[h2] [centre] [color=f6989d]Marinalia (Romus) Olympus[/color] [/centre] [/h2] 
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[h2] [centre] [color=6ecff6]Victoria [i]Darya[/i] Romus[/color][/centre]  [/h2] 
[color=c4df9b][h3] [centre] Swan Songs . Monday Evening  [/centre] [/h3]
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Victoria saw the other woman, tall, alot taller than her by almost a foot, a deeper tanned skin tone contrasted heavily against Victoria's complexion that made most pale people seem tanned in comparison. The female in the suit looked younger by abit than her and gave her a Europeen vibe for some reason. 

Wondering if either where going to take her up on the whiskey she decided it was polite to answer the statuesque  woman in the rather nice black and white dress. 

Looking over she nodded, wondering how much to say. It was not hard to tell somthing had thrown her night off abit. The references she reconised, her father had insisted she read all thr classics even though some where a total drag. 

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"hey, Hyde, well after that reporter my Mina harper is more Dracula than Darya."[/i][/color] 

Sipping a whiskey slowly but steadily, she had got used to spirits after spending time with her fathers crew, mostly Russians, and was fluent in the language even if her reading was patchy at best. She relised she might of been rude, and it was not her fault the journalist had been annoying or the security getting in way. Romus, well Darya her middle name no one would know was a bluff. 

[color=6ecff6][i]"Sorry.. Victoria Darya. I get him. My sisters managed to attract two handsome gentlemen! Luck for ya. Sharing is caring right!" [/i][/color]

Laughing slightly. The whiskey was making her less bothered by sheer alcohol content, be silly to let him ruin her evening. 

[color=6ecff6][i]"Agh. I just thought it looked fun. First timer. Whoever it is better be Chris Helmsworth.. Scott Eastwood. Eye candy never hurt! [/i][/color]." 

Turning to the area around her, they seemed a smart lot. The woman seemed alright, and even evening was turning out well. She had just finished a job coding the website for some Russian rail company. Yeah. Why not, they paid her last week. The jobs where rare but coding work could be pretty profitable. 

[color=6ecff6][i]
"bar man. Whiskey if they want em, one round. On me, regular shelf please ."[/i][/color] 


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Marilania smiled as things got closer, it was silly but the flow seemed to be taking her and one she decided not to fight.

[color=f6989d][i]"thanks. Every time I think I escape them. Well they find a way to make my life complicated. Dance, well I'm sure I can oblige you Mr Doctor..[/i][/color]  

About to move in closer for a dance, he seemed a good egg, and maybe it was the music, thr atmosphere. Things where feeling right. Then kei grabbed his hand and trying it on Ren. Nope. Her egg, this one was with putting in a box and had a rather nice shell..   With a firm English accent she responded. 

[color=f6989d][i]"excuse me hon, I so believe il be claiming this handsome doctors dance." [/i][/color]

Giving him a from look but polite, and without the icey tone her sister gave the reporter and taking his hand instead to prove her little point and gave him a peck on the cheek. 


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