[centre][h2][color=bc8dbf][i]DR[/i] Marla Olympus[/color][/h2][/centre]
[color=c4df9b][h3] [centre] Sunday Lunch time, SCVRS building  [/centre] [/h3]
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Marla nodded and handed over the package to Stern looking woman, rather sharp and defenitely sparing with her words. She defenitely had to be a manager or some kind of leader. Handing over the package and the letter, the Mayor had asked a favour as they had come to a deal over the use of part of city hall, thr large 2 story Hall was a hard one to book and sometimes you had to give and take to get it. 

[i][color=bc8dbf]Thanks. Special delivery, I'm not a fan of racing anyway.  Mayor's a charceter to say the least . See you at the party, hopefully you have a boring night if only professionally.   [/color][/i]

The ending was abrupt but anyone who worked with her would likely say the same, even in her own earshot. Everyone knew she was a bit of a bitch at times but she was also a impeccabley skilled surgoen and saved several lives on site, warming the "Ice Princess" to quite a few people. Building ships was dangerous and there where 1000 ways to be hurt or killed. Current investments in robotics and other systems had reduced some of the most dangerous jobs, the company. OHI had not built her leg, a sub contractor, Mars Robotics who worked as part of there defense contract had offered the prototype, in part a test deal between the two that had grown into supplying advanced welding and manipulation robotics. Still did not stop them charging 500 pounds a battery set, 250 to replace the foot grips and a eye watering sum when the central processing chip had failed. 

Waving her off and heading out, she found a bench seeing the blinking app on her phone warning her as she sat down and quickly slid a Panel and swapped the battery. Despite each one being 500 pounds a peice. They soon drained for ly fast especially when jogging and she always kept a spare handy. At least the new Frigate hull contract her father had gained would keep the company in the black for a few years at least. Maybe longer if they could get in on building and maintenance contracts down the line. 

Putting business thoughts aside, she gave one look back at the fairly spartan building, it certainly did not look the most welcoming of places to live. Heading on a roundabout route back to city hall and to check on things before she had to get ready for the evening, make sure her young son was OK with the child minders for the night. For a weekend of "sports and entertainment" she always reminded that someone had to make sure it went off smoothly. 

Her Husband, Brother and Father had all somehow.. Perfectly angled a afternoon of racing and beers, even the iceberg of Vesarian was joining in, when would he and her sister finaly relise... They could build a 10,000 ton ship faster than ship was launched. 


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