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Name: Salem Weir Species: Purrloin Gender: F Personality: Insatiably curious, at once rash/excitable and easily-startled/anxious. Basically a goddamn cat. Very keen to make a good impression and show how smart she is. Extras: Tortoiseshell fur, bright green eyes. Before being whisked here...

'Til next time.

"I'm so proud of you both," Brisa breathed amidst that last hug. She looked at the other gals, two of her best friends, her loves. Her ice and her fire. She pressed her muzzle to Astrid's forehead and Starr's cheek, and sighed. She'd miss them. There was nothing left but to finish it. "It's...

Well done, everyone. 'Til next time.

Team Spectrum vs the Epilogue ~ Final Turn Actions ~

Brisa chuckled, and gave Aria a peck on the cheek to match the other from the other day. "You take care, partner. You best believe I mean t'see you again. Us demihuman striker gals with too much strength fer other folks've gotta stick t'gether, right?" A wordless grin was exchanged between...

Brisa laughed, and jumped to hug Aria tight. "If Y'ain't jokin', then sure. I'm... I'm in good spirits, partner."

"Proud of you too," she said, chuckling. "You don't gotta worry 'bout me. That's a promise." She gave Dave one last hug, one last jolt of Radiance, and waved goodbye. Then, it was time to trail around as others were doing, in her own style. Shaking paws or offering hugs, as appropriate. Giving...

Brisa grinned at Dave and bumped her head against his shoulder. "I'm just about ready," she growled, softly. "Ain't thrilled about it, but I've got all the closure I need. This... All of this... It was a singular experience. I'm proud of it. You oughta be, too." She leaned against him, and...

After the final Colo match, but before the final goodbye, Brisa and Astrid, at last, get to go flying together. (And, after the high air proves chilling, cuddle for warmth.) You don't have to have the right words. Y'don't have to say anythin' at all. What matters is that here an' now, t'gether...

Brisa chuckled. "That's fair. A year ago this'd've been my fuckin' nightmare." She looked around, and smiled. "Sky and stars," she began, then trailed off. A moment. A sigh. "I'm glad I got t'know you, Dad."

Luz had said her goodbye to Brisa privately already. Since the Eterna Storm, they'd spent a little time together most days, quietly adjusting to being themselves, together, in preparation for being themselves, apart. They were so different in ways that only mattered because of similar they were...

Brisa loped in a little after the bulk of the crowd. Just like old times. She'd spent her final few hours with Starr and Astrid, naturally. They'd had enough drills and battles. They deserved a bit of time to relax, reminisce, share some drinks and revel a little. Astrid was with her when she...

Brisa meets with Cabot and Kate for a final sparring match, more for fun than competition, and cap it off with a round of drinks. As they talk, the three of them are sure that their void eternas will remain friends with them gone, and perhaps have much the same experience they just did in years...

Voices of Light

"Change is everything!"

"Our hearts beat as one!"

"...Someone... catch me..."

Luz had a certain fire in her eyes, one Brisa didn't fully recognise. She raised her glass. Black teeth flashed in her mouth. "Fuck yeah we are," she said, with enthusiasm. "You swore," said Brisa, instantly. "You never do that." "I do when I feel strongly enough," said Luz, winking. "Right...

Brisa struggled to speak, her head empty of anything but the need to keep holding Owen, as if by never letting go, she'd never have to finally say goodbye for that final time. So she kept hugging him tightly, with just enough presence of mind to use her Radiance to let him know, I'm okay, I love...