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Logging four hours of writing, which should finish all my waves for this round.

"He wasn't fucking right," Dave said before chugging down more of his drink. "He's a fucking scumbag. There's nothing wrong with you." Mia'd hurt people, too. She didn't even fucking feel bad about it, because she didn't do that. But here Brisa was, wringing her hands because she'd battled a...

Dave winced at that description. Okay, he supposed he could kind of see how that image would freak a person out. But, key point, she'd fucking imagined it. As if that meant anything. He knew for a fact Mia'd imagined worse without the slightest intention of acting on it, and she was actually --...

Reviewed envy of eden chapter 9, which should also count for my final extra review BLEC for this round.

This confuses me a bit. First you call the sounds of the Pokémon in the Pokémon Center "chatter"... but then you say the good thing about gyms is the only hisses of pain are your own, which is odd both since "chatter" doesn't sound at all like it refers to hisses of pain, and also why would gyms...

Dave sat there while she talked, his scowl deepening. How many times had people called Mia an animal, screeched that she'd kill people? Plenty. There'd been an entire loud fringe movement calling for them all to be put down after the church incident. But those had been random strangers to whom...

Dave and Brisa settled at a corner table with relative privacy and ordered their drinks. Dave picked out some fancy home-brewed beer for kicks, since it was all going on the God Squad's tab anyway. It arrived swiftly, in a generously sized glass; he tried a sip. Not bad. "So," he began when the...

Dave blinked at Brisa again. Really? His first kneejerk instinct was to say no. Talking to more people about their copious emotional baggage had not been high on his list for tonight. But at this point... fuck. He just wanted to know what the hell was the deal with this girl who was apparently...

Dave sighed. "Yeah, go ahead. I think we were about done here anyway."

"Jesus. What the fuck? Tell them to take some fucking responsibility of their own. From what you've told me they don't deserve shit from you."

Half human, huh. Something twisted in his stomach. "Well, even if you're stronger than most people that doesn't mean you should go and personally solve every problem."

Dave blinked at her for a moment. "Look, it's not your responsibility to do shit. There's like a couple dozen of us. I don't know what duties you think you've got at home but over here you really don't have to play lone superhero."

Dave stopped, looking at Brisa, the way she was almost visibly shrinking under his gaze. What had just happened? "Look, fine, I'll ask." He fished Squiggly out of his bag. "Hey," he said. "Can you see my memories? One for yes, two for no?" The rock was still for a moment, then wobbled...

Dave narrowed his eyes at her. "No. It's just like, oh, cool, I can feel he's happy." He thought of Nate. "And, you know, if you're a ball of anxiety I guess they will be too. They don't really say words. I mean, I guess if he can see my memories I wouldn't really know." He turned towards Owen...

"There's this psychic thing. You can feel them thinking a bit, and they're affected by what you're feeling. And it seems to be able to boost our power." Dave sighed at the look on her face. "Look, they're not dangerous like this. They can't even get out of the rock. And it's not their fault."

Dave's eyes slid towards Brisa as she mentioned her father again, in a strangely tense tone of voice. She'd never answered him on where the fuck she'd got that violent animal bullshit from, but he was sure developing some suspicions. Fucking hell. "Yeah, if that's the case, there's no way...

Dave's ears perked as Owen spoke up. "Yeah. See, none of it adds up. Maple's clearly something different entirely. Didn't Bahamut say his power was basically Radiance? So if Joule is another Necrozma, and Maple's powers are Radiance-based, it sure sounds like that's connected."

Dave nodded along with her. "Yeah, no, that sounds like some bullshit. Maple's going around with this whole team of others, in disguise, traveling to different worlds, and supposedly just bound to whatever Arceus tells her in each place. They seem more like some kind of... interdimensional team...

Dave cracked a smile at that. "Don't we all." He scrolled through the information on the badge. Honestly, this was great stuff - a clarifying summary of events and revelations, sprinkled with on-point observations. Again, he suspected Brisa was probably one of the smartest people here, never...

Huh. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." He moved to her side. "Want to give me the cliff notes on what you've got so far? I never know what kind of shit I've just missed entirely by not being around for something."