"Hrm." Titania rubbed her hands against her upper arms, trying to stay warm as she selected a gown to wear for her upcoming press conference. She finally settled on a black dress with red and gray streaks representing the blades on a Bisharp's body, with wrist cuffs and knee-high boots to match the theme. One more go-ahead from the tech that the picture was good to go and appropriately cropped to leave Blue out, and she took the stage to thunderous applause.

"Trainers of the Kanto and Johto Leagues...thanks for braving Victory Road to come here. Can't imagine what it was like for you media types." Right. Stick to the script after easing them with a joke. "Let it be known that two weeks ago, I have conquered Mount Silver. Jimmy, roll the tape." And the tape was duly rolled, documenting a moment in time atop the most unforgiving mountain in possibly all of the Pokemon Nation.

"Yes, that's me under all those layers. Now, rumors persist of the peak being home to a legendary Trainer. Surely any living being would be dead from exposure by now, but I didn't see any body to repatriate--of course, you don't have to take MY word for it. In fact, I encourage you not to. Get strong, go to Mt. Silver, and climb to the top so you can see what there is to see for yourself. Though I do suggest that you have expert mountaineers and guides from Blackthorn City to assist you in your assault. The mountain can and will kill you if you underestimate it."

Pause for dramatic effect. "That being said, get strong, and maybe someday I'll let one of you have your shot at the peak! I will now take any questions."

Meanwhile, Iris sat off to the side, beaming in Titania's general direction. She had to refrain from pointing out the obvious complication to Titania's message--She had personally been aware of the robot attack atop the mountain, and it's unfortunate disruption of Titania's plans. For the moment however, she was content to remain quiet and just sort of... let Titania have her fun. Nope. No spoil sports here. Her hands rested in her laps and she one might observe a slight tiredness in her expression, perhaps a hint at the cold she'd caught during her trip up said mountain with Matt and Tinora.

Nero lingered off to the side with Iris, standing with his back against the wall. He wore his standard dark grey suit and purple shirt, standing as tall as he could with his hands behind his back. He was still becoming oriented to the latest happenings within the UPL, so he wasn't entirely familiar with what had actually happened atop the mountain. He knew enough, however, to make it sound like he knew what he was talking about, and that was enough.

He picked up on Iris' uncharacteristic lack of vigor, however. Ever since she had returned from that particular expedition, she had seemed all the more weary. It concerned him.

Titania Brightsmith stayed on stage for a good 20 minutes, showing uncharacteristic aplomb in dodging and deflecting the sling bullets the ravenous media tossed her way. It was almost as if Titania had used Skill Swap with Iris, replacing her normally awkward, stubborn self with one that could roll with any punch.

The effect then ended when the conference was over. "Phew. The only thing harder than keeping a straight face all that time was doing it in these damn heels," Titania snapped, resuming bitch mode. Then something caught her eye.

"Iris? Who's the new guy?"

Iris giggled in response. She no doubt knew a thing or two about dressing up pretty, considering she wore such girlish outfits on a regular basis. She looked up at Iris in an overly casual manner. "You look really nice though~" she complimented, seemingly encouraging Titania not to be dissuaded from looking her best. If a suit made the man, just imagine what proper clothes could do for a lady! Finally, she seemed to become a bit more serious. She turned and gestured to Nero.

"This is Nero Manilla--He was recently appointed as my personal adviser." she explained in a matter-of-fact tone. Titania might of course immediately recognize that such a decision rested on Iris herself, and that the choice to adopt a personal adviser was highly out-of-character for her. Iris then turned her gaze on Nero. "And this is Titania Brightsmith--She's the regional champion of the Indigo League!" she explained. "We went up Mt. Silver together, though we were split up for most of the trip." she continued, looking to Titania with a questioning look on her face. The taller female most likely knew what was on her mind. Robots, powerful robots invading.

"I had heard a brief summary of the report, yes." Nero said, offering Titania a swift bow. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Champion Brightsmith. I trust we'll be seeing much of each other in the future." he said. There wasn't much else for him to address at the moment.

"Yes. I believe we will, Mister Manilla," Titania smiled, resuming the camera face for a second before turning back to the dark-skinned knee-high President. "I take it that this means he knows already, or at least he will have to be told at some point?" she whispered into the younger girl's ear even as the crowd tried to get one more shot despite the insistence of bouncers to the contrary.

Iris brought a fist up to her chest and cleared her throat modestly, fending off the inevitable. She now seemed to be smiling at Nero. Nearby, her Aggron appeared to be heavily wounded as many parts of it's armor simply laid strewn across the battleground along with toxic needles littering the ground. This was misleading however, as the pokemon still seemed to have plenty of energy left.

"...I'm not going to let some minor inconvenience ruin my battle!~" she remarked with a tomboyish grin. "Whatever's causing these anomalies had better try a lot harder than that if it wants to change our way of life--And as I recall, theres no /running/ from a trainer battle!" she remarked, displaying resolute confidence and disregard for the significance of what had just happened.

Without further ado, she brushed herself off and directed her attention to Nero's Aerodactyl, giving him just enough time to realize how serious she was and get back into the battling mindsight. "Aggron, use Magnet Rise and give it a /head smash/!--Right in the jaw!" she said with vigor, though her voice had become a bit scratchy due to that cold. Aggron charged forward, using it's now intense speed combined with the gravity defying powers of magnetism to launch itself off the ground powerfully, tilting it's head forward in anticipation to headbutt the aerodactyl with it's rather cruel looking horn, once again exploiting a type advantage. Whether she recognized these things or her gut just told her what use to move was up for debate.