[h2] [centre] [color=f6989d]Marinalia (Romus) Olympus[/color] [/centre] [/h2] 
[color=c4df9b][h3] [centre]Old Sol Airport race testing.
 Saturday Morning [/centre] [/h3]
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Maxamillion greeted Tommy, indroducing his daughter before getting down to the business of the day, the race, the sponsorship and the pink air racer sat on the run way. Olympus heavy engineering had sponsored Sol City race for some years as a good way to advertise outside European region, this year though to distract from there previous issues, Polar star had joined them in backing a local team, hoping to change the naritive alot. Vesarian Romus pulled up in slightly battered rental car joining the group after waving to his daughter who seemed to be charming the competition. Tommy had presented a intresting opertunity but it was not time to see of he had a race winning car or of his talk was all hot air lik the kind filling up the air race towers. 

The morning was fairly cold, coffee cups steamed but most of the snow was gone and sky was clear. The winds where low and seemed ideal for a what they had planned for this morning. Returning her fathers wave, she would have to ask Marla after about Vesarian and Maria. Had 20 years changed things or what. The cagey questions, asking after her and both refusing to give solid answers had everyone else's minds racing away. 

Marilania waited Sipping her overly sweet coffee giving the car a once over as Joel climbed out of the drivers seat. A large race team, pit crew, it was alot more than one man and a garage affair."Chicky" would of been presuming abit much but she come to learn it was fairly harmless over in Sol, wait. Did he not know about the race or anything. She did not know the sponsor details, but she had been told about the fact she was there to race him. 

[i][color=f49ac2] hey. Seems your freind thinks you should talk to me! 

Came out here to do a little air racing, first chance I've had to fly in over a week. Feeling too grounded!  Also doing my Grandfather and Aunt a favour, needed a pilot they could trust. 
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So, he did not know? 
Must be, on her glance over she had spotted the man who looked like he nudged Joel out thr car, was he related, they looked related anyway. Giving Joels dad a cheerful wave, she was in a good mood as finally had got back her flight status, low morning sun glinting off her gold wings and silvery thread in one of her various patches she had picked up on flight jacket. 

[i][color=f49ac2] so this is your Mona Lisa then? 

 Want to bet? Second place time pays for lunch? 
Team air vs the groundhogs?

They finaly gave back my flight status, best morning this week!
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Looking over to the air race pylons that imitated thr track somewhat, thr tall inflatable towers where rather large, and the last one or two where being finished up by a air pump on a pickup truck. Sipping her coffee and smiling, it seemed it would be a fun morning. 


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