"Not this time, apparently." An eyebrow quirks when seeing the grazing Mareep, Tuesday not bothering to conceal her own disappointment. With a frustrated sigh, she turns away from the Pokémon, for the sight of it brings annoying memories...

Memories of hunting for a Mareep. Memories of the Precipice Shrine. Memories of the princess' favour.

So much for that, right?

So much time spent for her little experiment to end up having such a boring result. The princess was gone, evil was supposedly defeated, and blah blah blah. It's a shame, she had grown to be rather fond of the shrine, but might as well move on to the next experiment...

What will that be?

Truthfully, Tuesday isn't sure just yet.

<'So, we don't have to fight ALL pokémon?'> The Eevee seems more chipper when asking this, and it's with little hops that it follows after its trainer.

Another disappointment.

Blitzle.

After her previous encounter with the small zebra Pokémon, Tuesday knows to call them that now. She also knows they're electric type and not the most chill Pokémon out there. It means there's a decision to make here.

She could make the Eevee fight it just for the hell of it, but that probably wouldn't go too well in the long run, would it?

"Come here." Without waiting for a response, Tuesday scoops up her nameless Pokémon, stepping out of the Blitzle's way and hoping they'll go unnoticed among the Steppes high spires...

"That'll do." Pointing at the gears that circle a spire not all that far from where she stands, Tuesday puts her nameless Eevee back on soft grass. She sees how the small vulpine Pokémon's ears twitch, its body tensing up when seeing its supposed opponent.

<'...I'm supposed to fight that?'>

"Yep. Now, listen...That's a steel type, meaning that among other things, it's weak to ground attacks. I want you to go out there and hit it with a SAND ATTACK. Everyone knows that's one of the best moves out here."

<'Oh, okay—... Wait, is it really?'>

The Eevee looks up at her, questioning, and in turn, Tuesday looks down upon it, her hands on her hips and an eyebrow quirked.

"Well, it brought down the big corruption monster in the Birchwild, so it better be. Now, go go go."

Unwilling to wait any longer, she urges the Eevee forward, watching as it attempts to sneak up on its first opponent ever. Will it be suited for stealth?

<'Tuesday! Tuesday! Did you see that? I totally beat it up!'> The Eevee is so excited after the short battle that it runs circles around her, its fluffy tail wagging as if it were a dog and not weird little fox. Wait... Maybe foxes also do that when they're happy. Mars isn't sure, he's more of a cat person.

"You sure did, bud. Nice going. Now let's catch these rusty gears and take them to the scrapyard. We got money to make."

<'That was kind of fun! Can I help you with the next one?'>

Ah, perhaps there is hope for this one yet...