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Brisa rubbed at her eyes, more out of unwillingness to look at the world around her than any actual bleariness. What the fuck had happened to her for her to end up here? She'd better not have amnesia like Jesse or that fella Owen— Aw, hell. She looked around again, more carefully. No sign of...

"Take this!" Everything was so bright. Her feelings were a battle-high like none other, this was fantastic, she was so glad to fight Curio, Curio, her friend! She was powerful, they were both so powerful, and it was only gonna get better from here! Fuck yes! Wow! What a fight! Curio was...

The projectile scored a gash down Brisa's flank, but far from deterring her, the pain was exhilarating! She returned fire with a surge of electrical power, rendered radiant by the light within her. It felt potent. It felt joyous. It felt... ...odd. A tiny part of Brisa's brain started...

Brisa faced the fist and caught it head on. It sent her flying back and crashing into the ground behind her, but instead of groaning on impact, she laughed. "Let's have at it!" Now to see what this power could do. She willed the bright energy inside her to manifest, and as she cried out, it...

Brisa burst into the battlegrounds with radiant light still lingering around her eyes. Everything looked so sharp and vibrant. She was bursting at the seams to try out this power in combat. "Don't dawdle, Curio!" she called, her voice still reverberating in her ears.

"Yeah, sure I do! Let's go throw down at the Dojo right this minute!" Brisa bounded out, headed for her perpetual haunt.

Brisa came free from the light with her vision flooded by afterimages and sensory overload. Wow! What a feeling! It was like she was about to burst from the light within. Even now, there was radiant light bathing her paws as she raised them to rub at her face. She got to her feet and turned to...

Reviews for LC for 2 chapters at 630 words.

"Well done," said Brisa. She meant it. Right. Here went nothin'. Brisa approached the light, raised a paw, and hesitated. This was an opportunity to receive power at the price of pain. The pokémon who'd gone before her had touched the light only for a moment or two, and they'd yelped in shock...

"You made a difference in the fight, and you'll keep makin' a difference in fights to come, whether or not you feel that's what you're doin'. That's good enough for me. It oughta be good enough for you." She looked towards the light. "The way I understand it, you'll get these light powers...

Brisa had, as usual, been one of the last to arrive to the group meeting, and not bold enough to speak over anyone else. Instead, she listened attentively, and watched as other pokémon touched the light and received radiant energy in exchange for momentary pain. The choice was not difficult. She...

Oh, sky and stars. This was agony. "Hey Zane. Look what I can do." Brisa held up her badge -- making what she was doing as theatrically obvious as possible -- shone its light on herself, and lit up her paw with power. There was a glow, the sensation of being shunted thirteen yards into...

Ah. More of this. It was like the kitty litty zitty bullshit all over again. Why get angry? He wouldn't understand her any better than she understood him. "Zane, I don't know what the hell you're thinking, but I'm trying to teach you how to fuckin' teleport outta this dump. Follow my goddamn...

"Here. Hold it. Like this -- shine it on yourself. You can do it Zane, you can use your energy. Just put a little of into the badge..."

The human was clearly out of it. "You're delirious. Don't fall asleep." Brisa looked about for Cabot, Owen and the others. They were otherwise occupied. "Where the fuck is your badge, Zane? Zane! Your badge."

New chapter above the 5,000 word mark for 5 BLECs. Review for Pokécure. (1ch, 260w) Review for Salvage. (1ch, 420w)

Hi there, here's my review for chapter 2. Sorry for the delay — both in the sense that you were expecting this yesterday, and in that it's been literally a couple years since I read chapter one. I glanced at chapter one for a quick refresher, but being pressed for time I moved straight on...

Brisa caught the zangoose's weight as best she could, with an unstifled groan of pain and frustration. He still sent her thudding to the ground, and it was all she could do not to shock the living daylights out of him. If she even could—she felt close to passing out from all the energy she'd...

The fight was over. Team Spice was safe. The slugs were captured or destroyed. Instead of battle-satiation, Brisa mostly felt pain, stress, and fear. It wasn't just that fights like this had far higher stakes than she was used to, or that her body was still far weaker than it ought to be. It...