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The egg was formed in an appropriate amount of time. Excellent.
Adela arrived a tad later than imagined - three days later, actually - but arrived nonetheless, the bills in hand as she entered the establishment. Simply dropping the money on the counter, she inquired as to the location of her egg and took it with her, slotting it into the messenger bag she had brought with her, pre-padded for the trip back to her hotel where she would move this very special egg into a safer container.
Post by Brook Styles on Jun 1, 2014 20:48:47 GMT -5
Brook scrolled through the G.E.S. listing until he found the breeder who had the Pokemon he was looking for. He wrote up a quick email to Altair Stavros.
"Hello Mr. Stavros. I would like to request a breeding with your Amaura. Who you breed it with doesn't matter to me. The league will pay for the breeding. Thank you for your time and services. - Brook Styles."
Post by Altair Stavros on Jun 2, 2014 20:56:49 GMT -5
"Well isn't a certain someone popular these days~?"
Altair chuckled as he turned off his intercom, having heard enough from the customer at the counter that he knew what he needed to do. It was time for him to dust off his breeding chops yet again. It gave him something to do, at least.
Which reminded him, perhaps he needed to start getting out more and doing things that weren't work again. He was starting to get a little stir-crazy, it seemed. Maybe soon, once he had someone permanent to watch over his grandfather's breeding place. He loved the man dearly, but he really needed another (younger) set of hands to help run the place while he was off gallivanting like he should be.
"I wonder if I would need to be formal about a vacation request...." Altair mused to himself as he took out Grantaire's pokeball and began to head out towards the breeding room, blatantly ignoring the aid who was going to tell him something, probably about what he had heard downstairs.
His cousin really should stop trolling the aids by not telling them that he could hear the requests just fine with the intercom. It would save them a lot of trouble.
Post by Brook Styles on Jun 3, 2014 19:01:09 GMT -5
It hadn't taken Brook long to find Altair Stavros' place. He walked in and held a envelope in his hand. He placed the envelope of money on the counter and asked for the location of the egg. Brook picked up the egg gently and nodded before taking his leave. Inside the envelope was a payment and a small thank you letter.
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Jun 6, 2014 3:00:52 GMT -5
A mysterious black haired woman along with her Garchomp arrived at the breeder's place. Her red eyes were cold and utterly dispassionate as she walked in without bothering to knock. She already knew that the place was given a security upgrade according to League files, so the aforementioned system should take care of announcing her presence for her.
Her abrupt entry shocked the current cashier into nearly falling out of his chair, but he was too frozen by the look in the woman's eyes to say a single word.
Just the way the woman liked it.
She quickly walked to the cashier and extracted an envelope containing 70 dots and then a second envelope with 50 dots.
"You there." There was a hint of a rough, husky accent coloring her tone, making the cashier blink as she raised the first envelope. "These are the payments for the latest Amaura breeding this establishment did, courtesy of the League."
Not giving the cashier a chance to talk, she raised the second envelope. "And this is the payment for the rare tax of both breedings, courtesy of a certain private benefactor associated with the League."
She placed them both on the counter. "Here. Make sure to file them correctly." With that, she just up and left.
Post by Altair Stavros on Jun 8, 2014 20:57:50 GMT -5
One new message from Zernebog Romanov!
"Oh, another message from the shady white haired guy, boss!" Altair's assistant chimed as he walked inside the room. "...okay, it feels weird to call a white haired guy shady. But whatever. He says that he wants to have a breeding done. Something about a Pidgey and a Murkrow he just bought off of someone."
Altair raised his eyebrow. That was the first he had heard from his benefactor in a while. Just what was the man doing that got him so busy that he didn't even answer the customary phone calls about renewing the contract per month? Oh well, it wasn't his business to pry. The man looked like he didn't like nosy snoops and ate snoops from breakfast with nails on the side, so he was better off not asking and letting the man tell him himself whenever he wanted.
"Did he send in the Murkrow in question?" Altair asked after a few moments.
"Yep! Prompt as usual." The assistant nodded. "No delays unlike some other people I could name. Heh."
Altair chucked as he put down his pen and stood up from his seat. "Good. Prepare the breeding room then. Time to get to working again."
"Aye aye, sir~!" The assistant gave him a sloppy salute before turning around and leaving.
Using a gender-bending candy on Pidgey to turn her male. Used 4/5 candies as of this post.
Transactions: Zernebog: 792 - 20(rare tax from previous Amaura breeding that I forgot to pay the tax from since the price wasn't listed okay) - 30 (rare tax from current Amaura breeding) = 742
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Jun 9, 2014 1:32:33 GMT -5
One new message for Zernebog Romanov!
Zernebog looked at his phone and grinned when he saw that there was one new text message in it. Carefully, he opened the message and read it. It didn't take him long to see that the blond man had just finished with his breeding request. He just placed the order a few days ago. Now that was fast service!
"Time to tell him what his payment is." Zernebog chuckled to himself as he stood up from the bench he had been resting on in the pokemon center. He shot the man another text telling him that his payment was the Murkrow female that was used for the breeding.
