[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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Marinalia saw Kei cringe in response to the perfect posee or what ever these called themselves, maybe the Terrible trio or triplicate of toddlers. That did have a certain ring about it.

About to make conversation with him about the evening then suddenly there interruption, Tacky as it got, all thr money yet they seemed to dress like a bunch of clowns. A perfectly tailored suit would be far more hot. 

[color=f6989d][i]"seems the fashion most wanted showed up."[/i][/color]

Sure it was bitchy but hey, they earned it right. 

[i][color=f6989d]"meh, igbore em. I'm sure they get bored like children do. 

And well. OK. This is embarrassing. Ren seemed like two people... You think I'm silly and about to find out he played me the entire time? 

Oh. If they come over. Back me up... I'm engaged. [/color][/i]

Gesturing to a pale blue gem on a not engagement finger. Inherited from her grandmother it was cut from the same larger stone as Victoria's. Thr pair had been passed on to them and was a nice symbolism however small. 


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Victoria seemed more shake as thr booze hit her and accidentally knocked her small bag over spilling out a I phone and a few other minor cosmetics from a mix of brands from cheap to the odd designer item. Along with it came a few business cards left over from a few weeks ago, blue clear plastic like ice, with [i]"Lady de Winter websites, coding, websites and apps"[/i], a business email [i]"vikadr@ldww.co.uk"[/i] and a straight to answerphone number listed with a Web address heading to a simple but nicely designed website listing a few medium sized jobs and several references to the three musketeers. 

Grabbing her things back a few of thr cards she forgot as they fell down a gap and Victoria had a 100 or so left in another box, she could ignore them.

Laughing slightly. And then noticed Olin seemed intresting, maybe there more hidden under the enigma of the suit. 

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"guess the booze got to me after all!, so. Hey, what brings you to this rather ruined evening? 

Its a social event. Someone might as well make the awkward first hello."[/i][/color] 

Smiling slightly awkwardly, sure thr alcohol was helping but she thought it would be fun to try and get to know some people. Never got to know anyone without trying. 

Then in corner of her eye she saw a new guy, taller, beard. Kinda looked like one of the men out of some historical tv show abit with that beard. Looked abit like a viking not that was always a bad thing. 

With a confidence, mostly alcohol and a abit of oh hell with it thught in back of mind sneaking out thanks to the whiskey she waved over cheerfully. A rather clipped but softer English accent. 

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"welcome. I promise the atmosphere was alot better a few minutes ago." [/i][/color]

He seemed about as apcepting of the new trio as most of the patrons, sure they would be less brazen without the small private army of body guards and hangers on following there trashy and overly expensive coat tales. 


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