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Curio sensed a bit of unseen baggage between the two. No shit, if Brisa was thinking about mercy killing the other, but even before that, they didn't seem to be on good terms. Here though, it was a different kind of reluctance mixed with a certain awkwardness. "Um, I'm not getting in the way, am...

"Alright, alright," she said in her dadliest voice. Was dadliest even a word? She was bad at this. "Do, um..." Curio didn't know what to suggest. "Do you wanna grab some grub now?" She wanted to stay there for a bit longer, but she didn't want to hold Brisa up.

"Jeeeez." Curio's eyes felt rather misty upon hearing what happened to Brisa. "I'm so sorry you went through that, that really sucks. I bet you're effing starving." She would've left it at that, then she processed exactly what Brisa said. "Wait, don't tell me you were really gonna off each...

Curio rubbed Brisa's back as she let it all out. Wow, she really wasn't expecting all the waterworks to flood out like this. Curio didn't join in herself, but she kept close to Brisa, not wanting to let go either. "Are you and Starr alright? What on earth happened to y'all?"

Brisa seemed torn. That Mimikyu didn't really help matters either, but-- Ah, screw it. Curio ran up to Brisa and wrapped her arms around her, squeezing her gently. "Thank god you're here."

After that episode with the Shade, Curio wandered around the Grass Continent for any sign of them. Having a brainslug of her own didn't seem like such a bad prospect at this point -- she just had to avoid getting possessed by one of them. But her efforts were fruitless as she found neither tail...

"Yeah, sure. I need somethin' to fill me up after these past few days of not eating much and drinking a lot." She turned to Skara as well. "Thanks, by the way." With that, Curio headed out of the square with Cynthian, forgetting the past worries of the slug incident.

“No problem, bud.” She looked around. The chaos was calming down a bit. “Now let’s blow this popsicle stand. Not before we get some icepops ourselves. You want some?”

Curio patted his back in the most dad-liest way possible. "I know exactly how ya feel. I went through some shit a few days ago and--" she sighed--"I never wanna experience that again. That feeling doesn't complete go away; it comes and goes in waves. But it's better now." "Sounds like a good...

"There you go, buddy." Curio extended a paw and gently pulled him up.

She didn't really know if Cynthian was the first one to get hit with those slugs, but she didn't care either. "Yeah, I could tell it dredged up some stuff in ya. That thing freakin' scared me as well, not gonna lie." "It doesn't matter. All I know is that thing was in you, and now it's gone...

Curio tried to keep herself awake as Cynthian fought off the infection. At last, that slug ejected itself from his body and Skara had caught it. Good riddance. Somehow, the sleeping powder was weaker than she expected; she had no trouble staying awake after that whole kerfuffle was over. She...

Curio quickly cottoned onto her radiant powers. They weren't they just to look cool; they were there to fight off the shadows. Her Radiant Fist caused Cynthian's infection to stop spreading for a moment, but they were covering him once more. If she didn't act fast, she'd have to do this all over...

Cynthian was coming down. Parts of that damned slug was still in him, but it was a step up from all the 'woe is me' talk. Now who did that remind her of? Curio kept her distance from him, but she still kept her arms out, letting him know she wasn't attacking for now. "Cynthian..." Crap, she...

Curio couldn't respond to that. Perhaps she overstepped her boundaries, but then again, it seemed like there was no reasoning with Cynthian in his state. He was spiralling, hard, just like she did. "No, you're not!" she said. "I never want to hear you say that about yourself; you're worth much...

Curio didn't have time to register the Grubbin's appearance (or how the Grubbin knew her name to begin with) before she realised the gravity of the situation they were in. "Yeah, on it!" She ran into the fray just as the possessed Cynthian shot that Solar Beam at the Grubbin. This was nuts...

Curio had slept off the hangover after a couple of days. She took that period to just let her mind and body process what was happening to her, without poisoning it with liquor this time. Even though she still didn’t reach a conclusion about herself, how she felt, or how she was going to get her...

Curio stumbled into the main square after sharing that steamed bun with Cynthian. She observed the team's chatter about rescuing Team Spice, whoever they were, and needing to assign themselves food-related names in order to go in the cave. What was it with this place and food-related names? It...

"Well, he humbled at some point, yeah. He didn't do a complete 180, still a bit insufferable in places, but a part of him wanted to make it up to us for all the shit he said. After what he went through, I kind of understood why, but never mind." "Hell yeah, I'd be down for that." Curio smiled...

"Well, last time I saw her, she was alive, so I can say that at least." "Oh, I would've preferred literally any other kind of Abra than him. He still talked a lot, but he would not shut the fuck up about how smart he was and how dumb all us wildlings were, just because he could count to ten...