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 Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 5:21 pm
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Mr. Salvatore smiled as Gale the Pidgeot appeared, the entire class murmuring with surprise and awe. In most regions a Pidgeot wouldn't receive such a reaction but here in Paldea, where the Pidgey line was not found in the wild, it was a rare treat. "What a beautiful ptak! Such wonderful plumage! For us native Paldeans this is a rare sight indeed. Class this is called a Pidgeot, the final evolution of Pidgey, a bird commonly found in many regions, just not here in our homeland! I can sense the two of you have a strong bond. Thank you Amaranth with sharing your beloved Channeling partner with us! And shkran lak, Gale, for being such a good sport! You may return to your seat, Amaranth."
With that done he turned to Clare, considering her words for a moment, tapping his chin as he looked her up and down. "Well...there is one species of Pokemon native to Paldea that has such a typing, that is a Rock and Poison type, we call it Glimmet. While you don't look exactly like it you both do share some translucent, almost crystaline qualities. Maybe your hybridism is related to that species? I don't know, it is however very fascinante! See class? There is still much to learn about the world of Pokemon, and hybrids! Danke, Ms. Clare, you may return to your seat."
After both Amaranth and Clare were seated Mr. Salvatore would resume with his lesson on Pokemon communication, focusing on Hybrids and Channelers.
[Forty minutes later.]
"Okay class, we have just five minutes left so let me quickly explain your homework. I want you to teach your Pokemon the move Round! It doesn't have to be perfect, just a rudimentary concept of how to use the move. I'll be providing you all with a TM for the move of course. It's important you have your Pokemon capable of using the move before we meet again the day after tomorrow. If you need any help feel free to email me. TMs are in a box by the door, pick one up on the way out. Also please-" Mr. Salvatore would continue on, explaining more about the move Round. While he was explaining the bell would ring and he would dismiss the class.
Next up for Naranja House was Math Class with Ms. Tyme. |
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 5:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 5:50 pm
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Blizzard120 As Tristen went on to make preparations on his end, getting it ready for the items that Matteo had, he managed to stop, perking up to hear Gloria back behind him. Though...this was...news. That said, he also had to understand considering the initial impression of her, he may need to take it with a couple of grains of salt. "Fourth? Why?"
Gloria would grin at Tristen's question, saying nothing immediately and just held her smile as she pet her Lechonk. She would speak seconds later. "Why don't you ask Matteo? I'm sure he'd love to share." The young girl giggled. "Well, I better get back to my cake! Say hi to your new best friend Matteo for me!" The girl said, positively cackling at what she seemed to think of as a joke. She would walk off immediately after, her Lechonk oinking in laughter with her all the way.
A minute later Matteo would return to the counter with the butter, none the wiser to Gloria's quick visit. "Got the butter." He simply stated, setting the butter down on the counter. "Now we melt it down with the brown sugar and honey and then just glaze the buns and we're done. Finally." He scoffed. "We'll use the microwave, quicker and easier." He said, then began to sniff the air and gave Tristen a glare. He said nothing but if Matteo's nose was as sensitive as Tristen then he likely smelled Gloria was here recently. |
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 6:07 pm
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SubonicXP Blizzard120 As Tristen went on to make preparations on his end, getting it ready for the items that Matteo had, he managed to stop, perking up to hear Gloria back behind him. Though...this was...news. That said, he also had to understand considering the initial impression of her, he may need to take it with a couple of grains of salt. "Fourth? Why?" Gloria would grin at Tristen's question, saying nothing immediately and just held her smile as she pet her Lechonk. She would speak seconds later. "Why don't you ask Matteo? I'm sure he'd love to share." The young girl giggled. "Well, I better get back to my cake! Say hi to your new best friend Matteo for me!" The girl said, positively cackling at what she seemed to think of as a joke. She would walk off immediately after, her Lechonk oinking in laughter with her all the way. A minute later Matteo would return to the counter with the butter, none the wiser to Gloria's quick visit. "Got the butter." He simply stated, setting the butter down on the counter. "Now we melt it down with the brown sugar and honey and then just glaze the buns and we're done. Finally." He scoffed. "We'll use the microwave, quicker and easier." He said, then began to sniff the air and gave Tristen a glare. He said nothing but if Matteo's nose was as sensitive as Tristen then he likely smelled Gloria was here recently.
