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Cuicatl had noticeably brightened with that one. Though there was an odd twinge of sadness at the end that Starr couldn't quite place. Now Astrid was laughing too. Thank god, she did know how to chill the fuck out. "Your sis taught you dragonspeak? Pretty badass. Also I feel like I should...

Starr relaxed slightly. Right... Cuicatl was a trainer too. That was one thing they had in common at least. "Yeah, water-type. As a kid, I wanted to be a water-type specialist. Didn't really work out, but I'm glad I chose her." There was a pause. "Glad she chose me too." Starr pawed at...

Okay, there was no way she was not trying to make this worse, what the actual hell. She wanted to sit there and look all miserable like she was the one with the problem here? Fine. And Starr was about two seconds away from from saying all that when Cuicatl spoke up-- Thank god Cuicatl could...

Oh my god, did this girl ever stop apologizing for things. How did she manage to look so pathetic. It was aggravating. Starr wanted to make it stop immediately. Starr walked over to Cuicatl. "Look, it's... it's whatever," she said, awkwardly patting the dragon's fluffy shoulder. "I get it...

Starr gaped at the Deino, utterly baffled. "What." Was it normal for Pokemon to ask that to people they barely even--Cuicatl was human(????) "Yeah, I dunno if that's a normal thing to ask where you're from, but..." She lost her train of thought. It wasn't even like she didn't want... It was...

Oh my GOD, for how nervous these two were, they sure didn't know when the hell to lay off. But no, Cuicatl was sitting there like Starr had kicked her puppy, and the Vul... no, enough of that... Astrid was putting on some kind of stupid fake puzzled act. And Starr really, really wanted to...

Geez, now the Vulpix was nervous to be around her too. Why was everyone nervous around her. They didn't even know anything about her, they didn't have any reason to... "Hey," Starr said, making an obvious effort to sound indifferent. "It's fine, you're not interrupting much."

Starr gave a small half-glance toward the Vulpix. "Not really."

What? That conversation had happened way before Starr had run away. A bunch of other Pokemon came and went, and then... Dammit. And now the Vulpix was here too, and she'd wanna know. Starr turned away brusquely. "That had nothing to do with you," she said to Cuicatl. "It was just some...

I love everything about this. The undercover mission. The fact that we saw "evil team" as the theme and bounced back and forth between Yell and Skull for most of it. The completely ineffectual mugging. B and J-Dapps bros for life. ;-; This was amazingly consistent, all things considered...

Starr froze. Great. It was her. The Vulpix probably still thought that she was completely insane after the way that she bolted away from the beach for no goddamn reason, and Starr had been avoiding her ever since because she felt like a huge moron. All because of the stupid, irrational...

So Cuicatl wanted to talk, huh. Said it was important. Not like that wasn't ominous or anything. Still, probably best to meet with her. Starr didn't... think Cuicatl had anything against her. Probably? She really couldn't remember that much from their conversation on the beach two weeks...

Starr chuckled as Curio practically fell over herself getting out of her seat, but then stopped laughing as she suddenly had to deal with the weight of a Riolu half-collapsing against her. "Oof, alllright, let's get your sorry ass back to the dojo," Starr said, and she slowly walked the two of...

Starr glanced away, and she wasn't able to keep the smile from her face either. "Yeah. Same." She looked back at Curio and smirked. "You look like you're two seconds away from either puking your guts out or passing out. Or both. C'mon. Let's at least get you somewhere you can pass out...

Starr gave Curio an incredulous stare. "What, you think humans don't have instincts? We're all just big, dumb piles of meat trying to stay alive, human, Pokemon, whatever. So maybe being pissed off is a bunch of dumbass brain chemicals. Doesn't make it less real. Sometimes you start a fight...

Starr fixed her with a serious look. "Hey. Don't give me any of that shit. You don't have to be anything you don't wanna be." Starr's claws dug into the table again. Fuck, fuck, fuck. "Hey, so. This is gonna sound stupid as all hell, but..." The next few words took an eternity. "I can...

Starr went rigid with a thousand-mile stare. It was just for a moment. Then she blinked and fixed her eyes on Curio, the joking atmosphere totally dead. "Jesus, what the actual fuck." Oh. It was... an accident. Of course it was an accident. No one would fucking do something like that on...

Ah, fuck. Of course. She should've realized. It'd only been like what, two weeks? Figures they'd set themselves up to crash and burn. Well... at least Curio could still laugh about it. That was something. "Yeah, if it's got you hammered two days in a row, I think I can guess why," Starr...

"Yeah, I suppose it's probably nice not having to deal with humans fucking things up all the time," Starr said with a wry grin. "And, well, there's some things I miss, but I guess it's not half bad being a Pokemon. Kinda like a clean start, in a way." Starr blinked. Brisa was part human...

Starr snorted. "Got me there. I'm not gonna pretend like I understood it, it's just what they always taught us." (...They were fine with it, right? They hadn't complained.) Starr shrugged. "It's whatever. Seems like it's doing you some good, anyway." She paused for a bit, thinking. "So...