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Brisa ducked under the clumsy blow, bunched up, turned on the spot, and tackled Zane's leg, hoping to fell him. He'd have weak spots aplenty if he toppled. Her claws sparked but she held back from channelling any energy. Pure kinetic collision should be enough!

What was that stance he was using? Some strange fighting type technique she hadn't seen? She was pretty sure zangoose were normal type... She would have to be very careful or very bold in the face of uncertainty, particularly as she'd already tired herself out. She sized Zane up. He was about...

Brisa took a minute to realise she needed to get off from Curio, on whose torso she still had her paws firmly planted. She dropped off her, and sat back heavily with a huff. "You made me work for that," she managed to say. "I feel better. Appreciate it." She looked over to the zangoose, whose...

A good thing about being a quadruped was the ability to leap. It was good for climbing, pouncing, and it served as an excellent way to dodge. Brisa sprang away from Curio's punches, allowing her use of fighting energy to wear her out. Simply evading without using any moves didn't seem to be...

Brisa growled in her chest. She could lose this, easily, but... what if the same de-powering affecting her affected Curio as well? That could give her a chance. Not that the stakes were high or anything, just that she hated to think- she didn't want- ...It would be good to make a good impression...

Brisa tried to roll with the incoming punch, but she still took a winding blow to the gut. She yowled, and let out a burst of electricity as Curio's fist connected. So she still had something, whatever that was! She pulled herself to her feet, suddenly as fatigued as if they'd been fighting for...

Brisa's mouth hung open, drinking in every scent, ready to bite. But electric energy did not come rushing from her jaw for a thunder fang attack. Nor dark energy for a crunch. She'd lost her moves. In a brief moment of panic as Curio came dashing towards her, Brisa resorted to the only staple...

More mon were approaching the dojo, and people were talking instead of sparring. Brisa growled, and darted forward, hackles raised. She was a shinx again. This one was a lucario-turned-riolu. This world was a different world. She would do well to play this safe. She leapt at Curio, claws...

@NebulaDreams Brisa's whiskers twitched. She had fewer than a dozen spoken words left before she would have to scream from social overstimulation. "Curio. Standard rules. Best of three. Farfetch'd fella to referee. Now, please." She took her place at one end of a suitably marked out patch of...

"Yeah, sure. I'll be partner with-- wait, what am I saying, it's your choice, isn't it?" "Yeah, sure. Please. Uh, that would be my pleasure." goddamnit fuck don't think gay thoughts fuck shit

Brisa followed Curio inside, head buzzing with information intake, overplanning, sensory overload and anxiety to make a good impression with this riolu. A good sparring match should help clear her head while being a productive way to prepare for her coming combat duties. "Good day," she called...

Brisa fumbled with her tongue for a second before replying, "yeah, sure. Please. Uh, that would be my pleasure." She gave a remorseful look at the cowed charmander. "We'd better get started, else we end up like him."

Brisa winced at Owen's condition. "This fella was the first sent in by Diyem," she mused, to be heard by anyone close by. "He was, possibly, our ace. This ain't boding too well." She eyed the training dojo. "Anyone up for some sparring? I have a feeling we'll all need to train."

"Well met, stranger," said Brisa, being caught between the newcomer and the rest of the group. "I'm lux- I'm shinx Brisa, and these are my associates. We're new to this... world. Who might you be and what're your intentions?"

There sure was a lotta conversation. Brisa put out a paw and shook the proffered claw firmly. "Brisa. I'm a... a shinx, and unlike a lot of folks here I'm new to this... sort of thing." She gave him a hard look for a second. "Don't go pickin' me up like you did that poochyena fella. I hope...

There sure was a lotta conversation. "Not excited. Resigned, maybe. Just solvin' problems in my head and hopin' I find a way to exist alongside... all this. For however long we're here. I have the feelin' it's gonna be longer than they think." She gave Cynthian an appraising look. A scholar...

Brisa prowled up alongside the stifled roselia and sat on her haunches. She realised that she wasn't that much larger than Cynthian now. They would all be on even ground with each other save for boldness of character and quickness of mind. They would surely need plenty of that. "I never know...

A town square full of strangers. Not local strangers, but visitors as Brisa was — ugh, this place was going to be so crowded. Priority one after defeating the magikarp, find a home that was a little more out of the way. Actually, it would likely be critically important to get some reconnaissance...

Brisa gave a nod to Cynthian. Ignored Flame's jibe. To Curio, she said "Hey yourself." She wondered what was going through the lucario's mind that she should greet her so softly. Maybe Brisa would ask after the fight, assuming they both survived. With scars like that, Brisa expected she was a...