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Starr blinked. For a moment, she'd thought she'd misheard Dave. She'd been waiting for him to say that wanting to coming back was insane. He'd never wanted to be here, was never thrilled with being a Pokemon, and was apparently ready and waiting to just forget all about it. But no, there was no...

Right... Brisa had mentioned that Dave had chewed out her dad at Spirit's Edge. "Her dad can go fuck himself," Starr muttered, keeping her glare fixed on a random bit of sauce on the table. "She's better off without him." Dave kept going on about how they'd never remember this, never see her...

Starr bristled. For a moment, she felt a wisp of cold discomfort in her chest, that he was right, that it was better to forget. But then-- "Brisa's not gonna be taking their shit anymore," Starr said sharply, and she wasn't quite sure who she was saying it to. She ran a hand down her face...

Starr's eyes automatically drifted toward the shadowy Mightyena before she averted them. "I don't know. There's a lot of things I wish I could forget,"--a cold fist gripped her heart--"but this isn't one of them." Maybe she really did need to talk to Owen... "I guess you'd rather think back...

Starr nodded distantly. "Yeah. We knew that from the start. Still worth it, though." She wasn't used to the idea of anything lasting. Of getting to hold onto anything for long. "I know some people are like 'why bother, it's only temporary,' but like... everything is."

Starr relaxed slightly. "Oh, yeah. She finally asked a while back. I'm sure everyone was just waiting for it to happen, huh?" It hadn't been that long ago--not long after the mission in the Radiant Void. Still, it felt like ages ago. "But yeah, it's been nice." It'd been damn nice. "One...

Oh my god, why was this so fucking hard, was he just being dense on purpose. God forbid Starr be even the slightest bit vague without apparently needing to give an essay on travel infrastructure. As if it was impossible to build a railway around a fucking forest. "Look, I'm not some kind of...

"Uh, they'd just take the train? Or drive, if they've got a car, I guess. Hell, I'm a trainer and I take the train most of the time. I already did the whole 'spirit of adventure' thing when I was 12," Starr replied dismissively. It was still weird that he expected something so basic to be...

"Well, I guess most people don't have full teams, no," Starr replied, idly scratching her cheek fur. "My friends and I have full teams, but we're active trainers, so that's what I'm used to." Not to mention all the trained teams she was used to seeing back on the combat unit. "Most adults would...

Starr shrugged. "Eh, you gotta go pretty far off-route. Like at least an hour? I mean, I'm from Kanto, which is a pretty urban region, so we don't have a lot of it. You'd have to go pretty far north--it'd be hard to wind up there accidentally. But yeah, some regions have a lot more of it."...

Starr rubbed the back of her head. "'Conquering.' Yeah, I guess there was some of that back in like, ancient times with wars and shit, but I'm not really a history nerd so I don't know." Ajia would've loved to talk about this shit, wouldn't she. "And yeah we can't go in the deepwilds."...

"Yeah, they wanna make sure kids don't get any stupid ideas and--" Starr paused, gears turning in her head. "Riiight... I guess your world doesn't have a pact if the Pokemon aren't smart." So humans could just do whatever the hell they wanted to Pokemon? Man, Team Rocket would have a field...

Starr's chest tightened. Arcanine. Shot down before it could do a thing. Well... it was a stone evolution, so maybe it was really low level. Her own Arcanine was strong. Strong enough to take a few hits. Not that she'd ever need to. She had Extremespeed and Teleport. She'd be fine...

Starr blinked. "Uh. I wouldn't say immune, no." She shook her head. "But like, any mon worth their salt is gonna be strong enough to tank a few hits and turn a human into paste before you blink, you know? Yeah, they'll bleed, but like... unless you've got a really lucky shot, it's usually a...

Starr gave an impassive shrug. "Not much that humans can do to stand up to Pokemon either, if they feel like fucking shit up. Either way, we'd be using Pokemon to put a stop to it." Cities didn't start getting wiped off the map until after humans started screwing with the legends. Of course...

"Yeah, I don't have a fucking clue," Starr replied flatly, taking a long drink to wash down all the wing sauce. "Personally I'm more weirded out by the whole goddamn team being fictional. Shit's creepy." Was the boss a fictional character in Dave's world too? She didn't even want to know...

"Not like Cibus, no. You're not exactly gonna run into Zekrom at the grocery store back home," Starr said with a snort. It sure had taken a while to get used to that since moving to Destiny Village. "And yeah, we've got plenty of myths and stories and shit that isn't real, but the...

Well, that was one benefit to the whole worldjumping thing--no need to worry about keeping her friends' secrets when talking to someone from literally another goddamn universe who wouldn't even remember it anyway. "Yep," Starr replied with a dry laugh. "Sure was a fun surprise for me when I...

"They did," Starr replied simply. But that wasn't really how it had gone, was it? Ajia had given her about a million outs. "Well... it's more like, they're stuck with that mess either way. They didn't actually try to drag me into it or anything. But I'm not leaving them, so here we are."...

Starr let out an indifferent sigh. "Yeah, guess so." If that was all it was, it would've been easy. The previous nine months had been easy compared to all the Legendary bullshit that had sprung out of nowhere in the days before she'd been dragged to Cibus. "It's not like that's all I'm going...