Once again, little Suchi had been left to her own devices. Nadali came into her room earlier in the morning and said explained to her that she would be gone the entire day. Something about some sort of mission or something like that. Whatever - she didn't really care. Missions were the last thing on Suchi's mind. The child couldn't care less. In fact, the only thing that the seven-year-old could think about at the moment was what she was going to do to entertain herself next.

Today she had found herself settled in a corner of the pokemon training room. It was time for a change of pace. More often than not, the little girl would keep herself cooped up in the room she shared with her sister. One could only stay in one place so much until they started to feel trapped, so she had decided to move. Suchi's exploration of the Team Rocket Tower had taken her to the training room. It was empty when she got there, but that didn't seem to phase her. The next thing she knew, she was hunkered down in her corner all comfortable and cozy. Yes. This would do; it would do just nicely.

Grasped in her tiny little hand was a pokeball. Up and down. Up and down. Every once and a while, she would toss the ball up into the air, only to catch it and repeat the process again. This kept her mind focused on the time being and made her remember that she could have some company if she wanted to. All she needed to do was throw her pokeball and let out the behemoth of a pokemon that lay inside.