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Jesse bristled at her immediate thought, but let it go. "All I know is, you ain't a bad sort, and they're adult humans chasin' you around. Sounds like creeps t'me." That seemed simple enough to Jesse. What was with this girl? And, more than that... "God it's fuckin' weird seein' human bodies...

Brisa scowled. It wasn't their fault that the answer wasn't reassuring, but... "I've been worryin' about the fate of the familiars ever since they hatched," she admitted. "Are they gonna stick around? Mature into somethin' else? Return to Joule when the time comes? There's nobody we can ask...

Oh, yikes. Poor kid hadn't had much fun today, huh. "Relax," he drawled, "I just saw what I was lookin fer. The good news is, I reckon you'll snap back t'yer body the minute yer done in this world. The bad news is I ain't got much advice fer dealin' with those creeps back home. Best of luck...

Brisa flicked her tail in thought as she watched the odd couple. Strength, huh? Something occurred to her. "Say, the two of you know Joule better'n anyone. I got a few questions about the fella, but most of all, I've been cogitatin': why d'you reckon he created the shades? Would he, could he...

Brisa shook her head. "No, y'weren't. Neither was I, or a lotta folks in the posse. Neither was Diyem." Who among the team had been pleasant, reasonable, and free of bad decisions, struggles and pain? Fucking nobody. Perhaps Cabot came the closest with his fervent optimism, but his talent was...

good fic pls update :veelove:

"Oh, fuck." Oof. Jesse tried to laugh off his immediate alarm; who knew if the kid was even right? "Yeah I'm not gonna lie t'you, that's outside my breadth of experience. Hang tight, I'm gonna look fer somethin' in yer head." Jesse narrowed his eyes and initiated a pretty low level read of...

Jesse scratched behind his ear. Kid didn't seem offended... "Well, y'ain't an adult, right? I dunno what yer local legislation says, but where I'm from, the hard stuff is fer folks goin' on twenty. Weak beer fer you, partner. Anyway, yer new body is a property of bein' brought to a world meant...

Jesse smiled to himself. He didn't envy her the imagined experience with mimikyu eggs though, heavens... It had been tough enough to get used to being a fox, and he'd had to do it all over again after he got his memories back, and... Well. Nevermind. "Hey, it ain't so bad. Y'get a lotta free...

"Breakfast muffin fer me, thanks," replied Jesse. "Hot, if'n y'don't mind." "Well, I was summoned by my world's Voice of Life specifically to solve a crisis. So I did that, though I had t'find out what it was I had t'do and work up the courage fer it, first. I had amnesia, y'see. Didn't even...

"Ah..." He grinned, and sent a request for service to the staff. "Yeah, I sure have. I been a fox fer goin' on twenty-six years now. That's longer than a fair few of us have been alive for."

Jesse nodded and hid a smirk at how transparently not fine she was, even for regular folks. "Glad t'see ya in more suitable attire," he said, of her new outfit. "Was just thinkin' of havin' food if'n ywanna join me. I sure know when I was in yer position I coulda used someone who knew what it...

Lee eventually left to go torment some poor soul, and Jesse wished him a fond, if dry, farewell. He stuck around, slaking his thirst and nursing his migraine. The sneasel looked as if she'd had one too. Perhaps they could talk it over. Ah. The human-souled mimikyu was approaching. He couldn't...

"Yeah, he's a peculiar one t'be sure," drawled Brisa. "I don't begrudge folks their suspicions, but I believe the bastard is sincerely tryin' to save this world. I tell ya, it was a pleasure t'see him put that warhammer to Giovanni's jaw." She grinned wistfully for a moment. Almost as...

Brisa couldn't keep herself from a sly smile. "Truer words," she replied, drily. "I can't say I don't sometimes feel the same. Back when I thought this was gonna be a straightforward throwdown, I focused on training. Now that the size of things has outgrown my eyes, I've been double diggin'...

Brisa nodded. "I do the same," she said. "Though I don't got the power to hear the world's heartbeat. Just the wind. The cries of folk and critter. Maybe my own pulse, if'n I work it up." Maple talked about rest and connection like she didn't even deserve it, despite the countless souls she's...

Brisa nodded. "I think I've barely relaxed in months," she confessed. She eyed Maple, quieter of late than she'd been, and coping with something Brisa had no frame of reference for outside of pathetic romance pulps. "How do you normally wind down, when you ain't facin' up to times like this?"...

"Maple. ...Millijoule." 'Howdy' sounded absolutely pathetic in this context. Best get to the point. "I was just fixin' to come find you," Brisa admitted. "But if y'all want a quiet moment first, I can't begrudge it." She stood, anticipating that she'd be asked to leave.

When was the last time Brisa had been in a quiet place, alone? It felt like days. She'd turned in for the night only after exhausting herself into a stupor each evening at the training rooms, and she was always planning, always helping, always working. The study wasn't well-used by members of...

Nice. Brisa won't be pleased. Particularly interested in scenes with Maple, Diyem, and Owen. Shield/Karat could be good too, especially if Starr is there!