Once that was done, he walked to the nearest PC and began to hash out the finalizing details that would give Altair ownership of the Murkrow he had used to breed with. He had no intentions of keeping more than one pokemon unless they had separate evolution lines or something, so he might as well give the Murkrow away to a place where she would be cared for.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Jun 12, 2014 2:59:07 GMT -5
Wondering what she was getting herself into by acquiring another Murkrow, she then decided to let the first one she’d gotten go to the Bank so that there was a range of choices for whoever wanted to borrow anything in the near foreseeable future. Anyways, back to the little thing that she wanted to do. She’d been tipped off by a certain “pretty boy” that there was a one-of-a-kind Murkrow breeding that had happened just recently, plus he’d spring for the payment of the purchase as well; so that was just fine and dandy. That, plus I assume he wanted to get me something but totally forgot to since it was my birthday and all that… she thought with a greedy leer on her face as she found herself outside Altair’s ranch yet again; but this time she was here with a sense of purpose. Seeing that there were some people milling around, she then maneuvered her way around them and then found her way to the forefront at the cash register. “Uhh, excuse me,” she said, looking over at the attendant that was behind the counter.
“I’m here to pick up one of those eggs from the Murkrow breeding. Payment would be coming in quite shortly from the guy in Unova who told me about it, please and thank you,” she continued in a quiet manner, looking this way and that to see that there were people milling around the area; trying to jostle forward and get their orders in… apparently this guy was going for a paramount only known to breeders in their circle. Damnit I better get the poor pretty boy some business as well, that would suck if he didn’t get anything at all… she thought as she then decided to send him a text and ask him for some ‘calling cards’ that she could distribute to the general public in the near future when she started her Kalos leg of the journey!
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Jun 13, 2014 5:32:38 GMT -5
(assuming that this is a different day now)
After some mysterious bargaining, Izumi here had managed to get her hands on one of those so-called “gender-bending” candies and had fed it to her Marshtomp, and it sure appreciated the treat. Well, it may not appreciate being a female now, but who knows? She thought to herself as she then went back to Altair’s ranch again, this time at the request of a fellow member of a certain organization that she was also a member of (but was not letting anyone else know, at present time) was looking for a female member of the Mudkip line to use for something that they wanted. Thankfully, Yuya had adapted quite well; it was Draken that had gotten the shock of its life when the Garchomp saw that its partner-in-crime had now switched genders! Shelving that mental image, she then walked up to the counter and then rang the bell, since apparently nobody was behind the register this time around. She then placed Yuya’s Pokeball on the counter, and then looked around, wondering if there was someone that would appear.
After the third ring or so, an attendant came shuffling out of the back, and then she began the short speech she’d prepared. “Someone wants a Mudkip, and the details have already been ironed out, so please make sure that this breeding attempt goes off without a hitch. They’ve already been notified and I am giving them permission to use my Marshtomp as its partner, since they want a Mudkip with certain moves and such. Please take care of Yuya… and don’t let hi—her, see any member of the Charmander family line; h—she has a history of trauma against those fearsome ‘mons. Thank you,” she said in the flustered attendant’s direction; watching as they scooped up the Marshtomp’s Pokeball and shuffled off to the back… where all the actual “breeding” happened.
Giving permission to use my female Marshtomp to breed with Altair’s male Corsola.
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TAGGED: Different day, different reason for being here. Yeah.
Post by Altair Stavros on Jun 13, 2014 23:46:50 GMT -5
Once the girl had left behind her pokeball, the attendant sighed in relief. Sheesh. These people were getting more and more long-winded by the day. Or at least it seemed that way. Have they never heard of paper and a pen or a print-out or even an email? Thank Zekrom she was taking down notes or else she would have forgotten just what she had to do.
With a sigh, she pressed the intercom button on her desk and buzzed Altair from his office. "Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt whatever you're doing but you have another job to do this week. There is someone who wants to breed her Marshtomp with your Corsola. A girl named Izumi Yamamura. She has two potential beneficiaries from the breeding. And yes sir, she left the Marshtomp pokeball here."
The intercom was quiet for a moment before it crackled to life. "Alright, Jane. Bring the Marshtomp to the breeding room." There was a pause before he added something else. "And make a note that we need to rename the breeding to something more... exciting. Just the breeding room sounds so boring."
The attendant giggled. "Yes Mr. Stavros. Will do."
"Thank you, Jane." The intercom crackled again. "See you in five."
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Jun 14, 2014 5:27:00 GMT -5
To Whom It May Concern,
Happy tidings, everyone! If you have received this letter, then I, Altair Stavros, have received your request for an egg. By the time that this email has been delivered to your computers, your payments have already been confirmed and the eggs you have ordered are on the way to the addresses you have sent as we speak.
Thank you for your patronage. I sincerely hope we do business again soon.
Sincerely,
Altair Stavros
The mysterious figure grinned as he took out the egg from the transporter. Technology was such a wonderful thing. Now all he needed was time before his goals could come to fruition, and it was all because of this egg.
Soon... he will have that man to his knees because of his special Mudkip. Now all that needed to happen was to make sure that the Mudkip didn't get lost on the way to his new master.
Before he did that though, he remembered to double-check his payment to the breeder before going on his merry way.
Paying Altair with a Stunky and a Volbeat bought from Amber
Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jun 14, 2014 6:17:59 GMT -5
Having gotten call about the new mudkip breed from the trainer she had provided the gender bender candy to, Yumi was quick to rush over to the breeding place. Despite it being possible for them to be sent through the PC system, Yumi prefared to pick them up and buy them in person, but that was just a personal preferance