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She hates this. [break][break]

She didn't want anything to do with this business rivalry; she never wanted anything to do with this. Yet, with her brother's absence, she was suddenly thrown into the position with little more than a letter, a phone call, or an e-mail. In spite of her ability to situate herself in this new position quickly, she can't help but to be slightly discomforted or even spiteful towards the brother who left so suddenly. Her presence in the company was scarce - she's aware - but she'd, at the very least, would like to know why her brother would leave so suddenly. [break][break]

The feud suffocated her, almost as much as the stagnant air in her office did. Windows were always kept open, but she'd miss the coziness of her little clinical office. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to turn down the position; this was her family, and she had both an obligation and desire for the corporation to thrive-- Even if she contributed so little in the past. In spite of this, the corporation did well under her supervision; quality nor production nor research were lacking. She could meet with others, and she had in the past. Many who attempted to use her for profit, or take advantage of what they assumed to be a sprout in business. To their dismay, she was thoroughly exposed to the shark waters of society from young, even if she had little chance to participate. Call it delayed imitation from watching in the background. [break][break]

And now, she had to meet with one of the Silphs. [break][break]

She's nervous, but she can't show it. She knows it improper and uncouth. Take deep breaths, in spite of the pit in her stomach and the slight, malicious bias that festers in her heart. It was a complex feeling; did she hold any personal grudge against the man she was to meet? No, she coudn't dislike a man before speaking to him. Yet, there was something about the Silph name that sparked both animosity and hostility. She couldn't put her finger on it (and for this unreasonable dislike, she feels shame). [break][break]

She doesn't know what to expect. [break][break]

Her back presses against the chair, and she sighs. Sooner was better than later, and she wasn't intending to keep a Silph for longer than they should be. She presses a button the phone and, though hesitant, speaks to the desk "Call Mr. Silph up". One of the women raises from the desk, now walking to the man with the intention to escort him to the office. [break][break]

Now she waits.

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Fernando. [break][break]

She's heard a few things about him; his reputation both good and bad. Still, this is business. She must leave the bias asides so that they may work together. Daphne leans forwards to straighten herself up in her seat once she hears the knocking. Left leg crossed over the other, with her hands resting against the surface of the desk. Her fingers tent against each other and with a simple "Enter." she sees his figure approaching the burgundy desk. [break][break]

He is greeted with stoicism; almost cold. She puts in slight effort to hide distaste when she motions to a chair across the desk from her. "Good afternoon, Mr. Silph." She motions to the chair opposite of her. "Take a seat." Her words were as flat as her empty expression.

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her brothers disappearance wasn't a secret. Not anymore. [break][break]

naturally, it would reach the ears of someone (if not those in the league, then it be the higher powers in the region). it was a major tear through the region; without their champion, who would lead as a governing power over the region? though she knows, she had long tried to push the political obstacles around her brother's disappearance aside. she didn't want to think about it. [break][break]

she quietly takes the folders and papers, then quickly skims through the pages that she assumed all needed her attention. she raises a brow.[break][break]

"and this is?"

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displeasure is like the taste of steel in her mouth; uncomfortable and unnecessary. that being said, this proposal was unnecessary. as far as she was concerned, devon was and always had been a strong power in hoenn; hoenn was the home of devon corp, and devon corp was the heart of hoenn (an egotistical and needlessly patriotic or prideful statement to make). nevertheless, she takes another gander and look through the papers before setting them back, neatly in their ordered pile. "i see." [break][break]

though she took alexander's position, she wasn't under the mindset of completely pulling out of what he had invested in. though the corporation was adjusting to her abrupt rise and shift in power, they were at no loss in resources. especially not when they had already formed a connection and relationship with the league. to some degree, she had to question why they would bring the proposal up; but she also knows that it should be mandatory, even when they know she will keep the investment into the league. [break][break]

"indeed, these resources are under my jurisdiction" she repeats, before closing the file. "and i have no intention to pull them out from the league. i will read the rest of these forms and files, and i will respond to the league at a later date."

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the displeasure tasted metallic, like blood against her tongue. [break][break]

it might as well have been, with how she was biting to hold it. in spite of that, she maintains composure. was he serious? of course he was; he was a silph. she wasn't keen of pulling the assets out of the league, nor was she keen of forfeiting them to the league. he offered two options that, in her humble opinion, were mightyena shit. his final words, however, has the woman take a deep breath and shake her head. "that will not be necessary." she says, leaning forwards to the desk and resting her hands against the table top. [break][break]

a deep, blue gaze spares the files a sparing glance, and she shakes her head. "my brother's disappearance is irrelevant to the assets devon offered to the league. i am aware that he was the champion, but the transaction was with the head at the time. and as the head--" until her brother returns, that is. "-- until i can properly read the forms and speak to another representative at a later date, i will with-hold any decisions regarding it."[break][break]

she was the head of devon; her brother made that decision while he was the head of devon, and as the head of devon. his presence in hoenn was irrelevant at this point; the fact was that the head of devon made the choice, and now the head of devon is standing with it. she didn't see an issue. "and if there are any issues, i will arrange a meeting, myself."

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he was toying with her; looking down on her. the gaze in his eyes and the way he carried himself was clear. it wasn't anything she was unfamiliar with; perhaps that's why she felt more distaste than what should have been pressure? she didn't know what nonsense this oaf was spouting, and she can't help but to worry, subtly, under the icy exterior she held. was this the same way he had treated her younger brother in the time he was head? she shudders to think of it. [break][break]

shudders in frustration. [break][break]

she'd thought him taught better than that. pursing her lips and directing an icy glare to the man, she leans back to cross her arms and legs. "no." she says, flatly. he was a representative of the league; and that's all he was in her office, at the moment. "i do not believe i made myself quite clear, so i will repeat myself; the issue here is that the previous head is no longer in hoenn" she says, narrowing her eyes to the file "indeed, this would be a problem where the league would be liable - and it would be in their best interest to return what the previous head had offered." she shifts her gaze back to fernando. "but it will not be an issue if the current head were to reinstate a contract for the league to continue using said assets." [break][break]

she sighs and rubs the back of her neck. "this is a pressing matter, if it really is as you describe. it requires my immediate attention, among other things." but she knows that she can't act rashly without thoroughly looking through the files. "i appreciate the assistance from a fellow--" a pause, and slightly nauseating feeling "--business partner, but that is unnecessary. you are aware, as well as i am, how important a connection the league is." and this woman - the nerve of her - gives the man a slight smile in gratitude. [break][break]

she felt disgusted.