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A smile. An actual smile, holy shit, it was possible. "Eh, kinda. I dunno what the culture's like where you're from, but where I'm from, a lot of Pokemon don't really bother with names when they're with a human. Species name works well enough when there's only one of 'em on a team."...

Ah, shit. She wasn't really thinking about the fact that saying that would mean joining in. Like hell was she gonna let herself have lowered inhibitions in a place like this. Starr rubbed an ear. "Been a while since I had any. But with Pokemon, sure. Feraligatr could practically guzzle a...

Ah. So that's how she was gonna be. Not that much different than Starr herself. Was this how Ajia felt all those times dragging Starr out of the self-resigned pit of misery? Most likely. Time to deal with it from the other side. Fun fun. "I dunno. Suppose it's none of my business," Starr...

Starr shrugged. "Just hangin' out. Did my training for the day, figured I'd unwind." She sat down in the seat across from Curio, because it wasn't like Curio had told her not to. There was a moment's pause, and then she said, "So is it the kind of thing that'd be helped by talking, or by...

<><><><><><> Starr hadn't yet gotten a chance to check out the cafe, but she'd heard her teammates buzzing about it recently and figured now was as good a time as any. She descended the steps down into the underground establishment and was just browsing the board that listed their offerings...

Starr stood up, stretching. "Sure, why not. I'd rather watch other folks beat the snot out of each other than keep at it myself anyway." Taking part in battles was fun, sure, but there was no denying the hype of spectating. With that, the three set off back up the path to Treasure Town...

Starr raised an eyebrow. Jeez, one hit and he was already itching to get back into it. "Yeaaaahh, uh, I think that means you might wanna give it a rest from here." She paused, then added, "Or at least not without keeping someone on hand to knock some sense into you." She glanced back at...

Starr nodded. "Nice. That'll be a big help, yeah. Especially since you're kinda the team railgun right now," she added with a smirk. Starr gaped at him incredulously. "Holy shit, cut it out with the Radiance, we're literally standing right here," she said, smacking a paw against his...

Starr grimaced. "Ah shit, sorry. Didn't think that'd hit you at all." The rocks had definitely responded, though, blocking her paw before shattering into light. "Looks like they really did shield you, though."

Starr tilted her head (while very deliberately keeping her eyes on Cabot and not on whatever the hell had just possessed Cynthian). "Huh. Only one way to find out." Maybe it was a bad idea, but whatever--she took a swipe at one of the rocks surrounding Cabot.

Starr sat bolt upright, blinking. "Whoa, what the hell is tha--" She froze when the sight came over her--there it was, plain as day. She was looking at Cabot and Cynthian, but also it was like she was looking through them. Every single detail, the paths their energy took through their bodies...

Starr coughed again, grimacing slightly. "I'll be fine. Prob'ly just hurt cause I haven't figured out how to use it right." She noticed Cabot looking at her with concern. "I'm fine," she repeated. "I've had worse."

Starr chuckled. "Nah. From the way that Smeargle chick was talking last night, doesn't seem like Radiance uses any of the usual energy types, so I'm not exactly expecting anything fire." A bit of a shame, really. She was used to working with fire, what with half her team being that type...

Starr rubbed the back of her head. "See, thing is... they're kinda both. They don't like, build towns and craft shit back home, but like... they're still people, y'know? Worlds where Pokemon build houses or worlds where Pokemon are just animals--those are both pretty frickin weird to me...

"Yeah, same. I mean, I'm still knew to the whole 'using moves' thing, but when I was training my team, I had to know what the moves did if I wanted to give any kind of half-decent instruction." Starr shrugged. "Could be. When I was warming up earlier, I felt... something. Dunno if it was...

@qva world a fuck!!! :quag: ---------- pls draw starr her hobbes incldue yellign at people adn felling bad abou itt

That look he'd given her before--she could still see it in her mind. Like he thought she was gonna fucking maim him any second. It was weird. She'd never even touched him. That look was gone now. Thank god. He wanted to move on now? Yes. Good. "Yeah. Fine with me," Starr said, trying...

Starr stared at him in bewilderment. "God, you don't have to look so miserable," she said gruffly. Was he seriously that scared of her just because of that? She felt a weird flicker of satisfaction deep down, but it was followed by a burning, sickly feeling. There were a dozen harsh words on...

Starr relaxed slightly. "Yeah, I get that," she said, glancing out over the open waters. "You said you were navy, right? I get how the sea would be nostalgic, yeah." She didn't really... have a home back home. Nothing to feel homesick about. Nothing except... the people she'd left behind...

Starr looked up when Cabot spoke, slowly winding herself down from a sprint before trotting over to him. "That was the idea, yeah. Just warming up with some regular moves right now. Don't wanna fucking explode," she said with a low chuckle. She cocked her head. "You out here for training...