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Post by Altair Stavros on Jul 31, 2014 8:44:21 GMT -5
"You still can't go to your vacation to Kalos, sir. One of the breedings is still left unfinished and your grandfather would rather you finish these and next week's batch before you try going to Kalos again. He doesn't want any unfinished business left around in case you get lose in the Badlands again."
Altair's eyebrow twitched. "How... touching. And typical of dear grandfather."
Maria's lip twitched. "You would know, sir. He's your grandfather after all."
Altair resisted the urge to rub his forehead and merely sighed. "Might as well get this over with, then. A Stavros never leaves things unfinished, and I still have a lot of work ahead of me. Time to break out the mushrooms."
"Noted, sir." Maria left the room to get the mushrooms.
Once she was out of the room, Altair leaned back into his comfy cushy seat. He had to remember NOT to bring Wilbur next time. Damn Phanpy was such a prissy drama queen.
rescue breeding!
60 *BINACLE & **TENTACOOL
*Permission for breeding male by Team Steinhart **Permission for breeding female by Team Steinhart
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Jul 31, 2014 9:00:16 GMT -5
She had her “sponsor” to thank for tipping her off about a recent string of successful breeding requests, and knew that she had to drop by and pay him a visit sooner or later. But first, I have to pick up my future companions… she thought as she then made her way over to the now-familiar Gardens of Babylon; which was still hustling and bustling as always with its large amount of people rushing to and fro carrying either supplies, empty Incubators, and the like. She herself had two Incubators with her, because she had to be absolutely certain that they were coming back with her—that and she had no other business to keep her in the area as of the present time. “Well, time to get them…” she muttered as she then plunged into the mess of a “shop”, seeing the chaos break out on all levels. I like how quiet his place is, and… stuff… she thought as she fought through the jostling crowd and finally managed to wiggle her way forward to the counter.
“I’m here for the Heracross, and Eevee egg,” she began, setting the Incubators down on the counter’s surface. “I’ve already sent payment over to your boss here, so yeah, just here to get ‘em,” she continued, leaning against the place and just silently watching the spectacle go around. It would take some time, but her attention was caught some moments later, signifying that her incubators had been loaded with the requested eggs. “Once again, thanks for your business,” she said, hefting both Incubators into her hands and then walking through the crowd once more, before finally emerging out into the sunshine sometime later, glad to be free from all the noise and the crowd itself!
(claiming 1 Eevee and 1 Heracross egg, payment already given.)
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Jul 31, 2014 10:10:06 GMT -5
The crazy old coot in the trench coat was back. If he had a mustache to twirl, he would have already done so as he made his grand entrance into the place. Evidently, that reminded him to grow one and somehow hide its existence from his wife until it reached a glorious length that he could twirl. Such matters were important after all.
Of course, they weren't as important as fulfilling his goal. Just what was his goal this time by visiting this Altair person and his Gardens of Babylon? Why... take the Pineco egg he had especially prepared for his grandson, of course! His plots were still on-going, and the positive responses he was getting from his grandson were very promising. Now... he just had to give a Pineco to this blond guy in exchange for the newest part of his master plan to become the greatest gift-giver ever.
Though he was not Altair's usual black-coatedman, a young man in similar aattire would stroll in, holding a hefty sized wad of dots. As he made ir to the counter, he would slap them down on the table. "Rumor has it you've got some Eevee eggs. I'm willing to take one off your hands for fiddy. Deal?"
He was in town, luckily, due to that tournament. However, he had slept late that day, so it was towards later in the day that he had rolled out of bed and read his e-mails. The Golden Knight wasn’t necessarily very good with his e-mails, due to the fact that he spent much time out at sea, where there was not much signal for such kinds of things to begin with. But with the nagging of both his parents and his Pokemon, he had taken to the habit of checking them in the morning when he woke up, or, in this case, nearing the afternoon. But it was still a pleasing sight to see the breeding confirmation e-mail, so he left his lazy day behind and equipped the armor, put on the hood and the rest of his clothes, and strode by to the Gardens of Babylon.
Arriving at the front desk, he smiled to the receptionist. ”Greetings, my name is William Rosenbach. I ordered a breeding for a Binacle Egg – I came to pick up the egg and pay the agreed upon 15 Dots.”
Post by Altair Stavros on Aug 3, 2014 9:23:58 GMT -5
Red eyes peered at the woman clutching a clipboard with a lot of papers with amusement. "Are the pokemon for this week's breeding ready, Maria?"
