. "Yeah, something bad did happen. I don't wanna talk about it if that's fine. I'd rather not air out my...