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Brisa drew a long breath to match Dave's. Okay. They could get somewhere, maybe. "I just want you t'work with me," she said, quietly. "We can find the truth t'gether, if we trust each other. And I'm trustin' you." She needed to quell the tension in her torso. Her brain was filling up with...

Brisa stared at Dave, the lower lid of one eye and her upper cheek twitching as she processed his sheer anger and stupidity. She kept her voice steady, speaking calmly, to control the resentment that would spill out otherwise. She sounded like Ma. "I kept it to myself 'cause spillin' every new...

Brisa grit her teeth. "C'mon, Dave. I've been workin' my goddamn tail off tryin' to clear or implicate every last Guild an' God Squad member fer weeks now. Give me some fuckin' credit. I ain't decided nothin' fer sure yet." She eyed their respective shadows. Hers, weary and disapproving. His...

"Anythin' fer you, sweetheart," said Luz, gripping Cal's forearm for a moment. The other shade was a darn sight bigger than her now. Wasn't that something? She didn't think it right to put questions to Cal right now. She'd be alright given a spell to think it all over. And maybe a pleasant...

"Don't you worry none," said Luz gently. "I'll give him a kick in the posterior about it the second we get home." She let go, and went to board her hydreigon ride. "Safe travels, Remi."

Luz took a step towards Buffet . . . and paused. Whatever the vast context was for Cal's and Remi's conversation, however fleeting this encounter, and despite Remi's cheery disposition . . . this was still a person with some kinda tragedy in her heart. A person who, if you thought about it, was...

Luz looked on and smiled. "Look, I got nowhere t'be, and if y'wanted more time, that'd be just fine by me. It sure sounds like y'got what ya needed, though." She looked up at Remi, and tilted her head inquiringly. There was a lot she could ask. But it was Cal's place to do that, not hers. Not...

They were gonna lose. Harder than she'd even expected. Too bad, but at least she'd lose with Starr by her side, in spectacular fashion. She threw up some shields to parry some of her opponents' blows, and rushed Nanab while she was staggered with her very best shot. And in perfect coordination...

"That's true," said Brisa. "I've been tellin' folks we can't afford t'dispense with our powers just 'cause the feelings that come with 'em ain't easy." Starr had told her plenty about her old life, at the level of detail she wanted to. Brisa wanted to ask more, but she still had to let Starr...

Brisa grit her teeth and pushed through the pain of being hit almost to the point of unconsciousness in a single salvo, down from the strongest she'd ever felt. She knew Pine would be strong, but this was more than she'd even conceived of! Time to change targets, see if they could get anywhere...

"...That's right," said Brisa, softly. "You don't. You never have in all the time I've known ya. If there's any part of ya that believes y'were justified, it's buried so deep it's never let up. I ain't even sure there's such a part at all." She could feel her heart against her sternum. Was she...

Luz tried to get a read on Cal's face. Had all that apprehension just plain evaporated, 'cause of a good throwdown? "Cal, darlin'," she said, "congrats on yer evolution. That was one impressive performance! But are y'really done here so soon?"

Well, there was the answer to Brisa's musings about Starr's guilt. Her Radiance and Shadow were both about her guilt. She'd broken eye contact. Guilty, 'or whatever', she'd said. Best not to push too hard, perhaps, given Starr's clear reticence. But if Brisa didn't hear this, who would...

Brisa looked to Starr, exchanged a glance. They'd drilled together for this, trained a dozen different strategies, but they'd never really known what they'd end up against. They'd have to improvise. They'd have to outdo themselves. They'd have to be beyond their best, both of them. The way...

Brisa looked at Starr carefully, without judgement. Starr's uncomfortable, dark feelings . . . were comforting, took the pain away... As if Starr was less comfortable with feeling unconcerned and out of pain than she was implying. As if... She thinks she's supposed to hurt. "I dunno, Starr...

Brisa tilted her head. What did Starr mean by that, exactly? Was she talking about how Brisa and Owen got that combat high...? Either way, Starr suffered when she fought. She chose to. She had to, in order to use Radiance at all. Why...? "I don't rightly know. I've been takin' guesses, though...

"A mutual resignation! The match is a draw!" Luz chuckled to herself. She felt a bit silly, like she was showing insufficient gravitas for the occasion, but who cared? The gals were happy enough. "So," she said, strolling back into the clearing, "I don't pretend t'be an expert on these things...

A nerd?? Seriously? But Brisa didn't wriggle away. Even as she scowled up a storm, Starr's knuckes on her scalp were . . . kinda nice, actually. Was it possible to be grumpy and delighted about the one same thing? "Well, yeah," she grumbled, "I'd say so. Fer one, it's a tactical advantage fer...

Luz's paws clenched and vibrated with excitement. This was going to be sometihng special, she could tell. What a unique and extraordinary thing to witness! "Not t'worry, partner," she called to Buffet as she darted to the side of the clearing for a better view, "I'll keep an eye on 'em~" Was...

Brisa frowned in mock-offence. She knew she was in the minority for poring over her powers to the extent that she did, but wasn't it only fair? "Sure did. And now it's stickin', since you just forfeited yer right to change the name," she said, with a playful growl. "It ain't that inventive...