[h2] [centre] [color=6ecff6]Victoria [i]Darya[/i] Romus[/color][/centre] [/h2] [color=c4df9b][h3] [centre]Old Harbour . Sunday Lunchtime, Race main stands, Pit lane, Lunch time. [/centre] [/h3] [/color] [hr] Victoria watched and listened intently as suddonly Marinalia voice came over the pit lane radio to the entire stands, with a rowsing cheer from thr family out of sheer Suprise at the fact Marinalia was for a short time broadcast across the entire global coverage. As Joel raced out the tunnel, flag flying and covering her ears somewhat as the roar shook the entire stand. Looking to Maria and pointing to the TV screens and Marinalia, Joel and the rest of the team where gathered round in the interview. She did well and was looking fairly relaxed arm in arm with Joel... Maybe a tad too relaxed. Her chat saying Joel was not intrested did not seem to be as true as before. Not quite holding hands but there was somthing not quite as before her previous description. Her inner gossip hound was sniffing air excitedly. Turning to Maria, she needed a a little help on stairs probbly and she probbly did not know her sisters mother as well as should. Turning quietly to Maria and having a word before Maria turned and gave her a hand up. Giving the others a freindly smile as she began to head past shuffling her way past the legs, bags and coats in the way. [i][color=6ecff6]il see you at the Party, I'm headed to see my sister at the Pitlane. 7.30, City Hall and the Olympus Gala if you want a little fun tonight. More fun now it's a victory event! Im ready Maria, thanks for help. [/color][/i] Maria nodded to whoever they where, she had been too busy talking to Vesarian to hear Thete conversation. They seemed like emergency services, they always deserved abit of fun and time off. Helping Victoria on the stairs down behind the stands, she relised that the confident young woman was well aware of her limitations, talking as she did and giving her a hand on the steepest section. Everything took a a little extra thinking for her, she never thought too much until recently and her growing closeness returning with Vesarian. She had to try and show somehow she cared about his other daughter. Passing the stands they saw a bright orange muscle car parked down below with emergency service markings and both seemed to laugh at the fact. It was certainly not a standard model emergency service transport, a rather fancy V8 probbly American High end classic. It was a nice car though Victoria had always preferred a Mini or other smaller city car over such heavy and bulky machines. Victoria glad to be back on the flat, the pitlane was not far away and the access way over the road had ramped access, at least someone had thought about the less able when the designed the city. It did not take much to adapt and make things more freindly to everyone to get about. [hr] Passing a guard who checked her pass, seeing a pair of corporate ones with two different logos on the women, and various all access colours. He waves them through and quickly lowered the barrier to prevent the crowds entering the more restricted section. Even if they had gold passes or whatever else claims. The pitlane was packed out and Maria helped by nudging abit, Ivan would of gone it alot better than the far more alight 5'4 Maria, both sharing a joke how if things lined up, she not officially be the shortest member of thr direct family. Glancing over they saw the packed group, and Marilania leaned on Joels shoulder, her long blonde hair hanging down. Both sharing a raised eye brow glance at the claims Joel was not that kinda freindship, the signs now seemed to say otherwise. [i][color=f49ac2]You two chat, dob, t mind me Victoria. Anyway. I wannmted to have a word, I spotted someone from Mars Inc Robotics. Seems there boast about beating us is... Flawed! I better remind em! [/color][/i] Laughing and drifting into the side near the pit wall, a smaller woman 5'4 though with striking almost gold eyes and golden blonde hair. Older and just shy of 45, she still looked younger thanks to good genes and a fair budget on designer anti aging creams. Looking very similar to her daughter, she looked very much like her when she was young and free, and her grand mother before her. Giving her a wave from afar and talking she laughed with a few tech guys from the sponsors row. Victoria approached her sister who had her eyes closed a second, in a mid lengh coat, jeans and below the knee boots, she would look a normal young woman on a cold day, except for the snow White hair, skin tone pale as you could get and leaning forward on her stick. [i][color=6ecff6]Marli! Managed to get yourself famous i see! And a rather handsome man. Maria gave me a hand getting over here. So your this famous Joel my sister mentioned, congratulations, good race though you sure cut it close. You had everyone on the edge of there seats. [/color][/i] With a slight wink and laugh she waited as Marilania blinked realising Victoria had headed down, seeing Maria in far distance she gave a wave and smiled. She had been a great help on the walk over and given her space when needed. Suprised and also thinking how confused Joel might be, she had never mentioned her half sister much. Looking up slightly from her resting position. [i][color=f6989d]Vika! Hey, yeah... Well Joels famous one... And hey... Cheeky! Oh, Maria You two... It's nice of her. Oh.. This is my younger sister Victoria. Well Half technically, same dad. Joel. Meet Victoria Romus. Victoria, Joel Nicolosi. [/color][/i] Smiling at the formal introduction, she was glad they had met. Plus gave her a second opinion on things later working out how to take things when the dance came along that night. Victoria looked over intrested and freindly, her grey eyes matching her sisters, brushing her long white hair put her eyes so she could see properly. Noticing a few others in team jackets spot the pale woman's approach and seemed to take note. Though there intrest was distracted by celebrations and someone throwing out beer from a cooler. Giving a small wave over to the there's she tried to be freindly and polite, treat the team as so and try and make a good impression. Her Milo problems could wait, she had messaged him when she was available, it was in his court when or if he texted to see her. Her schedule was pretty clear bar collecting her car a Tuesday afternoon and her Rebab session on wensday morning. Hopefully he did, she wanted to try and break the deadlock between them and undo her mistakes. We'll of he game her a chance anyway. There was not much else she could do. [hr] [@Pilatus][@RoccanIronclad] [hr]