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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...

Back at the colosseum again. Yeah, Starr had to admit, it was a little harder than usual to think about all the various team bullshit when you were standing in front of a crowd going nuts for your presence. Starr smirked. "Easy for you to say. You're coming here fresh off your last win." On...

Starr gaped at him in disbelief. Jesus, was he always such a drama queen or was this just a special occasion? "Look, if you wanna turn this into a big production, be my guest," Starr said, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly even though he wasn't facing her and couldn't see it. "Don't have to act...

The hell? So now Nate was the one just trying to do a 'nice thing' and Starr was the bad guy for shutting it down when she hadn't even really done that. What, was being mildly skeptical of the guy who'd been their enemy until like five seconds ago a crime now? "Well obviously it must be a...

Starr narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched him move toward the door. What, so he brought all that stuff up only to drop it like it was nothing? "Okay look, I don't believe that for a second," she said, fixing him with a hard stare. "You wouldn't have brought it up in the first place if...

Starr blinked at her, utterly baffled. "You really had to ask? Of course I fucking wanted you to come with."

Starr's ears flicked toward Brisa, before she'd even fully processed her words. Then her face slowly broke into a grin. "Well shit, if you're offering, I'm not gonna turn it down." She leaned back in her seat, pondering. "Could really go for some cake right about now. And after that..."...