"...?" Tristen would stare at Gloria for a moment. Okay, reaffirmed in his belief that she is just out to push buttons and cause discourse, which leads into questions of why. But even if what she says is true, then Matteo is perhaps worse off than Tristen thought for some reason. The confusion couldn't leave Tristen's face, even after she left and Matteo finally returned. This is not what he expected in what was effectively a cooking class. He went to get a smaller bowl and set it down for the butter, the brown sugar, and honey to glaze the buns with and as he went to start getting the microwave ready to melt down the butter in short order, he took notice to Matteo's irritated glare. He probably smelled Gloria being here recently, which wouldn't surprise him. The smell of depravity and bacon lofting in the air. Maybe Matteo lost out on other partners, perhaps he did push them around too much. It didn't matter to Tristen. For better or worse, he was going to see it through. At least try to. The thing that was not going to play in Matteo's favor was that Tristen by no means was afraid of him. It was going to take a considerable more than a mere glare to get Tristen on edge. "What?" |
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 6:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 7:33 pm
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SubonicXP Matteo stared and listened to Tristen, his eyes wandering after the boy stopped talking before they finally fell upon Gloria on the other end of the room. He would growl softly under his breath until Mr. Saguaro spoke up. "Next up is Matteo and Tristen. You boys ready?" He called out to them, Matteo's attention snapped to the front of the class and Mr. Saguaro. He would quickly scramble to his feet and nudge Tristen before beginning to walk to the front of the class, completely forgetting the plate of buns as his eyes drifted back to Gloria, glaring. He was mad, very mad, and it was pulling his attention away from the more important task at hand. Tristen would need to grab the buns and maybe get Matteo to focus.
Tristen would get up from his seat, seeing Matteo already going ahead of him and more importantly, forgetting the treat they made. He would pick up the tray and start making his way quickly to Matteo with the tray of goods in hand. He would nudge Matteo with a free elbow to get his attention. "Hey, if you want to be better than others, at the very least don't give them the time of day when they are trying to start something. Leave her alone; she's not worth it. We got a passing grade to get." He silently whispered to Matteo. With his hearing, he should hear it well enough, hoping that this would get him more on track to Mr. Sanguro to present the pup buns. |
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2023 4:51 pm
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Blizzard120 Tristen would get up from his seat, seeing Matteo already going ahead of him and more importantly, forgetting the treat they made. He would pick up the tray and start making his way quickly to Matteo with the tray of goods in hand. He would nudge Matteo with a free elbow to get his attention. "Hey, if you want to be better than others, at the very least don't give them the time of day when they are trying to start something. Leave her alone; she's not worth it. We got a passing grade to get." He silently whispered to Matteo. With his hearing, he should hear it well enough, hoping that this would get him more on track to Mr. Sanguro to present the pup buns.
Matteo would snap out of his bubbling rage when Tristen nudged him, the boy listening to his peer and then giving Gloria the quickest of glares before resuming the task at hand. With both boys standing at the front of the class Tristen would be instructed to set the plate on the podium next to them with Mr. Saguaro standing on the other side.
"So boys, what did you make with the honey? And tell us a bit on how you made them." The teacher asked, already knowing good and well what they were but wanted them to say it for the rest of the class.