"Yes sir." Maria affirmed with a smile. "They are ready to begin the 'magic' as you refer to it.
Altair nodded and set down his pen. "And the name of the breeding room? It's been a few weeks since I've asked."
Maria's smile turned a bit strained. "Polls are still on-going sir. We are extending it in hopes that a less ridiculous name would be suggested than what it currently in the lead."
Altair was afraid to ask, but he had to. Call it morbid curiosity. "...and what is it?"
Maria's smile turned even more strained as she started to sweat a bit. "...Well. Sir. It's a close battle between Stripper Candyland and Perverse Delights of Pokemon."
Altair could only twitch. Horribly.
breeding!
61 *SNOVER & **QUILLADIN
*Permission for breeding male by self **Permission for breeding female by Zernebog
62 *SKRELP & **INKAY
*Permission for breeding male by Zernebog **Permission for breeding female by self
Post by Altair Stavros on Aug 4, 2014 15:52:33 GMT -5
One of the breedings had failed. Altair could admit to himself that he was sort of a perfectionist, so obviously he could not allow that fact to stand. That was why he was back in front of the door leading to the unnamed breeding room with the mushrooms of (forced) love in hand.
Of course, that wasn't the only thing on the agenda today. He also had another breeding to do, though he was having second thoughts about doing it since the breeding request was done anonymously and had no return address. It was as if the person didn't want any eggs from the breeding. It was weird and kind of creepy, really, but his grandfather told him that refusing requests wasn't part of the motto here so he had no choice.
Hopefully this didn't blow up in his face.
breeding!
62 *DWEBBLE & **PINECO
*Permission for breeding male by Io from the grave **Permission for breeding female by self
63 *SKRELP & **INKAY
*Permission for breeding male by Zernebog **Permission for breeding female by self Using a Romantic Mush for this breeding
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Aug 6, 2014 2:47:38 GMT -5
The old woman sighed as she walked up the steps towards the breeding place called Gardens of Babylon. Her husband had been found around there, quietly stalking and surveying the area and creeping the people out, forcing the authorities to arrest him and call her to Unova of all places.
Sigh. Sometimes her husband was much too overzealous for his own good. Why, if she didn't keep an eye on him then who knows what he would do in the name of his goal. Romanov men were all alike.
She frowned. Now that she thought about it, her daughter and grandson were just like him. It would figure that they would both inherit the most annoying part of her husband's genes.
Sigh. She can't do anything about that though. Now all she had to do was pick up the Inkay egg that she had ordered from the place for 25 dots (hey, her husband wasn't the only one exploiting this new link) and go to the police station to scream at her husband for his overtness.
Finally, the last Egg in the large order was in. With a beat to his step, the Golden Knight moved towards The Gardens of Babylon, ready to put forth his last bit of money he had scrunched up for the situation. It was an interesting turn of events – not too long ago, he had been informed that Steinhart was going to disband. It was perhaps sudden change of things, but he decided that it would be up to others to decide how that would play out. In all honesty, he had never been very close to those of Steinhart, something he sadly lamented, but did not hurt him much. Still, he kept his unity with Mr. Altair, considering their Breeding arrangement. It was, perhaps, a very fortunate situation.
So it was with said thoughts in his mind, and a happy smile on his face, that the Golden Knight entered the stablishment, golden eyes seeking his purpose and prize. Approaching the counter, he said what seemed to be common to him by now: ”Yes, it is me again. William – I came to pick up my Chespin Egg, which was the last of my Breeding needs for this one order. My thanks, once again – here are the agreed upon 50Dots.”
Post by Altair Stavros on Aug 12, 2014 2:51:32 GMT -5
Altair sighed in relief. Apparently this was a slow week. This would allow him to leave the work to others while he toured Kalos again. Hopefully he wouldn't get lost this time, because that would be so annoying. He would also have to remember to never bring Wilbur to those places again or else he might go crazy.
"Maria, make sure that the breeding gets done when I get back, alright?" Altair remarked to the secretary with an easy grin.
"Yes sir. Do you have any other orders before you go to Kalos?" Maria asked politely.
"Yes. Keep me updated on the other things going on in here while I'm gone. I don't trust my cousin to keep this place running in tip-top shape while I'm gone."
Maria giggled. "Yes sir. I'll see to that after I finish with the breeding of the week."
breeding!
64 *DWEBBLE & **HERACROSS
*Permission for breeding male by self **Permission for breeding female by self