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"Sounds good t'me," said Brisa, walking along apace with Surf and Turf. "I hope y'don't expect me to go easy on y'all." Time for a real fight. Fuckin' outstandin'.

"Surely not all seven of ya at once," replied Brisa, ears flattening. "I'm good, but I ain't that good."

"How do you do, everyone?" said Brisa, a little awkwardly. The last time she'd seen the legendaries of Team Spice had been in Aegis Cave. She wasn't sure how they'd feel about her. At least she knew Thyme's immediate family liked her well enough. "D'you know who I'm fightin', Surf?" she asked...

[Brisket > Tamato]: I am there, yes. I do not know who I am fighting yet. I do know that my opponent or opponents asked to be alerted of any Spectrum members seeking a match. Wish me luck?

"Thank you kindly," said Brisa, taken aback. "I'll uh, just, wait nearby." Brisa found a space to wait and resumed her ongoing trawl of missed text messages, anxious to be fully caught up. She hadn't even begun to send out direct messages yet... All the while, she kept thinking, who was...

"That I am," replied Brisa, tail swishing. Had the granbull not heard her say so before, or had one of her teammates already given the posse a troublesome reputation of some kind here? She kept her gaze from settling on anyone, and tried not to jump to any conclusions.

Name: Jesse Stranger Species: Red Delphox (former human) Personality: Abrasive, confrontational asshole who's certain he knows better than you. Feels responsible for everything and everyone, extremely judgey, absolute helicopter father. Saved the world a couple times. Burns himself out...

Time to equip Brisa with a real Frontlines moveset. Also, I've updated Brisa's Signup post to reflect the change to make her a FL character. Note that her starting ability is Intimidate and that her signature move is Thunder Cage. Fun bonus: her signup now includes a list of her scenes. Brisa's...

Brisa moved from the training rooms to the arena entrance, and made to ask about arranging a duel with someone. Ideally the matchup would be fairly even, but really what would be best was going toe to toe with someone she knew. It was always better than sparring with a stranger. "How do you...

Brisa's eye twitched at the animal moniker, but it was whatever. Zane was Zane was Zane. She'd ask him to stop after the match. Despite the Shadow, she was still doing okay. She'd kick Zane's ass hit the colosseum after, and maybe find a minute along the way to actually tutor the sonofabitch in...

You're not that, Brisa thought. Now was perhaps not the best time to make that argument, if she even knew how to frame it. "Somethin' my father once said to me. That's all," she said, dully. "I could use a good sparrin' match, actually. I'll teach you a new trick or two to warm up, then maybe...

Brisa hesitated for a moment, a growl frozen in her throat. Then she dropped the Arrest. The Shadow survived. She stared at it with hackles raised and claws flexed against the floor. Trust. Self-control. Mercy. She could do that. "I'm not a violent goddamn animal," she said, quietly.

"I've heard enough outta you," spat Brisa, her eyes flaring up. Radiant bars of light snapped into place around Zane's doppelganger, and the apparition began to burn away at the touch of the light. Brisa's face showed no anxiety or earnestness as the Radiance danced around her eyes and she...

Brisa glowered at the Shadow. "You may recall I had a run-in with my own Shadow in Shaymin Village. Can't say it's a great pleasure to be in the company of one now. My Shadow is... dangerous. But I can handle it. Just make sure you keep yours under control. The drinkin', too." She turned back...

Brisa watched carefully, ears primed, and took in everything she could. It wasn't the things the Shadow had to say that bothered him, but the 'hallucination'. He obviously despised himself. He'd probably carried on this sort of inner dialogue long before Shaymin Village. Some part of him...

Brisa tried to ignore the unpleasant notion of this creature hitting on Curio. Judging by the thing's repulsive attitude, it couldn't have been pleasant. Still, Curio could look after herself. "That 'guy' is your Shadow," growled Brisa. "Not literally your shadow. It's what folks are callin'...

Brisa growled, her eyes tracking the Shadow as it moved. "Yes," she hissed. "I can hear it. Give me a clear shot and I'll have the bastard in a flash." Animal. Animal. Violent animal. See, you're solving a problem with violence even now. She shuddered. Goddamnit. Restraints weren't the same...

Brisa froze up as a goddamn Shadow began talking to her. That's what this fuckin' voice was, right? Cause it sure sounded like Zane, though his lips weren't moving. Calling her an animal. Goading her to violence. She stared, wide-eyed, as Zane continued his utterly bizarre babbling, and the...

"How do you... do friendship?" Brisa drew back her lip and cocked her head in confusion. She kept trying to explain Zane's behaviour by cultural differences or a lack of social experience on her own part, but he truly was bizarre. "I thought you wanted combat training," she muttered...

"Yeah, I know Curio. I live with her." Gods, that felt weird to say. Good, though. She wasn't sure if Zane even heard her, the way he kept babbling on. What was he getting at? "Friendship? Friendship. I guess so. I've not exactly had many friends in my time, but I seem to get along with folks...