[h2] [centre] [color=f6989d]Marinalia (Romus) Olympus[/color] [/centre] [/h2] [h3] [centre] & [/centre] [/h3] [h2] [centre] [color=6ecff6]Victoria [i]Darya[/i] Romus[/color][/centre] [/h2] [color=c4df9b][h3] [centre] Swan Songs . Monday Evening [/centre] [/h3] [/color] [hr] Marinalia watched the busy traffic unable to move, most of the cars backed up by fire trucks, helicopter, security goons of the trio of cities greatest and most famous asshole. They still had the road barricaded even if thr Sol Fire department had rammed past. The cones and other bits smashed or crushe'd by a multi ton truck with heavy steel bumpers designed just to do that. It was chaos, and not likely to clear for hours. [i][color=f6989d] OK.. I'm taking a short cut. I hope this works.[/color][/i] Engaging the low range gears there was a steap rise when the leveled off the car park and gravelled it all, re engine growled as tyres slipped and 4 wheels slowly began to gain traction and claw its way inch by inch over and up the small back road that linked the back of a few large buildings. Sure it was probbly not in the driving rules. Driving slowly down the back road till she hit the main road turn, phew, no gates and ramming aside a tin trash can and a few bits n voxes with a good clang. Several other 4x4 had decided to copy her and followed through the alley. Arriving at Ren's building, it was a fairly fancy part of town, it seemed that she had underestimated Ren by a small mile, Victoria noticing the rather nice array of cara and posh buildings. [i][color=6ecff6] well, I think you have Suprised us Ren... That's a fancy place. Goodnight. Hopes the hangover is not too bad. [/color][/i] Marinalia smiled, well certainly the Suprise. The people he was originally with including the jealous woman where not badly dressed, designer purses and all. They had money but this was definitely a posher area of town. [i][color=f6989d]well well, there'd a story for later! Right now I wanna get home... Dry and... Safe. [/color][/i] The last one was definitely priority, after that evening she just wanted to get home, lock the door and curl up in bed. Maybe she had driven back a little fast, but stress and the nights events finaly began to turn to anger, and cursed her own stupidity deciding to do what she did. [color=f6989d][i]see ya another night.. Maybe. [/i][/color] Waving and letting him out unlocking the doors, she headed back to home, arriving back at old harbour. [color=c4df9b][h3] [centre] Old Harbour. Monday Late Evening [/centre] [/h3] [/color] Marinalia got back pretty quickly once off the main roads, traffic was not so bad once you got away from the area and old harbour was always quieter. Parking up in what probbly was the old lower levels and headed up locking the truck. Getting in her first desire after the wet, the disgusting grab she went for a shower, shedding the sodden dress in bathroom and spending a while In the hot, clean water. Marinalia could deal with that later and found a towel before wishing Victoria goodnight and curling up in bed, too overwhelmed to want to anything but sleep, fretfully. [hr] Victoria was colder than her sister shivering a few times in thr car on way home, Marilania she could tell was trying and failing to put a brave face on things. Barely able to respond much to Ren after everything and adrenaline of the alarm had worn off. On way home she saw two women headed back from the event, must have their clothes where wet, no wait it was the woman in the black and white outfit? The guy across the road seemed to be chatting, and others she could see from thr event all trying to find a way home. She definitely owed Milo a drink and lunch after saving her sister like that. They passed by the window quickly as the swept down the side roads home, main. Routes too busy after the perfect posee or whatever stunt shutting down a key area. Getting in, she went straight to change, seeing Marinalia head off to shower and let her sister have some time. It had been a rough night and they could talk in the morning. Changing into a pair of shorts, t shirt and thickest blanket on sofa Victoria flicked on the tv and watched the local news, there antics and events had made the news, viral video and rather grainy pictures galore. Looking out as Old Harbour river glittered in the lights, boats slowly passed and enjoyed the calm and ease after a few very stressful moments at the Jazz night. Yawning she headed off to bed, still worried for Marinalia now with the apartment door well locked and even the alarm set unlike normal. Events shook deeper, and took time to show. [hr] [@King Tai][@Monacho][@Pilatus][@RoccanIronclad][@Jay Kalton][@Furiosa][@Rabidporcupine]