After hours of having to tweak modded gear and troubleshoot stupid glitches from UNOVR’s system not being technically set-up for streaming and screen capturing, Vincent groaned as he had to give up on his streaming desires for now and solely shift to recording what he could to create content videos of UNOVR. Would he get in trouble? Mayhaps, but that was business, baby. There was a huge drought in content and was he the bad guy if he wanted to fill it? Not in his own eyes.

After logging back in for the night, he saw Tuesday’s answer and quickly used the money that he had left to upgrade his equipment to attempt an edge over the cat-eared girlie. It’d feel so good if he could demolish her in a battle, especially if she’d been playing for a while like he expected her.

" Did I say anything about Wednesday fighting you? " He quickly grabbed onto his support pokemon, cooing her back down into his embrace with a silly little smile, knowing that Tuesday would catch the little reference to name that Vincent found very clever. With a little nudge, Serena woke from her tiny little fox nap and rose to her feet ready for battle.

As the shimmering serpent danced its way onto the battlefield, Vincent’s eyes widened while he muttered a curse word under his breath. If she had a Dragonair already, Tuesday was either one lucky trainer or she was well-versed in the game. From his research, it was one of two extremely rare pokemon that could be found within the game as of yet.

' Well, shit. ' Vincent was never one to give up but this might have to use more strategy and smarts than the brute force he was hoping to use to overpower her. "Stay nimble, Serena. " He called out as the flecks of scarlet fire began to build while his Fennekin moved along the battlefield, a quick look back would be enough of an answer to Vincent that Serena was absolutely ready.

While the Dragonair shake, rattled, and rolled her way to begin the battle, Vincent couldn’t help but get a whiff of the acrid smelling poison being released from the serpent’s mouth and immediately he had to cover his nose from the smell.

" You’re battling Serena, not me, Tuesday! That fucking stinks! " Vincent yelled through a coughing fit, annoyed as he shuffled his way out of the putrid stench.

Serena did her best to dodge what she could until a thick glob of poison splashed against her chest soaking her fur coat with a lavender poison singeing some of the hairs off her chest. In immediately retaliation, Serena's flickering sparks grew against her body as the temperature of the room grew slightly. The Fennekin with a fiery trail, sprinted to the dragon and attempted to press her flaming paws deep into the beautiful sapphire scales of the Dragonair's lithe frame.

FENNEKIN TAKES 50 POISON DAMAGE FROM ORN.
FENNEKIN USES FLAME CHARGE (3X) AGAINST ORN FOR 63 FIRE DAMAGE.

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TOTAL DAMAGE DEALT: 63 TO DRAGONAIR

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SERENA FENNEKIN (120/200 HP) Active
Damaged by (DRAGONAIR) for (50 HP)
Damaged by (ATTACKING) for (30 HP)
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Vincent was still learning the nuances of UNOVR but the one thing he had noticed is that being the KINDLER had some aesthetic flavorful flare with sparks and embers following in his wake. He couldn’t be sure but in watching Tuesday and the way she moved with golden footprints amongst the arena’s floor, he had to assume she had something special about her as well.

The more he learned about the kitty-eared feline, the more Vincent was curiouser and curiouser on who she was exactly in this grand scheme of it all. Even as rancid acid flavors turned sweet and then finally into a sweetness that began the start of a headache, Vincent felt like he was well over his head taunting the woman into a battle. He’d perhaps learn one day but today was not going to be it.

" Bad smells and what your fucking serpent is reeking of are entirely different categories Of course you’d have to go find the one Dragonair that smells like a mixture of piss, decay, and florals. “ He huffed in anger, holding his nose shut for the rest of the battle hoping it might help him to concentrate.

And that’s when he sees it, the thick, putrid violet liquid coating the scales of her body as both Serena and Vincent watched as she healed herself entirely of the damage done in a mere second.

This would seem to be game, set, and match.

" Fuck. " He muttered, Tuesday was absolutely diabolical to let him lose a match like this. It was as though she was purposefully trying to embarrass him.

" Try again, Serena. Focus on the Flame wheel. " The Fennekin huffed up flames from her nostrils as she nosedived into a spinning sphere and attempted to slam herself hard right into the toxic skin, hoping to finally do more damage than Orn could actually heal for.

FENNEKIN USES FLAME CHARGE (3X) ON ORN DEALING 79 FIRE DAMAGE

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TOTAL DAMAGE DEALT: 79 TO DRAGONAIR

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SERENA FENNEKIN (90/200 HP) Active
Damaged by (DRAGONAIR) for (0 HP)
Damaged by (ATTACKING) for (30 HP)

This battle made two things entire evident to Vincent: the gap between Tuesday and Vincent was immense and Tuesday was the type of person to make that clear at every opportunity.

Serena was a spitfire, as ferocious as she was agile but this wasn't something she could simply manifest or will herself to success. Ultimately, this dang dragonair could and would continue to heal itself and Vincent had absolutely nothing he could do about it. The helplessness rattled inside Vincent's bones as he looked over at Tuesday with sheer disgust as his hands shook from both embarrassment and rage. She was doing this on purpose and probably was thrilled to watch him look like an absolute idiot.

"I surrender." The words filled with vitriol, anger and resentment nipping at the consonants as he quickly moved forward and called Serena back, the wily Fennekin had her feet sparking with flames until Vincent called her name using a voice he attempted to fill with authority.

They would beat Tuesday one day, today just wasn't it.

"We're going to remember this and we'll find you again, Tuesday. Mark my words." She was as brilliant as she was diabolical and there was only a piece of that he admired, the rest he wanted to crush this damn kitty girl into the ground with his thumb.

Now, he had a personal vendetta to train for.

VINCENT SURRENDERS.

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SERENA FENNEKIN (90/200 HP) Active
Damaged by (DRAGONAIR) for (0 HP)
Damaged by (ATTACKING) for (0 HP)