"We made Pup Buns and we used the honey to uh...to..." Matteo began to say, zoning out as he spotted Gloria smiling from across the room, his anger bubbling again. Tristen would have to step in, again. |
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2023 5:16 pm
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SubonicXP Blizzard120 Tristen would get up from his seat, seeing Matteo already going ahead of him and more importantly, forgetting the treat they made. He would pick up the tray and start making his way quickly to Matteo with the tray of goods in hand. He would nudge Matteo with a free elbow to get his attention. "Hey, if you want to be better than others, at the very least don't give them the time of day when they are trying to start something. Leave her alone; she's not worth it. We got a passing grade to get." He silently whispered to Matteo. With his hearing, he should hear it well enough, hoping that this would get him more on track to Mr. Sanguro to present the pup buns. Matteo would snap out of his bubbling rage when Tristen nudged him, the boy listening to his peer and then giving Gloria the quickest of glares before resuming the task at hand. With both boys standing at the front of the class Tristen would be instructed to set the plate on the podium next to them with Mr. Saguaro standing on the other side. "So boys, what did you make with the honey? And tell us a bit on how you made them." The teacher asked, already knowing good and well what they were but wanted them to say it for the rest of the class. "We made Pup Buns and we used the honey to uh...to..." Matteo began to say, zoning out as he spotted Gloria smiling from across the room, his anger bubbling again. Tristen would have to step in, again.
Alright, good, got his attention back to what matters for now. As they made their way back to the front of the class, they had to give a presentation. Matteo tried to take the lead on this, but was starting to falter in a grand hurry. "...we used the honey, a little butter and brown sugar, to give the buns a nice glaze to bring out the sweet flavor that Pup buns are known for in Paldea." Tristen started to speak up to try to salvage the presentation. "The difficult part was just making the buns themselves. The dough was the tough part, apart from needing the ingredients, but it was having to knead the dough a lot to make sure all the air pockets were out of it. Otherwise I really doubt that these buns would turn out as good as they did from the oven. From there, it was making sure the ingredients for the honey glaze was well blended together to give it that rich and sweet coat onto the buns."
Apparently there was more than one way to save the proverbial day without a Pokemon Battle involved. |
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2023 6:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2023 6:49 pm
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Blizzard120 Apparently there was more than one way to save the proverbial day without a Pokemon Battle involved.
Mr. Saguaro smiled all the while as Tristen explained their dish, impressed with the boys. "Excellent work boys! I'm thrilled you chose Pup Buns which have a colorful history here in Paldea, particularly around the Canine Clans, though I suppose I shouldn't be surprised considering Mr. Matteo belongs to one of said clans." He smiled at Matteo whose attitude was now lifting up, standing a little taller as pride began to swell within. "For those you don't know Pup Buns are said to be a symbolic invention of peace by two of the clans, the Faenines and the Vulcan Hounds, one providing the dough and the other aiding in baking them. Just a bit of local lore for you guys! Now let's get a better look at these..."
The teacher would carry on more about the Pup Buns as he held one up, pulled it apart to show off the insides, ate a piece, and just kept on critiquing it, giving it glowing reviews. No doubt they were going to get an excellent grade for this and even better Matteo was in a way better mood since the clan he hailed from was mentioned. Gloria would no doubt quiet down after this.
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The boys would eventually return to their seats to watch the other dishes be shown off, Matteo sitting quietly but his good mood remaining all the while. In time the last dish would be shown and shortly after the bell would ring, letting class out for the best part of the day; lunch period. Matteo would exit the room before Tristen would, in fact he was one of the first out.
Once Tristen had it out of the room he would find the hallways packed, kids rushing to the cafeteria. Matteo was nowhere to be seen but coming up behind him was Gloria and her Lechonk. The girl would lock eyes with Tristen for a moment, scowling, before literally turning her nose up at him and walking away, her pig mimicking her. Looks like the boys won this little 'quarrel'. Didn't matter though, it was time to eat. |
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2023 7:05 pm
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SubonicXP Once Tristen had it out of the room he would find the hallways packed, kids rushing to the cafeteria. Matteo was nowhere to be seen but coming up behind him was Gloria and her Lechonk. The girl would lock eyes with Tristen for a moment, scowling, before literally turning her nose up at him and walking away, her pig mimicking her. Looks like the boys won this little 'quarrel'. Didn't matter though, it was time to eat.
