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One last moment, just the three of them. One last moment to try and burn into her memory after everything else was gone. "If you keep being that sappy, you're gonna make me cry too," she said to Brisa with a chuckle. Ah, who was she kidding. Her eyes were already burning. "Thanks for...

Starr had always taken things one day at a time. Nothing lasted forever. God, this was gonna be hard, though. She'd already spent the past week getting everything out of the way that she possibly could. Starr could've spent months longer just trying random shit, seeing everything there was...

A faint smirk crossed Starr's face. "That'd be something, wouldn't it? I'll have to keep an eye out when I get back." It was a nice thought, anyhow, even if it seemed like Giovanni was pretty fucking untouchable back home. Of course, that just reminded her that she had more Rocket bullshit...

Gold, Silver, Red... what was with all the color names? Some kinda translation quirk like Cibus's food theme? Then again, 'Giovanni' didn't really follow the theme. Neither did 'Nate' for that matter. "Huh... sorry, not ringing any bells. I'd heard rumors the Charizard that night was a...

"Yeah, not gonna pretend like they don't keep me busy, that's for damn sure. My friends and I travel around a lot." More than the average trainer really. "We don't usually spend much time in one place." Because they couldn't risk the Rockets finding them. "So there's plenty of chances to...

Starr let out a snort. "Yeah, doesn't every kid wanna train a buncha dragons, win the league, beat the champion, that sorta deal?" She hadn't really cared too much about getting strong when she'd first started out. Getting strong had just been... a necessity. "But yeah, alright the rest of...

Starr grinned. "Yeah, not gonna pretend like I could always handle 'em, but we work pretty well now. And you're right about electrics--Raichu can be a little shit sometimes." "Gotta admit, I wouldn't've minded being a water-type either. Had it in my mind that I was gonna train water-types...

Huh, so Giovanni wasn't the boss anymore in Nate's world. For how similar their worlds were, it was bizarre to run into that odd detail here and there that differed. "Ran a fire and lightning squad. Fire for property destruction. Lightning for... disabling enemies." She kept the emotion...

Starr relaxed slightly. It was pretty weird--for much she hated thinking back on that life, she'd never expected to meet anyone here on Cibus who could actually relate to it. Even her alternate universe counterpart had had a totally different experience with Team Rocket. "Yeah, spent most of...

Starr took a step back from the overeager Infernape-shade grinning in her face. Jesus, was he based on a literal 10-year-old or what. She was starting to see why Nate couldn't deal with him. "Yeaahhh... real cool missions..." she said with a forced grin, briefly making incredulous eye contact...

"Oh my fucking god," Starr said, putting a paw to her forehead. She didn't know whether to laugh or feel bad for him for having that thrown out in the open like that. At least it wasn't in front of anyone else on the team? "Anyway, you can calm your tits cause I'm in the same boat as you...

Starr let out a snort. "Yeah, 'freaky' is right. I'm kinda glad that his kid's Silver in that world, and not like, someone closer to me. No clue if my world's Giovanni would be pulling shit like this if he had the power." Her expression darkened. "We've sure as hell got a Mewtwo, though...

Starr paused, uncomfortably aware of the look of concern on Rocky's face. It'd been easy, riding the high of their victory, and she hadn't really had to put much thought into the fact that they'd eventually have to stop him for good. Whatever that entailed. Are you trying to pretend that...

Starr smirked. "Gotta go with the red, myself." Aaand then a Hydro Pump took the shade's head clean off. Good thing they could regrow those. She couldn't help grinning at Rocky's comment on her combo attack. So Nate hadn't been able to shut up about it, huh. "Thanks. Not gonna lie, didn't...

Starr walked down the streets of Destiny Village's shopping district, bored and restless. She could usually count on shop browsing as an effective distraction and timesink. Hard to get too distracted when half the stuff she was buying was for Team Spectrum's upcoming suicide mission. She...

Starr made a half-hearted show of pulling back from the vine hug. "What? Come on, it's not the end of the..." What was it, then. "Diyem's back. We're--we're not gonna..." Did they really know that he could revive them? Did they?? Starr felt like an invisible hand was clutching her chest...

Starr glanced back and forth between her teammates on the platform, fighting back a wince as even that hurt. "Well?" she demanded. "Someone's gotta have some way to reach him. We're not just gonna let him act like he can do what he wants after he just got his ass handed to him." goddamn it...

That was the last thing Brisa said before they'd gone through the portal. Starr stood there, still swaying on her feet, struggling to hold herself up and having to lean again Brisa as the two of them stared up at the sky. The hell were they supposed to do about that? "Yeah, I don't... I got...

Starr stared down at the tiny Roselia as that dark aura flared up for just a second, immediately subsiding. Yeah, there was obviously a lot more history going on behind this. And it really didn't feel like it was any of her business. "I didn't much feel like I had any right to come here...

Starr eyed Cynthian carefully as he turned to leave. Yeah, he pretty much was doing the worst job at pretending to be okay. "So... what are you thinking that because you missed a few fights you can't catch up and the team doesn't need you, or...?"