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Starr chuckled at Brisa’s tryhard reply. “Alright, alright, just giving ya crap.” Starr shrugged. “Makes sense. You’d know better than the rest of us, being a Pokemon living around humans and all.” She’d pretty much been assuming Curio was around her age anyway, if a bit older apparently.

Starr snorted. “Sure doesn’t feel like you’re older than me. But hey, who the hell knows how to compare human and Pokemon ages, and not even from the same world too.”

Starr thought about replying “Why, you interested?” except she was pretty sure Brisa would burst into flames on the spot. And while it was a hilarious mental image, she wasn’t that cruel. “You sound like you’re 14 right now, you know that?” she said, guzzling some more of her coffee. It was...

Brisa was so bad at this, it was amazing. Starr put a paw to her chest with an overdramatic sigh. "I'm wounded."

Oh my god Brisa was dying, this was amazing. Starr struggled to regain control of her breathing and lightly smacked Brisa's shoulder with a paw. "You can chill out, it's just a joke. You're gonna set something on fire if you blush any harder," she added with a snort.

Starr had to stop herself from breaking down with hysterical laughter. She'd had the suspicion that Brisa couldn't take a joke but this was better than anything she could have imagined. She never got the chance to tease anyone about this back home, and dammit if she wasn't gonna take full...

Man, Brisa had really short-circuited at Curio having forgiven her, even though it was pretty dang obvious that she would. Then again, it... did make sense what with all that... stuff that Brisa had said while they were trapped in the cave. Good to have it resolved, though. Even if there was...

Brisa's tension was practically tangible, even across the table. Starr put on her best casual tone and replied, "Yeah, but... that was between the two of us, and it's..." (Settled? Done? Was it?) "...not really relevant to the way things are now." (How were things now?) "I don't see why...

Starr glanced away awkwardly. "Does she, uh... does she even know about the fight? I wasn't exactly in a hurry to go telling anyone." Seemed kinda weird that Astrid should give a shit about something that had nothing to do with her. Why couldn't she just mind her own business.

Starr paused to consider it. She didn't know most of the team that well, but... "Owen and Cabot for sure. Wanna check up on Cuicatl too--we hung out before the last mission." She decided to leave out the part where Cuicatl had been pretty down the whole time, and couldn't help feeling a twinge...

Starr tensed imperceptibly. Dammit. Why'd Brisa have to go and say that, she didn't need to say that, ugh. At least... maybe it did mean that things weren't the same as they had been before. "Thanks," she mumbled, not really making eye contact. Starr let out a huge sigh. "Same. God, it's...

Starr coughed hard and had to stop herself from almost choking. "I'm sorry, did you say Mewtwo?!" How... What the hell? What on earth was an artificial, one-of-a-kind, human-created Legendary doing in a world with no humans? Starr glanced away. She'd been.... well, not close to taking the...

Starr was sore, she was tired, and she really wanted to soak in a hot bath for the next week, but absolutely none of that mattered because food was a thing that existed. She barely had a chance to register what the waiter had set down (some kind of sandwich, who cares) before she'd already...

Starr chuckled as Curio practically fell over herself getting out of her seat, but then stopped laughing as she suddenly had to deal with the weight of a Riolu half-collapsing against her. "Oof, alllright, let's get your sorry ass back to the dojo," Starr said, and she slowly walked the two of...

Starr glanced away, and she wasn't able to keep the smile from her face either. "Yeah. Same." She looked back at Curio and smirked. "You look like you're two seconds away from either puking your guts out or passing out. Or both. C'mon. Let's at least get you somewhere you can pass out...

Starr gave Curio an incredulous stare. "What, you think humans don't have instincts? We're all just big, dumb piles of meat trying to stay alive, human, Pokemon, whatever. So maybe being pissed off is a bunch of dumbass brain chemicals. Doesn't make it less real. Sometimes you start a fight...

Starr fixed her with a serious look. "Hey. Don't give me any of that shit. You don't have to be anything you don't wanna be." Starr's claws dug into the table again. Fuck, fuck, fuck. "Hey, so. This is gonna sound stupid as all hell, but..." The next few words took an eternity. "I can...

Starr went rigid with a thousand-mile stare. It was just for a moment. Then she blinked and fixed her eyes on Curio, the joking atmosphere totally dead. "Jesus, what the actual fuck." Oh. It was... an accident. Of course it was an accident. No one would fucking do something like that on...

Ah, fuck. Of course. She should've realized. It'd only been like what, two weeks? Figures they'd set themselves up to crash and burn. Well... at least Curio could still laugh about it. That was something. "Yeah, if it's got you hammered two days in a row, I think I can guess why," Starr...

"Yeah, I suppose it's probably nice not having to deal with humans fucking things up all the time," Starr said with a wry grin. "And, well, there's some things I miss, but I guess it's not half bad being a Pokemon. Kinda like a clean start, in a way." Starr blinked. Brisa was part human...