"Okaaay, so... I think that way." Tuesday declares, pointing northwards, but then she looks down and quickly comes to terms with the dilemma of this whole climbing-onto-a-spire situation. "...Orm, help me down."

It's not a request. She's not asking the Dragonair to do this for her.

<'Say please.'> Orm teases.

"No. I swear I'll toss you in the nearest shrine."

<'Ha. You wouldn't. Come on, let's go.'>

Allowing his trainer onto the saddle on his back, the Dragonair easily descends from the spire, floating down in a graceful motion until hovering over the Steppes' tall grass. Then, he slithers forward. Northwards.

What's next?

A hand at her brow shields her gaze from the sunlight overhead, and watching the blades of grass, Tuesday searches for movement. Where, oh where, could that dragon be? Is her little tiara trick not working anymore? Gods, she really needs to get rid of this damn tiara soon...

Maybe she should just toss it in the air and hope for the best. Or, maybe not.

<'There's something over there.'> Orm derails her train of thought, making a 70° turn as his huge serpentine body slithers over the grass. What is this now? Northwest? Whatever it is, there's obviously a Pokémon up ahead.

"Hey!" Meeting other players who happen to be on the hunt is not a rarity, much less when Ash has offered sweet Bytes as compensation for whoever brings her steel types. Tuesday has never minded the company and it's with a smile that she greets Taylor before turning her attention to her Pokémon

A Dratini.

Ah, that brings back memories.

"Don't sweat it." Tuesday chuckles, her tufted tail lightly swaying once. "All yours, Orm."

Patting the Dragonair's side, she jumps down onto the ground, just in time to watch as droplets of water collect on sapphire scales, coating them for Orm to strike the Klink with a swift AQUA TAIL.

Tuesday turns her attention back to Taylor then.

"I'm Tuesday, by the way." She smiles. "Catching some steel types for Ash?"

Call it an educated guess, if anything.

"Ha. Thanks, yours is nice too!" The Alchemist smiles. Tuesday happens to be quite proud of her IGN, but now is not the time or the place to explain the reasoning behind such a name. There are other matters that take priority! Such as, for example, the sweet payday that is this Klink.

"Yeah, we've been searching the Steppes a lot as of late. Orm is good help." Tuesday pats the dragon's side, who having just literally smacked the Klink into unconsciousness, is now gracefully coiled up, standing on the top third of his body to stare down at Taylor's Dratini. At the praise, he smirks. "Mushu like from Mulan? That pretty cute."

A Golden Pokéball is brought out of her pocket then; they can each get a copy of the Klink, so hey, everybody benefits!

"Thanks for the assist, by the way." She adds, making sure to catch her share.

Unsurprisingly enough, the Disney movie Tuesday is most familiar with is of course Hercules, and ridden with errors as it may be, she will always say it's her favourite — as far as Disney movies go, that is. After all, IRL one of his cats is named El Dorado, of all things (although that too have to do with the story behind it).

"Oh, nice. Love myself a naming theme. 'Orm' comes from A Wizard of Earthsea, totally foundational to the fantasy genre as we know it. Plus, Ursula K. Le Guin was a badass." She really was, look it up. And sure, the foundational thing is mostly attributed to Lord of The Rings, but anything that goes on about teenage wizards and dragons definitely has some sort of Earthsea influence. "It's also totally because it sounds like 'worm', but shhhhh don't tell him that."

Tuesday smirks at Taylor, well aware that Orm can definitely hear her. He gives her a look that almost says 'Really? This again?', but instead of replying, his attention turns to the Dratini before him. It's his tail that moves then, all to lightly pat Mushu's head.

<'You gotta grow up some more.'>

Or evolve, really.

At Taylor's question, Tuesday's head tilts, retrieving the golden pokéball and sending the Klink to the confines of her storage.

"Go ahead! You earned that one."

"Right?!" She laughed. "I just can't bring myself to not follow a theme! Always have done in every game - all the way back to Yellow." She snapped her fingers when Tuesday explained the origin of Orm's name and bounced slightly on the spot in excitement. "Yes! That's it!" She exclaimed, nodding along enthusiastically. "The Earthsea series was my shit as a kid! God, I need to reread it!" Surely it was still on her bookshelf somewhere. The final comment had her laughing again, particularly at the expression on Orm's face. "Oh, he must just love that!" The Dragonair's expression really did speak for itself.

Mushu, for his part, was completely ignoring the two trainers. His entire focus was on Orm, waiting on tenterhooks for his reply. When it came, he nodded quickly. <I can do that!> He insisted, feeling an intense need to make sure the Dragonair believed him. <I'll grow up so fast! I'm gonna be as long as you by the time I see you next - for sure!> He had no idea really how he was supposed to grow up, but the how could follow later. <When I do, will you show me how to hit super hard like you did?> He... clearly didn't understand how growing up, evolving and becoming more powerful worked.