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Luz shrugged. "There's not rightly enough to go on. My gut says it were some third party nonsense we have no idea at, but the level of coordination suggests the whole thing were planned by the 'spies'. Too bad it's near enough to impossible to get that kind of read on any of the active members...

Brisa gave a scoffing bark of a laugh at the comment on Bahamut. Yeah, he wasn't exactly nice, was he? "That's a good attitude, Chikorita Saltriv. You keep that up, now, y'hear?" She sighed. "I'm worried about Sword too. Thanks for yer help gettin' through to her. I'm dead certain y'made a...

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"Lil' birdy tipped me off," quipped Luz. "Please t'meet y'both. I'm as well as anythin'. So, how can I make myself useful?" She glanced about, marvelling at the sheer destruction. Wasn't this the home of the highest authority and most powerful native being on the planet? "And, uh. How've the...

It turned out you didn't need to be hungover to miss an interesting fight! Luz strolled up to the tower and gave a long, low whistle. Whatever did this had to be seriously strong, and confident too. "That ain't less'n a scratch," she remarked. "Say, lampent gal. Yer name's Vix, right? How do...

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She was fine. "How 'bout yerself?" she asked, a little more sharply than usual. "You're pretty new to Team Spectrum, the way I hear it. Sure handled yerself well in that last fight, though. I take it you're adjustin' okay?" She took an appraising look at Saltriv. They sounded pretty young...

Brisa jerked her gaze away, towards the dark sea. "Howdy," she said, automatically. "Saltriv, right? Can't say as everythin' is alright, but I'm not so stressed. Really. I'm fine." How different this beach was to the perpetually idyllic one by Treasure Town. It seemed half a lifetime ago that...

Brisa found herself at the beach while hardly realising. What was she even doing here? She'd... been walking for some time, in the dark of the early morning, weighing the thousand things already in her head with the latest additional bullshit Cibus had to offer her. She should be talking to...

Brisa nodded. "I'll look forward to it. Take care, partner." ...now what? It felt like she had twenty priorities, and no idea how to organise them. She looked to those around her. Kate, who needed someone to help her find her place in the posse. Starr, who she desperately wanted to battle at...

"I'm wrackin' my brain fer another charizard who coulda done this, and been so powerful, but I don't know of one. I'll try askin' about." Brisa remembered 'Darkwhite', who she'd begun to call Sword. She remembered the way Sword's body had split open at the back and produced Eternatus tendrils...

"Alternatively, they coulda injured Owen after S'more landed the blow. That seems substantially more likely t'me."

Satisfied that the mood in the crowd had turned in Owen's favour, Brisa moved away from him and towards the most aggressively suspicious of the assembled mon. "Lucario Shield," she said, offhandedly. "I hope you'll keep a tighter clutch on that scarf of yers after this. Wouldn't want somethin'...

Brisa hummed in thought, her tail-tip tracing patterns on the ground as she consulted what she'd committed to memory. "Owen's 'perceive' ability is quite somethin', wouldn't ya say? It's a key reason we perform so well in our coordinated battles, and it's a unique asset when investigatin'. I...

Brisa nodded at the lampent with gratitute and admiration evident on her face. "Nicely fuckin' done," she said, with a low whistle. "Can't say I woulda thought of that!" She pointed at Cabot with a flick of her tail. "Sailor's right. I still reckon we should get Breaker's take on Owen's...

Brisa frowned. "That energy signature is harder to explain, but it doesn't change the plan." She cocked her head at Owen's shadow. "Wishkeeper... Do you have any memory of the night's events?"

Brisa scowled. "We have a plan. Hatterene Breaker will investigate Owen. The sooner the better, so we can learn the truth of it, and maybe figure out how to prevent this sorta shit happenin' again. There's still a lot we don't know, and we oughtn't to make rash decisions that reduce our fightin'...

Brisa stood firm. "Giovanni has shown he can kidnap and control the gods of this world. Anyone on the planet is at risk of that . . . even members of God Squad. That's no reason fer us to turn on our own. I nearly started down that road after we lost Sword, and I won't make that mistake again."...

Brisa listened to everyone, keeping between Owen and the rest. "We can speculate all we like about Owen," she said, at last, "but the real question is our incomplete understandin' of the blacklight. Y'all have been assumin' that charizard teleported. What if it ceased existin'? What if the...

Brisa approached Owen, mostly to see if he was alright, but also to put herself between him and Shield. "Owen," she said, quietly. "Were you dreamin' jus' now? And either way, d'you remember takin' the Harmony Scarf?" She swivelled one ear back to listen to the assembled pokémon, cautious of...