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Her fucking plasma. It wasn't... It wasn't working, wasn't restoring her...! And that freezing aura was ruining their defensive stances, goddamnit just how vulnerable were they gonna get? It was worst for Starr, who needed to stand by Astrid, too... "Starr, she's fuckin' up yer guard! Stay...

Brisa took a lungful of heatless air and winced. It wasn't hurting her, not really, but the effect on morale was unnerving. 'Nothing is scarier' indeed. "C'mon you two, whatever she hits us with, we can take it! Stay ready!" She kept her distance from Kyurem, examining her for weaknesses... It...

Brisa peered into the cold. Was Kyurem a purely reactive fighter, or something? Did she have punisher strategies? Brisa wracked her mind for possibilities. "Astrid, keep on yer toes, she's gotta try somethin' sooner or later! Starr, brace yerself and go steady! We can handle any surprises if we...

The ominous atmosphere of the Colosseum, with Kyurem's chill emptiness displacing all other feeling... There was a kind of sorrow, to it, a melancholy that tugged at your chest and bit at your skin and clutched at your bones. A coldness of the heart. Starr had her inner fire to stay warm...

Y'all we got Soda, Eien, Sword and Xernatus! Good picks! Get hype, motherfuckers.

Brisa loped into the Colo feeling absurdly conscious of everything at once. The gravity with which the battle was anticipated, the balance of the strategy they'd drilled, the pressure to go three for three and end the Tao Gauntlet on another victory... Even the goddamn way she walked. They'd...

Brisa eyed the Shadow with reserve. "Didn't have an awful lotta trouble with it myself. I was first to have a Blinding Meltdown and among the first to undergo Shadowing, but fer the most part I've kept my head well. My own Shadow mostly just harangued me t'go easier on myself." A sigh in the...

Brisa replied to Danithan's commentary on her years of isolation with just a dry, tired smile. Their past sufferings were of very different kinds, evidently. She nodded along as she listened to his account, and made note of his having a human associate. Such a common peculiarity among Diyem's...

Brisa blew out a long breath. Yeah, okay, that was another solid win. Sure was nice to go up against legendary 'mon and still have your goddamn bones intact after. "Good fuckin' show all 'round," she declared, panting. Holy shit, she could use a rest. After that excess of speed, she felt...

Brisa's fists and windpipe clenched with anticipation as the onslaught reached its peak – yes! Icetales made it through! He was hurt bad, but he'd be fine, and that... That meant they'd as good as won. "This is our moment, y'all – let's dust 'em," she drawled. She took a breath, and vanished...

Shit, here it came. Balm's ascendant form came with finesse over the flow of time. Last time he used that trick, Brisa bit the dust pretty much immediately, and it took Cynthian goin all-out to get through his barriers. But she was tougher now – and strong enough to try something impressive...

Brisa shifted smoothly into her zeraora form with a shiver of satisfaction. With Starr taking point offence, she'd be looking after herself more than usual – almost like a solo match. She closed her eyes, and let the plasma flow across her body, restoring her energy in a dreamlike ecstasy. With...

Brisa chuckled at Icetales' bravado. She liked their odds, especially with Starr in peak condition and the advantage of having prior intelligence on the Timekeepers' fighting style, but the legendary pair opposite them weren't pushovers of any description. And of course, they might be switching...

Brisa withdrew her paw – Whiplash wasn't meant for sustained contact or detailed conversation – and indicated to the waitstaff that she'd have what Danithan was having. Weird though he was, the fella had taste not far off her own. Briisa shrugged. "Daughter of my world's Omen Heroes, never had...

Chip's Laser: Brisa's Unleash Change innate stats to +2 Atk +2 Evasion Swap out Plasma Fists for Extreme Speed Chip's Laser: Brisa's Bonus Move Swap out Thunder Cage for Zap Cannon

Brisa nodded solemnly. She caught a glimpse of Owen's expression and wondered if he was probably harbouring similar thoughts to herself. And there it was, the projection. Brisa had spent hardly any time around Nate, but she knew that his familiar was always telling him what to do and scolding...

Brisa eyed Nate for a reaction. "So, prior to that experimentation, you'd set up a tidy li'l reality of torture and despair fer countless souls. An' here y'are, subsequent to that treatment, responsible fer sparin' another world from a sim'lar fate. Quite the turnaround, Chief." She wondered...

Brisa contemplated Diyem's past, not for the first time. Now, in front of teammates and bystanders, wasn't her choice of time and place to discuss it with him, but here he was, discussing it. "How'd yer own dormancy end, once you 'won', chief?" she asked, evenly enough.

Brisa made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a growl. "Chief, ain't things worked out enough times fer you t'consider that good outcomes ain't vanishingly unlikely?" She thought of how she'd been so sure that Diyem and Maple could be allies, and how she'd been goddamn right about that, and...

Brisa clenched a fist, and felt everything inside her tighten into a knot that might never come undone. "What aid d'you intend to render to ensure that such measures ain't necessary?" she asked, quietly.