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It seemed like there was more to look forward to every day. It almost made the departure of the posse bearable to consider. It absolutely made the future seem worth waiting for. Luz reached forward and firmly gripped Lexx's paw. Good. A good shake felt right. "You an' me both," she said, with...

Luz scoffed, smiling. "We got gods know how long t'do whatever we fancy. Wouldn't mind spendin' some of that time on this. Y'ain't terrible company, so the idea of workin' with ya, even if it meant pullin' back on dungeon jobs..." She hummed. Being a hero... She'd always felt inexorably...

Luz smiled again, less bright, but warmer. "Huh. Well, I hope that works out fer ya, since yer interest is clearly more substantial than I reckoned. And hey, if you ever want someone to run an idea by or talk shop, I'm always available. A considerable fascination with combat from a viewin'...

Luz nodded, stroking her chin. "Y'know, they may not have trainers here, but Brisa's been gettin' by in part on combat tuition. There's a market fer combat trainin', an' fer analysis of professional fightin', both in sport and in Guild business. I don't know that that's of more interest t'you...

Luz nodded appreciatively. It did suit him. "Yeah, I wanted a spark of individuality myself. That's the silver-blue thing I got goin' on. Not really a Brisa thing or a Wanderin' Light thing. Just me. The body's obviously from my namesake, an' the other bits an' pieces are from Brisa. An' now I...

Luz raised an eyebrow. Everything, huh? "Why do I get the feelin' that's exactly what yer source would say?" She drummed the digits of one paw on her temple. "Y'sure took yer time selectin' a form to take, so yer not entirely indifferent. Nice choice, by the way. Very slick." She smirked...

Luz waved a paw vaguely in a non-committal way. "I guess some of us have been tryin' t'be what they remember bein'. I sure have. But you must've been apprised of Soul, fer instance? Lit'rally nothin' to go on, consumed by angst about what t'choose t'be. You might not've wasted effort tryin' to...

Luz grinned. "Yeah, I kinda get that. I got memories of bein' strong enough to stop a storm front, solo, an' here I am without half the strength of a reg'lar 'mon. Say, yer in a pretty unique position, as shades go. Ain'tcha? The only former human, as I understand it. What's that like?"

Luz chuckled. "The scientific applications of everythin' are foremost on yer mind as always, huh, fella? I've been wonderin' about that, actually. You learn anythin' much yet about us? Our kind, I mean. Ultra Shades, familiars, Void Eternas, or whathaveyou. You'd be the first one t'know if there...

Usually when Luz swung by the library for something to occupy her nights, there was a decent chance she'd spot Lexx. Happened almost every third time, in fact. She'd give him a wave and he'd return a little nod and a smirk, and she'd ponder means of motivating him to get into a tussle of some...

Luz nodded, grinning. "I like the sound of her too. I just hope everythin' works out alright, y'know?" She tapped her claws on her chin, making tiny little dull sounds, of firmed-up ectoplasm, and not keratin. "I figure I'll change too, over time. That's what livin' even is, maybe. But hey. I'm...

"No idea what I'd be like without the inborn 'legacy'," mused Luz. "I like t'think I chose it while I was gestatin'. But who knows? You're probably right in that shades with some kinda aspiration or predetermined traits'd have an easier time just havin' an identity. And now this eternatus...

"Yeah. Means the things I care about bein' are the things that Luz Escarpa was said to be. Strong, brave, bold, fightin' fer what's right. And entirely charmin', of course~" She flashed her widest, brightest smile at Soul. She'd be lying if she pretended not to get a kick out of being liked...

Luz nodded. "Identity ain't somethin' fixed at creation anyway. I realised recently that I've got less t'do with the actual Luz Escarpa than I do with Brisa, an' what Brisa imagined herself t'be when she were young. That realisation... I'd say jus' bein' aware of it makes me a li'l different...

Luz felt what she imagined would show as a blush on a body other than her own. She put a paw to her cheek. "Darlin', yer too sweet by half," she admonished. "I sure ain't unbreakable, and I got concerns aplenty now that I've had a hot second to live and be, but I reckon I'm still that gal...

"An' that's a good thing, ain't it?" Luz leaned back again. "I do remember back then, yeah. I remember bein' all jumped up thinkin' I was invincible and everythin' would always work out. Then I buckled the second somethin' went really wrong fer me fer th'first time. Sounds like you're buildin'...

"Well, now, I didn't mean it like that," said Luz, hurriedly. "I'm awful sorry, darlin'." Luz stood up from her slouch and spread her paws in entreaty. "What I mean to say is, yer relationship with this revelation is yer own. It ain't inevitable jus' 'cause of bein' a shade, and other shades...

"I'm fond of that fella," replied Luz, with a faint smile. "Ain't got a miserly nor malevolent bone in his body. Nor any bones. Like us." She sighed. "Look, I've spent half my existence worryin' 'bout my existence. An' I recently went to Spirit's Edge with Buffet an' Cal to meet my namesake...

Luz shrugged. "It sure is pretty peculiar t'not have any clue what to expect from our kind's continued existence. If this is the first time in Creation that bein's like us've come to exist, nobody may know. I could choose t'find that special, or excitin', or an adventure, I guess? Or I could let...

Luz sometimes liked to wander the Guild study or the library waiting for a book to catch her eye, or just to appreciate the feeling of endless knowledge and creation, enouh to fill an indefinite lifespan, if she turned out to have one. Sometimes that meant bumping into a Spectrum friend. So...