unrepentantAuthor
A cat that writes stories.
Brisa stood stock-still, waiting. It wouldn't change anything. Get it over with.
Just please don't look at my face.
Just please don't look at my face.
"Hey. Somethin' up? You look like shit."
"So is it the kind of thing that'd be helped by talking, or by punching a wall?"
"I dunno. Suppose it's none of my business," Starr said casually, leaning back and letting her gaze wander across the room. "Sucks to drink alone though--figured I could spare you that much."
"Eh, kinda. I dunno what the culture's like where you're from, but where I'm from, a lot of Pokemon don't really bother with names when they're with a human. Species name works well enough when there's only one of 'em on a team."
Starr snorted. "Got me there. I'm not gonna pretend like I understood it, it's just what they always taught us." (...They were fine with it, right? They hadn't complained.)"Huh..." Curio took another sip. "I mean, if they're fine with not having any names, then it's no biggie. When I was a lil' Riolu back in the wild, names weren't that important, not even in our family. We'd know who was who by the tone of their voice. But when I entered the human world, so to speak, names just felt more important to me. Like it was a part of carving out my own path as my own Pokemon. If you were just called 'human' that would feel weird and kinda depersonalising, ironically enough."
Starr shrugged. "It's whatever. Seems like it's doing you some good, anyway." She paused for a bit, thinking. "So your world's got humans, huh. Seems like most Pokemon here had never seen one. One that wasn't transformed, that is.""Sorry, tell me if I need to cut down on all this pretentious crap."
"It's whatever. Seems like it's doing you some good, anyway." She paused for a bit, thinking. "So your world's got humans, huh. Seems like most of Pokemon here had never seen one. One that wasn't transformed, that is."
"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.""Yeah, I dunno what's up with that. On the one hand, it makes it a bit of a mind field to talk about human shit when not many people even know what you're yammering on about. On the other hand, it's kind of freeing when everyone else is a Pokemon, even the humans, so you don't have to worry about being othered for not being a human, or vice versa."
Starr blinked. Brisa was part human? Huh. Apparently that was something that was considered a big deal here, but other than that, she didn't really know what to make of that information. She barely knew anything at all about Brisa. (Other than the fact that the Shinx hated her guts. She was used to being hated, so that wouldn't have bothered her if not for... what she'd said...)"Though it makes me wonder whether humans actually existed here at some point and then just vanished, or if they never even existed and are basically myths in this world. By the sounds of it, there are a lot of interdimensional shenanigans with humans-turned-Pokemon though."
Curio winced at what she was about to say. Sorry, Brisa. "Brisa's dad was one of 'em."
Ugh. Starr didn't really want to think about that right now. She scrambled for some way to lighten the mood and then smirked. "Speaking of, where is your girlfriend anyway?"
"So let's hear it. What happened to mess you two up?"
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."Curio glugged half the glass' contents down. "And then... she... shocked me. Fuck." Ah, who was she kidding? She gulped the rest down. "It was the perfect cocktail of piss and shit for it to dredge up some awful, awful memories."
Oh. It was... an accident. Of course it was an accident. No one would fucking do something like that on purpose.Curio was swaying already from the alcohol, but through sheer force of will, she pulled herself together. "I told her as much that she couldn't have known it would do that to me. That, and she got carried away in the heat of the moment and the joy of it all."
Starr gripped the table so hard her claws dug into it slightly. "I guess kinda, yeah. It varies just like anything else. I've felt it. Probably hasn't hit me as hard since, y'know... it's new, so it didn't really shape who I am or anything."She scratched her head, trying to find something else to say. "Say, are the Pokemon back in your world just as battle hungry as we are? And do you share that hunger as well?"