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"Noooot a chance in hell I'd pull that off as a human," Starr replied with a chuckle. All things considered, Cibus and all its bullshit had been good to her in a lot of different ways. Goddamn she was going to miss it. "I can get behind that one," Starr said, grabbing her drink and raising it...

"Yeah, yeah," Starr grumbled, pulling herself into a more upright position and rolling her eyes at Nate's shit-eating grin. She did her best to force something that might have looked like a smile if she didn't feel close to passing out. "I guess the upside is now I can say that I've done it...

Starr chuckled, and then immediately regretted it as it made her very aware of just how stuffed she was. "...Fuck yeah," she managed, giving a thumbs up. Right about now, defeating the curry felt like the hardest of the three. Picture. Riiiight... the picture for the hall of fame. Starr had...

Starr slumped back against the booth, her body swimming in an ocean of endorphins from all the spice. On the one hand, the warm, light sensation was undeniably satisfying. On the other hand, she wasn't entirely sure she could move. "Feeling... like I'm not sure why I did that." She slumped...

Starr stifled a laugh before going back to her own curry. She really didn't have any reason to give a shit about winning a pointless contest with an opponent who couldn't even lose normally. ...But it also meant she didn't give a shit about cheating either. Another bite. God, it just kept...

Starr wasn't entirely sure what Nate was going for there, but sure, why not. She made a 'go ahead' motion that could have passed for shaking out a cramped wrist. She still wasn't sure if she was insane for actually trying to to finish this damn thing, because she sure as hell hadn't planned on...

"Hey if you wanna Water Gun him, be my guest--I'm not complaining," Starr offered with as much of a laugh as she could manage through all the curry. Okay so maybe going along with Rocky's bullshit probably wasn't the best idea. Well, at least she wasn't the one sitting next to him and having...

Starr stared at Rocky. Okay, she really wasn't sure what she'd been expecting. "Yeah, I'm not gonna fuckin use my hands," she managed to say after swallowing a huge mouthful. Still, going at it without thinking too hard did have its benefits. Starr was pretty sure she would've quit by now if...

Man, watching shades eat was weird. And vaguely unsettling. Where did it go?? Did it go anywhere? Weird... "Yeah, something tells me that even with my head start, that's gonna be a losing bet when you don't have any organs," Starr replied indifferently. Racing to finish was a pretty stupid...

Starr let out a snort. "I'll be fine. Besides, I doubt I'll even be able to get through half of this disaster." She took another bite. And then another. It didn't seem like she was getting full yet, but maybe it would just hit her all at once. Then again, she and Brisa had been burning a...

Starr stared at Nate, eyebrow raised. "Well that's a lot to unpack there. Uh... good luck getting home, I guess? Never really thought about what happens when you get two levels deep into worldjumping. Then again, we've got a lot of people here with experience in hopping between worlds, so...

Timejumping. The hell? Starr had gotten used to the usual flavors of Cibus bullshit, but the idea of one of them running into something like that before getting here was another thing entirely. "Back up... 'timejumping'?" Starr repeated blankly. "Uh... that sort of thing common where you...

"Even if it's shit, it's home," Starr mused. "I hear you there." She had the fleeting thought of dragging her friends and team here and leaving all the Rocket bullshit behind. Still... it wasn't as though the people she missed were the only thing worth missing about home. "Yeah, I don't...

Starr had kind of expected the giant curry bowls to take longer getting out, but that didn't make it any easier when Nate's curry came out first. She hadn't been that hungry when they first got to Treasure Town, had she? "Eh, yes and no," Starr replied, running a claw along the silverware on...

Starr shrugged. "Yeah well, I was traveling around Johto with my friends for a year or so before coming here, so I got pretty used to moving around a bunch. Might not've been totally necessary, but eh. Call me paranoid, but we pissed off the boss so I'm not talking any chances." Occasionally...

"I know, right? I'm not usually the nostalgic sort, but it's weird thinking back on it all." Even weirder to think that the last time Starr was in here, she and Brisa hated each other's guts. "Then again, I'm not really used to living in one place for so long, so any chance to get out of...

Starr let out a snort at Rocky's comment. "Does it even count if you don't have a stomach?" she asked, sliding into the booth. Then again, if that was the case, then what the hell was Bahamut doing up on that wall? "Last time the team came here, I didn't actually order anything--just cribbed...

"God this place smells even better than I remember," Starr remarked as she pushed open the doors to Precise Tastes and was immediately met with a wave of heavenly spices. Why the hell hadn't she come back here ages ago? Sure Destiny Village had plenty of great places to eat, but she wasn't...

"Oh my God you're both the worst," Starr said at flatly as she could, though the assault of shitty puns had left its mark, and she couldn't banish the last bit of a grin from her face.

Starr watched the Vulpix--the ice-type Vulpix--take bite after bite of the Tamato. It was like a train wreck she couldn't look away from. She... she doesn't know, does she. This is... gonna be something. It was every bit the glorious disaster that Starr expected. The slow descent from...