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Brisa padded lightly through the shelves, her vague wandering almost purely a chance to let her mind settle on the question of what she was even looking for. She'd meant to spend time in the library for pleasure since moving to Destiny Village, but matters had become so serious that all she'd...

Well this was a fucking hilarious read Is the opening a duplication of or riff on part of a serious fic? 'Cause it's genuinely good reading. Nice prose. I fucking thought this guy was like a parody of Red Akai or some shit at first, also he's hilarious fucking love prose like this in...

Now, that was a sentiment Brisa could related to. Even if time and circumstance had made it clear that she did have firm friends on Cibus, the idea that she could drive them away still brought a cold dread up in her chest. But if Celeste and her both felt that desire to stay friends, surely that...

Brisa rolled her shoulder in a weak approximation of a shrug. "I guess. I spent four years livin' alone without a soul to call 'friend'. Wishin' I could be intimate with someone ain't so hard, compared to that. I make sure to appreciate the affection and companionship I get from the folks in...

Brisa beamed unreservedly. A fight with Puff, and an interview by Cream? This was fantastic news. "I look forward to it," she said. "On both counts." Hell, I could fight you right now and shoot the breeze with Cream straight after.

"Are you askin' fer a drubbin'?" drawled Brisa, grinning. Puff was definitely formidable by ordinary standards, but was he as tough as Pepper? "'Cause buddy, I'll give ya one."

Brisa responded with an awkward chuckle. Was that really how she came off? She'd been kidding herself that maybe nobody had heard her scream what she had at Astrid, and that was why Astrid hadn't been speaking to her, but... yikes. "When I was a kid, I had a sorta girlfriend fer all of five...

There it was. Romantic feelings, as she'd suspected. "Ah. That sure makes enough sense; I expect that feels heavy on yer heart, Celeste. ...Well. It ain't like I can claim to have much in the way of romantic expertise, but don't you go sufferin' heartache when y'might have a chance! At the...

"Yer obviously dreadin' it, but that's all the more reason t'get on with it." This would go a lot easier if Celeste just got on and admitted to his feelings... Whatever those feelings turned out to be in reality. "Is there more to this that I ain't seein'? I get that y'ain't used to this...

Brisa gave Celeste a serious look. The guy had to get past this before it became too hard to address! "That's one of the stubborn inconveniences of this job, huh? Always havin' a score of pressin' matters to be concerned with. If this matters to ya, though, y'gotta find the time somehow. And...

"Uhuh. It was Rampardos Coba's idea to fight each of 'em in turn. Fer now they're much stronger than any individual Spectrum member, but maybe someday the best of us will be able to take 'em on solo." Brisa's chest rose with naked determination. She'd always known she'd be strong, but at this...

Brisa joined the reporters, her tailtuft flicking from side to side. If Cream wanted his company, why wouldn't he just text her? Brisa could think of a reason or two. "Thanks, fella," she drawled. "Yeah, none of the God Squad members are slouches. I've sparred a time or two against Leg...

A little more tension left Brisa, and she smiled in return. "Thank ye kindly, Cre—" Brisa forced a smile at the cinderace reporter. "Yeah, howdy, Puff. Notice me just now, didya?"

Ah, there it was. Brisa didn't exactly have much understanding of how real people conducted their intimate interpersonal affairs, but that would easily qualify as romantic in her melodramatic novellas. No wonder Celeste was so hurt. "I doubt the fella figured he was dyin'," she told Celeste...

Wow, the guy really wasn't comfortable, huh? Better get to the root of it. "Different how? Different in a way y'don't care fer?"

Wait, those two were Celeste's dormmates, right? Ouch. "You reckon that'll change now they're back? I reckon that fer th'most part, we've all come outta that experience better off. I wanna see it as . . . not exactly a good thing, but at least somethin' from which we'll get good things. A...

"Yeah, you're a pretty reserved fella, least as far as I've seen. It's good to loosen the tongue a little, though. I've had to learn to speak up a lil' more since gettin' to Cibus, but time was I needed a draught of whiskey just to hold down a friendly conversation. Still helps a bit even now...

Brisa stifled a snorting chuckle at the impression of Icetales performed through Celeste's incredibly rapid inebriation. "Yeah, that's... That sure sounds like him. It's too bad he didn't think to talk it through with y'all first, but I gather he weren't in danger from it. Watch yer wine...

Brisa smiled ruefully. "Yeah, there's a difference 'tween our clans, then. My ma's clan ain't polite in the least. Very plain-speakin' folk." Her tail swished for a moment, but Cream's gentleness put her at ease again almost at once. "Workin' with a team makes my time on Cibus the best of my...

"You might not have a choice. Keo'keo has a mind of his own, and he's kinda defensive of our pal Icetales." Icetales was unique for being a posse member who'd accompanied the dead willingly. Was that on Celeste's mind at all? "I'm told he actually travelled to the Voidlands to offer help to us...