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The match against Astrid and Vix had been an explosive, furious blur of aggressive combat. She'd been ruthless, using her Bright Arclight like she hardly ever had occasion to in a Spectrum fight. And yet it hardly seemed a minute later that she was here, fighting Starr and Nip, doing just the...

Luz smiled at her new friend and gave a thumbs up. "Sure it will!" She whooped and gave applause with the rest of the crowd as the match ended, but she was already excited for the finals, excited for her throwdown with Puddle, excited for the whole team to face off against Joule! "Aw, pal,"...

"Then yer on!" said Luz, happily. She let Puddle hold her paw. Why not? The match was a furious spectacle, over sooner than Luz wanted or expected. Goddamn, but those mon sure shone bright! "Wow! Reckon we can make sparks like that, partner?"

A fight with Puddle? Well, that would certainly be a damn good time! "If you wanna tussle, I'm game any time!" Luz held out a paw, the pads of which glowed with her silver-blue electric light. "Put 'er there, partner. We'll have it out just as soon as you say the word!"

Brisa prowled onto the colosseum grounds already sparking off, and her mane shone with electric and radiant lights as Astrid teased her with pre-match bravado. This was gonna be good. She somehow hadn't had a proper fight against Astrid since that scuffle on the beach! And she was so goddamn...

Luz gave Brisa a thumbs-up as she left for her fight, then gave Puddle a curious assessment. "Well, we lend our hosts our power, don't we? Brisa needs me around to support her for her fight! Maybe I'll fight in another match sometime, who knows. I know all the same techniques, pretty much."...

Brisa watched the match between Starr/Nip & Cynthan/Icetales with rapt attention, though her eyes were continually drawn to Starr and the way she simply blazed with controlled power. The mastery she had over herself, the conviction... The battle was over far too soon. She spoke to Owen in a...

Cynthian didn't look any different but he—she—was definitely a gal now. Was that . . . a plant thing? Whatever it was Cynthian did, she was lookin' twice as fine all of a sudden. Well, wasn't that just the queerest thing? "Hey, sometimes all y'need is fer someone to tell ya y'can do somethin'...

Brisa had heard of Ivy from Luz. She sounded . . . not much like Cynthian. Maybe gender wasn't the only thing that had changed about Cynthian. It wasn't a common thing to happen to folks in Brisa's world, but it was an understood reality. Maybe this was one of those things, like gals liking...

Cynthian's thoughts and feelings were very . . . different to Brisa's own about her parents. Her issue... Well, she'd never had any trouble taking after them. The problem was having to. "I expect most folk end up a little like their parents, and a little not," she said, creasing her nose in...

Huh. Weren't grass-types supposed to be the patient sort? "I dunno, Cynthian," mused Brisa. "A person can change fast under pressure. Y'might surprise yerself. When I evolved, I found I weren't half so afraid of myself no more, like I'd grown up as a person and not just more powerful. The same...

Oof, he was probably feeling a bit embarrassed, huh... "Don't worry about it. I don't begrudge it." She did begrudgge it, at the time but . . . what kind of person would care about a thing like that at a time like this? Cynthian was changing, and times were hard, and Brisa didn't want to be...

Yeah, that was right. The first interaction the three of them had together was Starr putting down Cynthian, and Brisa starting beef with Starr. She hadn't expected to feel admiration and affection for Starr ever, let alone to this extent or so often. "Yeah, the friendships we got now sure...

"Telling the same sad story to too many mon, huh? I know the feelin'." Brisa shook her head. Why not talk about something more positive? It wasn't like they were short of victories to celebrate, was it? "Bein' trapped in the reverse world feels like a lifetime ago now. D'you know that since...

"I'm fine." She felt tired, stressed, and vaguely negative in general, but that was all stuff she could cope with. Years alone dealing with her demons meant she was used to that kind of feeling, and she really was fine. Just fine. "Well, I've been workin' my hardest, so yeah, I'm tired. That...

"I don't need anythin'." She said it so automatically, but actually, she was pretty thirsty... "Y'know what? Sure," said Brisa. She took her beaker from her satchel and held it out for some refreshment. "Thanks, partner. ...Say. I got th'feelin' there's somethin' on yer mind, Cynthian. Am I...

This was . . . downright strange. Brisa had some experience in speaking with mon she hadn't seen in months, but Cynthian was a teammate. A friend? She'd have hesitated to call him that before, but now that her heart had loosened up, that's what she felt about most of the posse. "Sure has. Heard...

Brisa emerged from her dorm flicking through the notes on her badge as she passed through the lounge, looking for incomplete tasks. She'd already been across half the city and back by now, but there was always more to do... She spotted a familiar-looking roselia sat dejectedly on a couch...

Well, that was close enough to a concession for a first try, Brisa supposed. And the additional implicit compliment was . . . nice. "Honestly, that sounds exactly right fer me," she replied, with a sigh of fatigue. "I'm beat. But I ain't had a good round of cards in longer'n I care to recall...

Brisa grinned at the warning. Of course Kate would see being open and honest as a naive thing to expect. That was more than fair. You didn't start a companionable friendship by spilling your guts on the first day, that was true enough. Still, opening her heart to folks had done her well so far...