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Starr had to bite back the usual snide response to that question. It had been a while since she'd had to deal with people trying to give her shit for her age. "I'm turning nineteen. And yeah, I haven't really figured out the calendar either, but it was summer when I left, and it's spring now...

Starr chuckled slightly. "You can say that again. In some ways it feels like we just got here--other ways, it's like we've been here forever." Being a Pokemon actually felt natural now. Thank god she at least had a form somewhat close to human--the last thing she needed was forgetting how to...

Starr gave Brisa a sideways glance and saw the look of sympathy on her face. "It's not a big deal. I got used to it what with being on the run back home." Skipping town every week or so wasn't exactly conducive to having a dating life. "And then getting dragged into the whole mission here...

Starr chuckled. "I mean yeah, not gonna lie, it's pretty weird. Wasn't exactly into Pokemon back home or anything. But I'm a Pokemon now, and Pokemon like Pokemon, so." She shrugged heavily. "Not gonna question it." 'Experience,' huh. Well, in a manner of speaking. "Anyway, it's not like...

Starr let out a snort. That was her best go at a comeback? It was almost cute. "Hard to say," she replied with an indifferent shrug. "Being a Pokemon makes it kinda weird. Not in a bad way, just different--can't really go off what looked good in humans." ...Well, she could at least give...

Starr covered her face with her palm, struggling to contain a wave of hysterical giggling. "Holy shit. Wow, okay, that worked better than it had any right to." And it looked like she wasn't much thinking about all that previous bullshit, which was the real win. "Hey, I'm not judging--if you...

'Feeling out the terrain.' Well, that was one way to put it. Starr folded her arms behind her head. "Yeah? Is that between the three colo matches a day, or during?" Her face split into a crooked grin. "Cause if you're scoping out tough dates, I saw that Lugia's got a match this weekend...

"God. No wonder you're going nuts, dealing with that. Honestly, let 'em be mad. It's their problem, not yours." Starr did find her mind drifting back to the situation back home. She'd been pissed about her friends not telling her about the goddamn "chosen by legends" thing. This was...

Starr raised an eyebrow as high as it would go "...The fuck? Why should they have known? How the hell would that have helped anything? Would've just made sure that the news got to Maple ahead of time, more like. Enjoy getting royally fucked up once Maple went full Blacklight, everyone." She...

Starr let out a scoff. "Yeah, can't blame you for that. I think I got the gist of everything from the groupchat and even that was like 'goddamn,'" she said through a mouthful of jerky. Then again, the edge in Brisa's voice wasn't the sort of thing that came up from the normal sort of team...

Starr dumped out a pile of spiced jerky and a few slabs of honeycomb onto a plate and flopped onto the couch next to Brisa. "Yeah, I figured it'd pick up. Hell, from the sound of it, you're gonna be in most of those."

Starr needed a good distraction given all the bullshit on her mind lately. So after stopping by a food cart to grab snacks, Starr arrived at the front door to Brisa's place and let herself in. "Heya, I got food," she announced, shutting the door behind her with a foot. "You know, if you hadn't...

Starr leaned back in her seat, mulling it over. It did seem like the perfect solution, didn't it? Silver could stay at the guild where he could be watched for signs of anything weird. And his team could come live here, so they wouldn't have to spend their time stuck at the lab or whatever...

Starr gave a low, humorless laugh. "I was fine with the twin thing. It was weird, but so's everything else on Cibus." It hadn't even really bothered her back then. Back when it was Cosmog. But then he turned out to be... And now Mewtwo was Silver. Not Giovanni. He was the one who'd been...

It took Starr several seconds to register what Nate had said. She'd heard the words, but assigning meaning to them was a whole other thing. Silver. Living here. With them. It didn't compute. She blinked at Nate. "...What."

Starr's brow furrowed as she listened to Nate go on about all the reasons why living at the guild was supposedly such an awful prospect. She really was having a hard time caring--wasn't being out of jail good enough? And she was about to cut in with something like, 'Well where the hell else...

Starr inclined her head toward Nate. The dude looked pretty bummed out about all this stuff. Seemed like he mostly felt bad for Silver in particular. While she was over here wishing they could just throw him in jail and forget about him. God dammit. "Eh, well... if anything did get...

"Mind control. Right." Course there was. Couldn't even be pissed at the guy who'd been running around acting like Giovanni and doing Giovanni shit for months. Wasn't his fault. The universe just refused to give her anyone that it was okay to hate. Starr let out a long, heavy breath...

Starr kept her face neutral while on the inside she really wished there was a can or something decently crushable nearby. "Mmm," she replied noncommittally. "Yeah, I heard about it." She'd been trying not to think about it, more like. "Dunno what they're thinking with that one. Even if he's...

Starr shrugged, leaning back on the couch. "Mostly filler matches today, otherwise I'd have the TV on. Heard there might be a few legend matches over the weekend though, so that'll be cool. As for me, eh... haven't had one since Brisa and I got our asses kicked by Team Colada. We tried out a...