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Brisa nodded. "That's about what I'd been expectin'. That ability... Meringue had it too. Multiscale. He had a way of reactivatin' it one time only. I wouldn't be surprised if she could do the same or better." She'd studied Lugia's demonstration of weather-mastery. It sure had seemed as if it...

Brisa grinned. "Well, I got challenges accepted from Truffle and Flesh, but no word from Cabot about availability in his schedule. So, ah. I'm up 'gainst Lugia pretty soon. Then after her, Team Drumstick. Then who knows what next? Our visit to Zekrom had me itchin' t'challenge her, too." She...

"Followin' up on some things," replied Brisa. "Our recent chat with Zekrom left me wonderin' that y'might have more steam to let off than y'can let off alone, or purely by trainin'. Though it'd be good to get some serious trainin' in. Got some high level Colosseum opponents comin' up in my...

Brisa beamed, and closed her eyes to savour the moment. This unexpected meeting was something she hadn't realised she'd needed. And now she had the perfect opponent for Starr and Astrid to join her against... "I want nothin' short of yer full splendour, ma'am," she said, firmly. "Anythin'...

Brisa bore Lugia's demonstration with stoic determination, focused on measuring the power on display, and paid as close attention as she could to Lugia's technique, watching to see if this were a suite of moves on display or some idiosyncratic ability she'd developed. Even as she analysed, even...

Lugia's warning put a thrill in Brisa's blood. How strong was she, uncorrupted and facing off against a mere three mortals? "It'd be a privilege and a pleasure to battle you, win or lose," said Brisa, sparks crackling in her mane. "But I'll do my utmost to win. Even if I gotta dig deep and go...

Brisa grinned. Tenacity in the face of defeat, joining with your opponents to get stronger? Best way to deal with life. "You know, I'm goin' up against Team Drumstick in the Colosseum right soon. I gather they're not as strong as they were, but I'm sure it'll be quite a fight! And now I find...

Decades, huh? A whole mortal lifespan, potentially. "If he only trains with you, you'll always have an edge over him," offered Brisa. "He oughta take some more challengers in the colosseum. Although, by now there're a few in the posse who might have it in 'em to take him on, I expect. We're a...

"Pop? I'd believe it. That fella is a thoughtful, considerate sort t'be sure. I like him more'n well enough." Brisa was half expecting to generate some offense. Laughter was a more pleasant surprise still. Felt kinda good, getting that kind of response from a 'mon like this. She thought of what...

Brisa chuckled slightly. "Y'don't strike me as one to rely on anyone but yerself, no." It felt fucking weird relating to a god and finding herself wanting to give advice that she herself was barely able to take. What the hell would Lugia think of her? But things were going fine so far. And they...

Brisa made a sympathetic grimace. "Sounds like my former life. Never a day off, and responsibility fer folks' safety ended with me. 'Course, someone else could take over, nothin' stoppin' that but fer that I never felt like I could force the issue. Even the weeks without incident were no less...

Brisa tried picturing the 'mon in front of her as an aggron – it wasn't so hard, actually. Serious, stoic, and tough as nails. Her personality matched the species' reputation. "You talk about the change t'come in terms of yer duty to the world," said Brisa, carefully, conscious of herself...

Brisa considered that. Details of lives long-passed being lost to the powers of recollection seemed to be a recurring problem for ancients like Lugia. What did that do to a person? Was it something the Wandering Light could speak of...? "Making an entirely new life does sound daunting,"...

Brisa responded with a wry grin. "My original body is unsightly-powerful, but I ain't exactly celebrated fer strength back home. I dunno about fear. Maybe . . . resent, is the right word. I resent that I gotta look forward t'that. I wanna do what I'm good at fer the sake of those as I can help...

Brisa sat down as well, and the Radiance faded. Her every follicle stung, but the tension from before had left her. Worthwhile, all things considered. And that was, in a way, a compliment from a Legend that she'd just received. She smiled a little at that. "Y'have my word that I'll do my utmost...

Brisa didn't dispell the energy within and around her just yet. Who knew if Lugia would keep testing her? "Thank you, ma'am," she said, taking a neutral stance that could work for attentive listening while also permitting quick response to further strikes. "Though I weren't expectin' t'be set...

What the fuck— Radiance came without conscious thought, her unfiltered intent to survive overriding everything else. She tried to dodge, too, of course, but the golden shield around her couldn't hurt. Though this technique sure hurts, don't it? Especially when you use it alone. But who was...

The pebble beach was a good place to brood. If you wanted to keep away from things for a bit, avoid half the team, get some time alone... Hard to go wrong with a forbidding location like this. Plus there were often storms. If Brisa ever really needed to let loose, she could probably duel one...

Brisa nodded, grinning. "Yeah, s'fuckin' cold out here, ain't it." She turned to head off, looking back over her shoulder at her friend – Astrid, her friend – as she came along too. "I'm sorry too," she said, softly. "But if it ain't okay now, it's gonna be okay real soon." She really did...

"I don't plan on givin' up on you," said Brisa, her spoken words matching the Radiance-soaked feelings passing along her whiplash. "Of course I wanna see you at yer best. I've never believed that detonin' with light is the most y'can do. You're far more remarkable than that." Brisa closed the...