o2 ✿ [voice/action for Violet]

[bellossoming]

...according to the contents in my bag, I'm a... breeder. What exactly am I to... breed?

[Yes, he's been here for three months and never figured this out.

And Kitora is seated on a bench somewhere near the pokécenter of Violet City, reading this Breeder's Handbook, again. His Gloom is napping next to him, curled up in a blanket. Kitora takes a moment to stare at his book, then his pokémon, and then he shudders. He can't even imagine it.]

Comments

[recklessmisstep.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you know, separate the two Pokemon you want to breed and let nature take it's course.

[vocal-gardens.livejournal.com]

...

That...

[That's awkward, bro.]

[recklessmisstep.livejournal.com]

Hey, you're the one that asked.

[vocal-gardens.livejournal.com]

I did... [He looks down, then back up.]

...but... do they... all... do...?

[He can't even look at his gear anymore, he's so embarrassed.]