Tristen would find his way back to his seat, a bit content as to the work he did. Not only a passing grade was effectively secured, he finally got Matteo in perhaps the best mood he had been in all class and it didn't seem to falter at all. It was what Matteo needed apparently. Maybe this would get Matteo to not shut himself up all that often in future classes the two may be in.
With the bell to signal the changing of periods, Tristen would notice that Matteo was out like a shot. Confusing him all the more. Not even so much as a thanks to him. He practically saved their buns, in both of the literal and figurative speaking sorts, single-handedly by getting the Fidough yeast and having to give that impromptu brief speech about their Pup Buns infront of the class. It was slightly irritating. He would get up and find his way out the door, taking a look around, noting the other students filling the halls trying to get to their next period. Matteo was lost in the sea of bodies...nothing left about him in the area than his scent that was starting to get overtaken by the crowd in the hall. Tristen took notice to Gloria walking past him, giving him a rather dirty look to which Tristen doesn't even humor responding to. He wasn't afraid of her either; what was she going to do?
With a sigh, he would make his way off to the cafeteria, now poised for lunch. |
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2023 7:53 pm
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When I picked up Ulla's call, she'd see me in some kind of building slowly climbing up some stairs with Rala weakly flying by my side, though the Gardevoir looked fine for the most part to untrained eyes.I kept quiet, focusing on climbing the stairwell I was on until she'd said her piece, which was cut short by her older brother. If either Hanabi had taken on the Tower of Mastery, or had at least been in Kalos before, they might realize form my surroundings that I wasn't currently in Paldea.
I couldn't help but smirk when I realized what Ulla was calling about. "I'm sure you'll be fine, Ulla. I'll be right behind you once I'm done here." I told her proudly, further hinting that I wasn't currently in Paldea. Seeing Ulla on the screen of my SNAG, Rala cooed happily and waved to Ulla, which was enough of a break of concentration to cause her to trip, but I was quick to recall her. "You're getting rest for days after this," I told her from outside her ball, though it wasn't out of being disappointed in her - there was still a wide smirk on my face, after all.
Looking back to my SNAG, I shot Ulla a thumbs-up. "Give 'em hell," I said simply, hoping to pad her drive a bit.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2023 6:20 pm
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Blizzard120 With a sigh, he would make his way off to the cafeteria, now poised for lunch.
Tristen would find his way to the cafeteria and would find it to be more crowded than the halls, if he could even believe it. There were numerous tables for groups of students to sit at, at least half the seat filled. The rest of the students were all waiting in a very long line to get food which wrapped around half the room. Tristen would have to join the queue at the end of the line, obtaining a tray before he did, like everyone else and slowly but surely make his way to the food.
While Tristen waited he could observe the cafeteria, a large portion of the academy's students gathered here to eat, though only Naranja House at the moment. There was a good mix of humans and hybrids from what he could see, about one to four in human favor but that was a lot compared to most regions. Not only were there humans and hybrid co-mingling but Pokemon too. Indeedee helping serve food alongside the lunch ladies, those white mice he saw earlier scurrying around to bring things as requested, a very happy Swalot for discarding unwanted food in, among many other personal Pokemon just hanging out. It was a beautiful harmonious sight to behold.
Tristen would soon make it to the food and would be greeted by a familiar sight in Ms. Picante who flashed him a big smile. "Hola chico! What can I get you?" She asked, then noticing a look of confusion and quickly remembering he was new here. "Sorry, I forgot this is all new for you. See all these ingredients?" She said, gesturing to the various prepared vegetables, meats, sauces and so forth behind the glass. "Pick what you'd like on a sandwich and Ms. Picante will get it made for you." |
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