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Being important, huh? Having a special bond. Best friends who trusted each other. Sounded real nice. "I dunno if I got anyone like that, exactly. I think I get on okay with a lotta folks, but the only special bond I'm sure of is more like family than what yer talkin' about, and it ain't so...

Luz grinned at the compliment. Aw, Koa said that about her? It felt good, hearing something nice said about her. Especially behind her back! What was Echo getting at, though? Obviously something he was delighted about. Luz had heard a little about human pokémon trainers, but not much...

"Y'hear that?" said Brisa to Starr, quietly. "We gave 'em the kind of drubbin' they ain't had since fightin' the tao dragons." Starr's face wore that mild exasperation she often had . . . but also acceptance. There was a glimmer of a begrudging crooked grin in there, daring to be pleased about...

Luz had been wandering idly around Pasta Plaza as she often did of a free afternoon, taking in the sights and smells and sounds with pleasure, and occasionally introducing herself to a curious stranger. It wasn't every day that the curious stranger was another shade, though! "Woah, hey there...

Brisa gripped Dave in return so much she worried she might crush him, or forget how to let go. "Just be safe," she said, quietly. And then, wondering whether she ought to have just kept her mouth shut about the whole thing, she let him go. <><><><><>

"Alright," said Brisa, her voice thick. "Let me know . . . anythin' important, I guess. Where y'are. How it goes." She gave him a stiff nod and stepped back from the door a little. "Good luck. I'll see ya when I see ya."

Brisa studies old colosseum matches and interviews to see if she can make an approximate tier list of the Omen Hero teams and God Squad members. Luz starts going to therapy.

Brisa explained what Luz had told her of the Haze's taunts. "You'd need somethin' like Blacklight Eternal to re-enter a sealed reality, take out an arceus and take back someone lost t'you," said Brisa, quietly. "I want you to understand that if the Haze is Soda, I don't begrudge him his pain...

Logging Challenges: Beta reading of Kuki's Tale for @Adamhuarts worth 2 reviews and 2 BLECs. Triple review (300w+) for A Glimpse Across the Threshold, worth 3 BLECs. Triple review (300w+) for Daily Life for a Legend, worth 3 BLECs. Four hours+ of writing and drawing. Three waves complete, 8...

Hey, @Chibi Pika! As promised, I finally got around to reviewing these lovely little drabbles. Nice one sticking to the 100w constraint, I'm always rather tickled when people manage that. Also, these were really charming! I know you specified they're not necessarily LC-verse but you'll forgive...

Hey, thanks, @Flyg0n! It was really sweet of you to drop a tiny comment so quickly. I'm glad you enjoyed! Many thanks, @windskull, for a lovely review! I see what you mean about parsing the second piece, and perhaps if I come back to this project I might edit it a little based on that feedback...

Hey, Phoenix! I was assigned your drabbles for Catnip Circle courtesy of Negrek submitting them. Sorry for the delay. I enjoyed these! Your prose style is a good read. I've chosen to give you specific thoughts on each drabble as a whole: Otherworldly(-Accessible) Architecture I found this one...

Haxorus Pine, everyone.

Too busy to write a whole retrospective or anything, but many thanks to y'all for playing and kudos to Yellow and Inkedust for especially fantastic debut performances. Nice going! I'm interested in playing and hosting games of Mafia in the future~ In particular, I wouldn't mind being one to...

"Hey. Thanks," said Brisa, with a pained grunt. From Pine, that was a serious compliment. "I gotta say, I didn't even think I had that in me. You made me push myself further than ever before, partner." She looked to Starr with a fond glance. They really had outdone themselves, huh?

Gods damn but it was a good hurt. "Good show," she croaked, as she heaved herself onto her side to gasp for breath in the cratered ground. "What a fuckin' throwdown..." She looked to Starr. Did she . . . see how Brisa had done? ...Would she be proud?

"C'mon," panted Brisa, a wild grin all over her face, "let's see you knock me the fuck out with some actual goddamn effort, huh??" She couldn't beat him. But she could damn well make him work for it. And she could hit him as hard as fucking possible first, too. "Good enough fer ya??"

Starr's last showing was a wild, burning, supernova of a final attack, and though Pine was an immovable mountain, and struck Starr down in a flurry of godlike attacks, Brisa was reminded once again of that first time she'd really seen what Starr could do, as she laid into the dragons of...

"Good," said Brisa, noticing Starr's shoulders losing some tension. She leant in a little more. "Maybe not now, but whenever y'want to." They didn't have all the time in the world. But with things as they were, maybe they'd have time enough. <><><><><>

Their best, huh? Alright. She was tired, she was bruised, and victory looked unattainable, but they could do that. They could do that – together. "Let's show him just what th'two of us can do, Starr!" cried Brisa, running up alongside her friend. "Y'can go all-out, hit him with yer best shot –...