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  1. unrepentantAuthor

    Offscreen Activities

    Brisa talks shop with Owen about the Colosseum season to take their minds off Soda and give her better odds perhaps. She wants to know what he knows about the fighting style of Ho-oh, Team Drumstick and Balm & Cepa. She's sufficiently interested in this that she's also done her own research...
  2. unrepentantAuthor

    Destiny Colosseum

    The Legend had spoken, and while Brisa hardly understood what had happened, the zeraora body now sprinting across the battlefield belonged to her. How could she possibly hold back now? She'd give Lugia her best goddamn shot. "Stick t'the plan!" she yelled to her allies. "I gotta improvise...
  3. unrepentantAuthor

    Destiny Colosseum

    Brisa's Arcflash ignition felt different again, like that time in the training bunker with Owen. It was smooth, plasma rippling along her body. It felt . . . like there was something just out of reach. Waiting for her to grow just that little bit stronger. Push herself just that little bit...
  4. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    "I just want ya t'be okay," said Brisa, feeling like she'd run a mental and emotional marathon. "If that means ventin' around me, or sparrin' all-out, or takin' a goddamn break, just let me know." Next up, taking a little time to decompress and meet her Colosseum schedule. Then take Owen to see...
  5. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Amongst all the things she could comment on, only one thing stood out to Brisa. "I weren't scared of you," she said, quietly. "Not fer real. Just scared for you. Scared of wrongin' you." She looked at the elevator and at Owen's new, splendid form. Would Cibuseans see it? Surely. "Now might be...
  6. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Brisa relished the transformation, quitting her dashing, kiting technique to stop and appreciate the grandeur of Owen's Blacklit form. The power was one thing, the control was another. Fantastic. Goddamn outstanding. Hmm. If y'had to pick a guy. Y'know? Brisa shook her head clear and threw up...
  7. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Was this that threshold of power he'd mentioned? Well, pokémon so often grew into new powers and abilities when pushed. Brisa would gladly give Owen one hell of a push. "You got it, Owen," she answered, Blacklight and electricity surging in her body.
  8. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Brisa weathered the hits with gritted teeth. She was doing okay, but the pain of the Paragon – it's twice as hard when yer alone, ain't it? – and of her Arcflash burn had worn her down already. "I can go plenty harder than this if'n y'give the word, Owen," she growled, catching her breath a moment.
  9. unrepentantAuthor

    Destiny Colosseum
    Threadmarks: R13 – Nature's Wrath – Spectrum Gals vs Lugia

    Brisa strolled out onto the Colosseum field with a kind of delight in her she hadn't felt in a long time. Not since... Well, not since before all the spy bullshit. Not since going up against Ho-oh. Funny, that. The feeling inside her was somewhere between that intense joy of going into battle...
  10. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    "As y'say, partner." Brisa conserved her energy, using little darting Quick Attack jabs to pop Owen's defenses and force him into taking a hit or two. Nothing serious. But it'd certainly build up an immobilising effect. Some shit's gonna happen, you know. This is Owen we're talkin' about...
  11. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Interesting. "Have it your way, fella." Brisa focused on her ideals, drew on the intent to push herself to her limit, and felt the potent mix of joy, pain, and electrical current that accompanied a Brilliant Paragon. Then she kited Owen, looking for an opening, wary of his stance . . . and...
  12. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    "Whatever y'need," she replied. "I figured you might wanna let loose somehow. Show me what ya got." Brisa's fur ignition was a little smoother this time. The burn... felt different. She shivered, shook off the feeling, and built up charge.
  13. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Brisa shrugged. "Any number of things. Yer Blacklight developin', the stress of keepin' yer feelings bottled an' containin' yer Perceive, yer encounter with more exotic energies in the Tree, yer 'threshold of power' y'mentioned earlier... Any of that intuit as plausible?" She furrowed her brow...
  14. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    "Yeah. I gotcha." Brisa sighed. "We gotta talk t'Diyem anyway, 'bout that shit we discussed at Zekrom's place. I meant every word in there, y'know. Team's fuckin' organisationally dysfunctional. If y'wanna separate out the, uh, sleeper agent thing from that we can have that talk without Pop...
  15. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Brisa nodded and gave Owen a begrudging frown of understanding. "Ain't really my thing, but I'll be honest, nothin' surprises me 'bout you no more, partner. Anyway, ah, it's an option. I'd just have t'be faster'n you in an emergency scenario, I guess." She skewed her mouth and tilted her head...
  16. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    "I'll stick my neck out fer you whatever anyone says," said Brisa, without hesitation. "As fer what to do... I might have a couple ideas." She rubbed her chin with her paw in thought as her tail traced her mnemonic circular patterns. "We could take you to the experts in psychology an'...
  17. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    The fear in Brisa's chest spiked at that. No, no, he wouldn't. Or if he would, it wouldn't really be death. Owen would just... He'd return to his world. He'd leave you. "Do you... D'y'know if he listens t'me much?" she asked. "I uh..." Y'think about how much you love people all damn day, of...
  18. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Brisa gave Owen a slight, slow nod, and inhaled deeply. "Yeah. Tryin' t'think fast enough on my feet to say stuff as would tip you off without forcin' the issue was the best I could think of t'do under the circumstances. It helped that I didn't have t'think of any lies, or nothin'." She bit her...
  19. unrepentantAuthor

    Poppin' Arms ~ Training Facility

    Brisa followed Owen and took up a meditative position of her own, following his lead. They hadn't done a lot of this together – she was too restless – but she knew how. She listened with the same attentiveness he'd showed her. When he came to a full pause, then she replied. "It's good of you to...
  20. unrepentantAuthor

    Rocky Road ~ House of Brisa, Dave, Koa, and Owen

    Brisa beamed, eartips flushing. "Ah, that's grand! I can't fuckin' wait." She really couldn't. If she could help it . . . they were gonna have the time of their lives. <><><><><>
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