- Pronoun
- she/her
Dave nodded slowly to Gerome, accepting the free drinks. "Well, sure, every fictional superhero is convinced they can best protect their loved ones by leaving them in the dark while they go off and nobly get themselves killed. Never seems to work out all that well for them, though." "We're going to go and torch all the bad guys!"
He listened to Brisa speak as he sipped his drink, his grip tight on the glass. "What a fucking mess. He gets summoned and fails, so Starr gets summoned and fails, so Betel summons a couple dozen people. We'd better pull this off before this ridiculous fucking daisy-chain gets any longer." He shook his head, glancing back at Gerome and then at Brisa. "Who exactly was after Stranger, anyway? I heard you mentioned something about him having some sort of rivalry going with that Greninja, Matthias?"
He listened to Brisa speak as he sipped his drink, his grip tight on the glass. "What a fucking mess. He gets summoned and fails, so Starr gets summoned and fails, so Betel summons a couple dozen people. We'd better pull this off before this ridiculous fucking daisy-chain gets any longer." He shook his head, glancing back at Gerome and then at Brisa. "Who exactly was after Stranger, anyway? I heard you mentioned something about him having some sort of rivalry going with that Greninja, Matthias?"