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Vicen had been making several phone call trying to arrange something hes dreamed about for years. He was finally given the opportunity he wished for. One greater then he could have ever imagined.

"This is great news! yes thank you for everything. Please give my greatest thanks to your father and grandfather. " Vicen replayed, the eagerness quite apparent in his voice.

Eason stood in the door way, waiting for Vicen to be finished. He had his own matters to address to him and was determined to get them heard this evening. "We look forward to your arrival, please take care. bye" Vicen said softly as his eyes glanced to Eason as he hung up the phone. "What can i do for you Eason?" He asked calmly, something felt a little odd about his presence.

Eason walked toward his desk as he started to speak. "Im here to get your consent to build a racing barn. " Eason spoke in a demanding tone. Vicen looked to him for a moment. "You will need more than my consent. you haven't given me a reason to even think of building a separate barn." Vicen spoke in a far stricter tone then he used with anyone else.

"Simple. It would benefit everyone. Race horses have a different scheduled then the other horses. Having everyone in the same barn is far to confusing on both staff and horses. Its far to troublesome..." Eason grumbled slightly. "Troublesome for everyone or just you?" Vicen glared a little at him. Eason didn't answer only returned the glare.

"Being closer to the track would be easier on the horses and you know it. with all the horses having a similar mind set it would help them and the jockeys. Maybe then i could get threw to Yama. " Eason turned away slightly his eyes still on Vicen. "You might want to re think this idea of yours. As Yama's closest comfort is not a race horse..." Vicen hesitated for a moment as he let that information sink into Eason's mind. Eason's eyes looked down as he thought for a moment. It was something he didnt take into account. He looked up and back to Vicen. "Maybe.. its just what she needs to find her own confidence. You hired me to be head of the race department, This is how is can work better to benefit you." Eason spoke sternly now defending his position. " As of right now Eason you haven't proven very much. Show me what you have to offer in the up coming race and then maybe i will consider listing to this idea of yours. I have some more work to take care of if you don't mind." Vicen spoke as he turned to his computer screen.

Eason hesitated a moment "Fine." He mumbled as he started to leave. "How about also hiring another male jockey, these woman cant keep up.." He growled as he closed the door before Vicen could respond.

Vicen sighed heavily as he leaned back in his chair. He really wasn't sure what to do in this matter. His eyes gaze up at the ceiling for a moment before looking do at a photo he had taped to his screen. His eyes saddened for a moment as he thought to himself.

'where are you..'

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ohho who is vicen looking for?
and yes Eason is very sexist....

weird quick bg for this.. ya idk
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Vicen had been making several phone call trying to arrange something hes dreamed about for years. He was finally given the opportunity he wished for. One greater then he could have ever imagined.

"This is great news! yes thank you for everything. Please give my greatest thanks to your father and grandfather. " Vicen replayed, the eagerness quite apparent in his voice.

Eason stood in the door way, waiting for Vicen to be finished. He had his own matters to address to him and was determined to get them heard this evening. "We look forward to your arrival, please take care. bye" Vicen said softly as his eyes glanced to Eason as he hung up the phone. "What can i do for you Eason?" He asked calmly, something felt a little odd about his presence.

Eason walked toward his desk as he started to speak. "Im here to get your consent to build a racing barn. " Eason spoke in a demanding tone. Vicen looked to him for a moment. "You will need more than my consent. you haven't given me a reason to even think of building a separate barn." Vicen spoke in a far stricter tone then he used with anyone else.

"Simple. It would benefit everyone. Race horses have a different scheduled then the other horses. Having everyone in the same barn is far to confusing on both staff and horses. Its far to troublesome..." Eason grumbled slightly. "Troublesome for everyone or just you?" Vicen glared a little at him. Eason didn't answer only returned the glare.

"Being closer to the track would be easier on the horses and you know it. with all the horses having a similar mind set it would help them and the jockeys. Maybe then i could get threw to Yama. " Eason turned away slightly his eyes still on Vicen. "You might want to re think this idea of yours. As Yama's closest comfort is not a race horse..." Vicen hesitated for a moment as he let that information sink into Eason's mind. Eason's eyes looked down as he thought for a moment. It was something he didnt take into account. He looked up and back to Vicen. "Maybe.. its just what she needs to find her own confidence. You hired me to be head of the race department, This is how is can work better to benefit you." Eason spoke sternly now defending his position. " As of right now Eason you haven't proven very much. Show me what you have to offer in the up coming race and then maybe i will consider listing to this idea of yours. I have some more work to take care of if you don't mind." Vicen spoke as he turned to his computer screen.

Eason hesitated a moment "Fine." He mumbled as he started to leave. "How about also hiring another male jockey, these woman cant keep up.." He growled as he closed the door before Vicen could respond.

Vicen sighed heavily as he leaned back in his chair. He really wasn't sure what to do in this matter. His eyes gaze up at the ceiling for a moment before looking do at a photo he had taped to his screen. His eyes saddened for a moment as he thought to himself.

'where are you..'

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Continues:

ohho who is vicen looking for?
and yes Eason is very sexist....

weird quick bg for this.. ya idk
Art (C) Me