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Starr gave the Roserade a look. "I mean, even entering a colo fight seems like a pretty damn big step up from before, you know? Sure as hell doesn't seem like the kind of thing you would've done last year." Shit, was that a bad thing to say? She was trying to make it sound like an improvement.

Starr let out a snort. Definitely a grass-type thing, then. Then she remembered what had just happened not too long ago and said, "Hey, I saw that you were in that colosseum match with Brisa and Icetales. You guys did a damn good job--I mean, no one expected you to be fighting fucking Dialga...

Starr rubbed the back of her head. "Yeah, I guess it's a bit early." Why was she up this early again? "Woke up with too much energy and had to get outta the house. Might have a nap later or something." She tilted her head at Cynthian. "Seems like you've had a lot more energy lately. You...

Starr raised an eyebrow. Cynthian looked a bit like she wanted to vanish to avoid being seen right now. Honestly, Starr would've been ready to assume talking to plants was normal for grass-types. Not like she'd know. "Hey there. Uh..." She smirked a bit. "Enjoying the spring, I take it?"

Starr stretched her arms above her head and cracked her neck while walking along one of the paths through Sundae Park. She'd fallen asleep in a stupid position, passed out on the couch after staying up late watching movies with Brisa. At least it was better than falling asleep in the dorm...

"Fucking hell, that Power Trip..." Starr muttered to herself from the stands, wincing as Brisa was knocked flying. That sure as hell looked like the sort of move that'd put anyone in the dirt... But no, somehow Brisa was pulling herself to her feet, still going. Unbelievable. Starr jumped up...

Starr cracked her neck and stretched hard, feeling some of the pain ebb away now that the battle was done. She leaned her weight against Brisa's shoulder--a lot easier with Brisa standing taller right now--and took in the sight of the crowd still buzzing with energy after their victory. "I...

Starr's heart was pounding. Tender was down. They had a shot, they actually had a shot-- "Keep going! Don't let up! You've got this!" she yelled. If Nugget managed to attack, they were screwed. But there wasn't a chance in hell that Brisa wouldn't pull it off. She'd spent the whold fight...

God damn that Absol. Yeah, alright, screw everything, they had to take him down no matter what. "Leave Bone, we can't even hope to put a dent in her right now!" Starr called out to Brisa. "We've gotta hit Tender hard and you're the only one of us that can pull it off!" She'd left herself...

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Goddamn that Absol. Now she had some idea of how their usual enemies felt dealing with Celeste. Well, if they were so intent on dodging everything Brisa could dish out, then Starr was more than willing to punish that. She’d been meaning to try out a new move too—all the better to use it when...

Starr stood at the one end of the arena, sizing up the opponents this time around. The Drumsticks didn't look near as intimidating as the last opponent they'd faced, but there was something to be said about the cool confidence of a group that'd done this sort of thing a hundred times over and...

Starr looked like she could have passed out from sheer gratitude. "God, yes," she said, reaching for the burger that barely fit in her hand and ripping the paper wrapping from it.

Starr couldn't help relaxing a bit when she saw Brisa revert back to her old self. But before she could really think about that too much, there was the offer for getting food, the three of them together, fresh off their win. Her face split into a grin. "Hell yeah, I'm fucking starving."

By the time Starr cracked open her eyes, the glow had already started to fade. Weakly, she raised a paw in front of her face. Red and black fur. The last five minutes of the battle would've half-felt like some kind of hallucination if not for the fact that Brisa and Astrid were in front of...

Starr had seen the glint of lightning in the midst of the storm clouds above. Even with all the power coursing through her, she knew she wouldn't make it through this. The only thing she could do now was pass on that hope to Brisa. "Knock 'er dead." For the first time in what felt like ages...

Starr squinted through the mist as hail pelted her body. Endless walls of light surrounded their opponent, who was looming over them like a fortress. Yeah, no way in hell were they breaking through all that. But Astrid thought they could do it. Goddamn madwoman. Alright fine. Time to try...

It had worked. Starr had slowed down the giant bird, and their shields had blocked all the incoming attacks. Lugia was holding back something big, though. Had to slow her down even more--while Starr was pretty sure she could endure whatever Lugia dished out, she wasn't too sure about the...

Starr lowered her arm from in front of her face, watching the water drip down the flickering remains of her Protect shield as it faded away. That was it? That was nothing. A small part of her brain was telling her not to get too cocky, even if the Shadows were saying the exact opposite. Time...

Brisa and Astrid stood on either side of her. Hard not to feel like the three of them could punch the lights out of any opponent they faced. Then again, this time they were facing Lugia, and not one weakened by corruption for that matter. She looked pretty different from the Lugia back home...