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"Fer th'better, I don't doubt," said Brisa, quickly. Sometimes the degree to which Cibus had been good for her was oddly painful. Poignant, maybe. "Even with our blindin' pal up there, all this is more'n worth it fer me. My life here means more than it ever did back home." Nip sure wasn't...

Brisa knew that there were folks on the team with painful secrets. She'd had no trouble being accepted by most despite her personal demons, not that she'd shared them in full with too many people herself, but as far as she knew, Starr hadn't told anyone else about those dark things she'd...

Trustworthy. That was something she strove to be, for everyone. He really thought of her as someone he could put trust in? "Stars, Nip, I... Thank you." How strange, that she was having a conversation like this, former loner to former loner. Cibus was a strange place indeed, that such people...

"Alright, well... The important thing is that we pull through as a team an' keep control of the fight. Sometimes that means not every individual shines through, but it does mean everyone plays th'most essential part an' we do everythin' we can to keep each other fightin'. So far we've always...

Brisa thought of all the occasions Nip had winded her in a private sparring session, and tried to muster up some sympathy for his present predicament. "You usually mess with my offence with yer Radiant techniques when we spar. That ain't good enough fer ya since the tourney?" Hmm. Why had he...

Brisa very much doubted that Starr and Nip had spent as long on strategies and training as she had with Owen. But to be fair, the two of them spent longer on those things day-in, day-out than almost anyone. "You'n' me both, partner. My body back home was made of sterner stuff than this; it...

Closer up, it was easy to perceive just how hard Nip had been hit in that last match. Physically and emotionally. The weavile still looked winded, despite his characteristically polite speech, and his scent was shot through with stress. Brisa wouldn't ever want to have held back in a fight, but...

Drinks and a chinwag with Icetales was a pleasant way to pass some minutes, but Brisa's muscles and mind still ached. Time to think about an actual rest period back in her dorm. With any luck, she'd be alone—not that Kate was bad company, she just... She was still used to sleeping alone, in...

"Anthus." Luz spoke his name with a smile. "It's my pleasure to know you, Decidueye Anthus." She rose again to leave, and to leave Anthus to his book, happy to have given him a moment's comfort. She had a feeling he deserved more. <><><><><>

Luz let Truffle maintain the embrace for as long as he needed. Fella probably didn't get enough hugs. Stars knew most folks didn't. "Whatever happens," she said, quietly, "you done good. Y'best believe it."

Luz nodded, satisfied. It wasn't an invitation, but it was friendly. Good enough for now. "Thank ye kindly fer yer time, partner," she said, a little softer than her normal pep. She stood, hesitated for a moment before leaving, and then . . . didn't. She rounded the table, leaned down, and...

"I hear ya. Don't have any bright ideas myself, but . . . I understand what yer sayin'." Luz shivered, wondering how the populace of Cibus would take the loss of their creator-deity, and how Joule would take having slaim him, should he recover from his fugue. A dreadful business all round...

Luz cocked her head. "What're you sayin', exactly? You're done tryin' to make the sacrifice play, an' now ya fear Arceus is about to bite dust?" She drummed her claws on the table, frowning. "Can't say as I think it's a bad way t'go, savin' th'entire planet, but ain't there another means of...

Luz sucked her teeth. "Truffle, I know what a death wish is." Well, she'd said it. Why stop there? "Fer however long it was, that must've been a wretched time fer ya. But now you're livin' up to the claim you made in th'first place, and I reckon that makes you as heroic as any of 'em. I...

Truffle no that's so sad ur makin me cry

Luz winced. And she'd just been talking about ending her life. Stars... Ought she to hug him? She wanted to, but he might not appreciate it. But then, she wasn't one to do nothing. "Fella, that's a weight t'bear I can hardly imagine," she said, pawing the back of her neck. "I don't 'spect you...

Brisa couldn't help but snort and chuckle at Icetales' overblown encouragement. Still . . . it had the desired effect. After all, wasn't that what she wanted? To be a light in the darkness? To bring justice? She sipped her cider and smiled. Maybe it wasn't all she wanted, but... Well, it was...

Brisa bit her lip and dropped her gaze. Her whole face stiffened as the ninetales spoke. He was so wrong and so right all at the same time and she could barely stand it. How to explain that she did it wholly out of duty, but that since realising she had friends among the posse, she'd been...

"Well don't leave me curious, partner," drawled Luz, slumping over the back of her chair. "There's a statement with a story behind it if'n I ever heard one. I'm listenin'." Something about her opening-up had hit a nerve for him, it seemed, so Luz offered another, more gentle grin. After all...

"Sure," said Luz, shrugging. "Cibus is a fine world, don't get me wrong. But it ain't where I'm meant t'stay." She waved her tail vaguely and cupped her cheek. She'd called herself a native of Cibus before, but her memories were all of Brisa's world, and her dreams all lay somewhere else. Who...