[ti]spawn[/ti]'O Child of War

She has no Pokémon with her. Not this time. It's just Tuesday and her spear hunting for dragons and steel terrors alike. Yes, they're one literal click away if she were to need them, but she tells herself it won't come to that.

It can't.

She needs to do this on her own.

That's the goal, after all: to be able to always fight without relying on the help of Pokémon. A goal many would say defeats the purpose of the Pokémon franchise, but when has Tuesday been one to care for what other people think is right? As always, she does whatever the hell she wants.

She gestures with her left hand, palm up to summon her UI, and after a few clicks with her right, a leatherbound notebook and a pencil appear in her open hand — Tuesday's journal.

In this journal of hers, Tuesday takes notes, considering every possible upgrade that she could make to this armour prototype of hers.

A better smithy would do wonders...

Of course, even Tuesday can't have everything she wants... or can she?

It will likely be a very long walk. A walk perhaps too long to be wearing such heavy gear. Is that something she should fix? But, how can she make sure the armour is durable while also being light and easy to move in?

Those are more things to consider. More things to put to the test.

She gives her spear a spin, testing what it feels like to wield it while armoured. She jabs the air once, she jabs the air twice, and then she decides that in the spirit of the Roman pilum, the immovable spear might be better off as a javelin... If she manages to perfect her throwing aim, that is. It's generally pretty good, but throwing a spear is just a different beast.

Still... Throwing it at an opponent, giving the command to for it to become immovable, and then charging in with a Honedge in hand? How's that for strategy! Of course, there's still the matter of acquiring said Honedge, but Tuesday is working on it.

At least she had managed to throw the spear far enough, right? She had only been off by a few metres, so there's that. It'll take some work, but she'll get there, and then, once she's finally an armourer, Tuesday and her Pokémon will be unstoppable.

That's the goal.

That's always the goal.

When taking the spear back, she inspects it for damage and looks around, searching for a new target.

Yet again, she walks to grab her spear, which wouldn't be a big deal if this armour weren't so damn heavy. Tuesday is sure that if she were to just leave the spear there, it would eventually return to her inventory, but walking does help her get used to this new gear.

Could probably also do something about mobility, though... She thinks. Being able to be agile in combat is always good, isn't it?

Improve the armour. Improve her spear throwing technique. What else? Maybe another weapon... something small to wield in close combat if needed. If she doesn't have the spear with her, no Honedge, and not even Ancile.

A dagger, maybe? A short sword? She does have that Moltres egg shard still.

Ideas fill Tuesday's mind while she wanders through the plains, a slight smirk tugging at her lips.