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Starr paused, only now fully realizing just how badly Luz was dealing with all this. The eternally, obnoxiously cheerful familiar, the one most likely to brush things off like they were fine... and she was feeling it too. For the first time. "Of course it's gonna feel bad when you see something...

Starr’s chest tightened. “All that stuff you’re saying you’re ‘supposed to’ be sounds like a bunch of shit to me,” she said, her voice dry. “You don’t just, not feel it. If anyone told me I had to be like that, I’d punch their lights out.” What she didn’t say was that she hadn’t expected Luz...

A bit of the tension left Starr at those words. Here she was, ready for more useless, insulting, tone-deaf optimism like it didn’t matter what happened to Brisa just because they’d see her again eventually. Like that was supposed to make it okay. But that wasn’t what she’d gotten. Instead...

A brief flash of hot anger wormed its way through Starr’s insides, and in her mind she could hear herself snarling, ‘Why the fuck wouldn’t I be?’ but it fizzled out just as quickly, leaving a cold pit in her stomach. “Of course I am,” Starr muttered bitterly, without making eye contact. Did she...

Starr considered the Zeraora-shade wordlessly for several seconds, her expression neutral. There was obviously more to it than what Luz was saying. She thought to say ‘you could’ve messaged me’ but then remembered that she had Luz blocked. Instead, she said, “I would’ve heard in the group...

Most Pokemon gravitated toward the sparring rooms, which was exactly why Starr wasn’t there. She didn’t want to spar, and she didn’t want to talk. She was sick of everyone looking at her like she was going to explode any second. And she needed time to get used to her new body before the next...

Lexx grinned. "That's the spirit!" He pivoted around to face Koa. "Welp, that basically answered all my questions." At least, pertaining to this subject. While he would have loved to hang around and chat with the creator some more, it was probably best if they didn't push their luck with...

Well, this did complicate things, didn't it. Naturally neither one wanted to fade entirely, but Pop seemed a lot more open to it, despite prooobably being the better choice to visit the tree. Not the most interesting end result, though. "Ahh, he was just a bit worried I think," Lexx said...

Probably for the best that they were leaving--subtlety really wasn't Owen's strong suit. "Gotta say I'm with Koa on this one. Even if you've got the same spirit and have to rejoin in the future, well... nothing saying that's gotta happen anytime soon, right?" Lexx paused, crossing his arms...

Lexx smirked inwardly, imagining for a moment what everyone's reaction would be if he just reached a paw in through his chest and pulled Cola right out for all to see. It'd be priceless. But in the end he just put on a cheerful smile and said, "Seemed like he was doing well! Getting lots of...

3 more hours of writing and editing (should be done with Wave 1) Stat Points - 4 HP - 85 Stamina - 97 Attack

"That's no problem," Lexx said casually, bending forward to grab some of the books Cola had been reading and slipping them into his bag. He adjusted it on his shoulder and then pivoted around toward Koa. "Sounds like it's time to pay Arceus a visit!"

Lexx flipped through the journal confirming that it was pretty much exactly as they'd said. "Welp, seems like we oughta pay the old man himself a visit, yeah?" Giratina was giving them a look like now was the perfect time to leave, but... "Hey, why not let the little guy come with us? I've...

Lexx crouched in front of the tiny god-to-be, extending a paw. "Hey there, no one said anything about recombining with Pop," he said reassuringly, leaving out the fact that Koa had said exactly that. "We're just trying to find that journal so we can get an idea of what you might be capable of...

A sly grin alowly spread across Lexx's face. "I seeeee. Well, obviously dear old Pop comes first, but as for the second..." He crossed his arms behind his head, flicking his tail back and forth. "I'd imagine most of the team wants to restore their friends, but the... pragmatists are wondering...

Lexx put a paw to his chest. "Guilty as charged. Technically never been one, but with more than a decade's worth of memories of being one, hard not to relate." He was just about caught up with reading the chat by now. Something about the group wanting to check for Pop's journals? Now here...

Lexx shook Koa's paw without missing a beat, though he did have to lean down a bit to take the Electrike's paw in his. It wasn't exactly the most natural greeting for a quadruped, now was it? "Going out on a limb here, but... don't suppose you're human?" "Ahh, got lost in some reading so I...

"Sure am--name's Lexx. I'm with Starr, dunno if you've met her; probably not, she's uh... having a time." He decided to leave it at that. No sense dumping heavy drama on the newbie. He waved a paw--"Anyway, I was just catching up on some history and dozed off. What brings you up here?"

An Ultra Stone wobbled gently in the center of a large cushion, buried underneath a pile of books. A dark mass congealed out from it and gradually took the shape of a shadowy Zeraora, yawning broadly and causing books to slide off his semisolid chest. Glowing yellow eyes glanced around the...

She was helping everyone. She was... doing exactly the same thing she'd been doing. Taking on every responsibility, to everyone. Because that was who she was. Someone who cared. Someone who did the right thing. Someone... good. Starr glanced uselessly back at Owen. It was good to see him...