TALL GRASS <FINNEGAN FJORD>

With a chubby little penguin waddling after him in a struggle to keep up with his long strides, Finn approaches the first 'Tall Grass' area that has drawn his attention: the Crater.

"OK. So the UI tells me you're 'Water-type.'" Cillian doesn't know much about Pokémon, so poor Finn is cursed to be equally clueless. "Are you gonna kick butt against all this fire and heat or are you gonna dry up or something?"

It's a serious question that the penguin answers with a chirp that Finn can't understand.

He hadn't turned on the setting to enable Pokémon speech, after all. Or he'd turned it off without realizing. Either way, whatever helpful information his starter Pokémon might be telling him is utterly and completely lost on him.

"Guess I'll learn through doing, then."

The Charmander is more nimble than Finn expects, dodging most of the spray and striking back with a swipe of its claws.  Finn's Piplup squawks in irritation as it stumbles back and puffs up.

"Try again. Water Gun."

But what Finn doesn't know is that Piplup are a proud species, and this one is feeling annoyed by perceived misguidance from its trainer. It waddles forth on unsteady legs to deliver a spiteful slap with its fin. A real pounding, if you will.

That's followed with a growl that's probably insulting, based on the Charmander's expression.

Water yet again proves largely ineffective compared to the earlier bitch-slap. Poor Finn; his lack of game knowledge is going to make him believe that Water isn't strong against Fire after all. The now drenched and thoroughly irate lizard takes another nasty swipe out of Emperor's hide.

"Gonna need you to hit it harder unless you want it to knock you out."

Emperor most definitely does not want that. He tries to let Finn know by looking back with an indignant chirp, but alas Finn continues to hear only annoyed penguin noises.

"Yeah, yeah, just do whatever works."

He opts for another Pound, because slaps are apparently supereffective against Charmander.

Finn's getting tired of this. It's ridiculous. He rolls his eyes.

"C'mon, I don't have all night."

He'd planned to just play an hour or two before heading off to bed; he had work in the morning and, y'know, a real life to attend to. Now this penguin vs lizard fiasco was eating into his precious time meant to be spent learning the game. All he'd learned so far was that his starter Pokémon kinda sucked.

Finn huffs, providing no assistance as the two creatures continued their battle.