[h2][centre] [color=a2d39c]Romus Sisters . City Hall[/color][/centre][/h2]
[h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]7.30 PM ish, City Hall, Olympus Heavy Industries Victory Gala[/color][/centre][/h3]


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Marinalia at first before the drama came, happy she she had got Joel a notice on her and feeling a elbow nudged gently into her side, it proved it. Just a little conformation that he did have the will to reciprocate the affection. It was better than some who despite the blatant flirting never returned a gesture. Thongs felt like they where going well and relaxed she began to reach end of the cocktail she had been working on, if she tried to match Joel drink for drink she would be unconscious. Ivan maybe might give him a run for his drinking money though by virtue of sheer bulk. 

Victoria turned and gave a friendly shrug, caught mid adjusting her long white hair to keep a few strand out of her eye, it was annoying beyond sense but her did what it did, and nothing would tell it different. Meant playfully, she knew he was winding her up. She thought she,d return the favour. 

[i][color=6ecff6]just giving nature a nudge... Nothing more Mr Bond.. 
Prince Hans... You wound me so! ... Remember some races its better to finish second.[/color][/i]


Laughing to the end of the comment she could pretend to be anything but, her mock accent of seriousness crumbled in a a matter of words. They seemed a natural fit... If they acted on it. 

The woman joined them sitting down and deliberately seemed to work her dresses advantages with alot of a well toned back on display, and more leg than Marlins longer design with a higher split. Though she was the one who was at the team trailer and the one who was snuggled Into his shoulder affectionately. Speaking Russian threw her off, not many did in the US as much. She had a few hidden talents it seemed. 

Ivan gave her a nod at her language, though her accent was not quite perfect, good for a American though, and she took to it well. Downing another shot and giving Joel a glance to say he was not a light weight, he also turned to congratulate her. 

[i]Действительно, для здоровья и счастья.Deystvitel'no, dlya zdorov'ya i schast'ya.
(A suprise indeed, to health and happyness.) [/i]

Everyone quietly letting Joel do his racing driver mode talking about the car, and how it had to be checked and worked on, and so. It certainly was a change of pace from the busy reactions back and forth to almost a slower interview. Behind them unknowing Mike and Marla where headed back, the guests they wanted to meet greeted, the former Royal Marine spotted a certain drink on the side. A drink he had seen well and caused a few bar fights back in his military days. It was not a popular one to say the least. 

Shaking his head, Marlin and Victoria did not reconise it, and likely so. The issue had calmed since they where growing up, he still remembered the heavy gates and reinforced concrete barriers in front of the Navy dockyards, and the shipyards gates that where at the time, multiple tons of heavy steel enough to withstand a non alcoholic car bomb. 

Then came the drama... Marinalia did tense somewhat at the accusations and hints that she was some kind of man eating monster who played with affections and who was she to judge her. She barely knew her yet she was casting shade like it was the darkness night of winter below a Ash pumping volcano. 

First that... Then Ren... That had maybe some value but she got a clear feeling Ren was not quite one to return the favour, she had seen him on the floor being kissed by a guy and had a little inkling it might mean a a little like he was more into guys than girls when she had thought back and looked back on everything in consideration. Maybe she had bounced about abit but she also did mean it and did genuinely for some unknown, mad and slightly strange reason take to Joel and his particular brand of sarcasm and do. 

Victoria and Ivan decided to stay out of the way of this one, clearly it was gonna either end in tears or anger. Or both and they decided to wait for the clean up. 

Marilania turned and downed her cocktail considering her response, deciding if to call security, go full ice queen mode or a softer reaction to the challenge. The response did hurt and she hid her eyes from her before she could blink to her normal cooler grey that hid her true impact. 

[i][color=f6989d]Firstly, how nice, I'm the pilot of thr family, though I Don, t need to explain what my family does...just check Google. Victoria helped tweak the website.   [/color][/i]

Considering her response, she decided to not go full on, had Joel not been there she would of torn into her talons a plenty, maybe a light scratch. See if she got the message. 

[i][color=f6989d]OK... You want me to explain about Ren... When I'm obviously... [s]Bitch[/s].

OK... Sorry Joel about this..	.

One.. I was interested though, and yeah. We talked and flirted a a little... Then i got drugged by that asshole they caught this morning, Ren was knocked out being kissed by some guy and so... Not exactly a ideal date would you not agree. 

So... At the ball, I had to leave early... And yes we shared a joke, a hot Chocolate and I teased him abit about star wars... But... I did flirt a a little bit... Though he seemed... Eh, he was abit... Distant and so... I think he leant down more of a Greeken scholar of you get my drift... [/color][/i]

Turning and downing a shot of whatever whiskey Joel was drinking, it burnt, just drinking it straight from the bottle before putting it down with some force. Looking at the page she had written out, jeez she was really out to shove her tight blue high heeled ass into things. 

[i][color=f6989d]So Joel and I get on, and despite being a asshole at times, he is a well meaning one.  I've not hared from Ren at all since the Winter time ball, and... Does not remind me at all of that cruel night. 

So.. Thanks for the help...   Sorry... Gotta touch up my make up [/color][/i]

Sliding off the barstool and turning away with a sharp click of heals, before turning back a step or two away, it was a lie but she was annoyed, hurt and deciding she not want to show weakness so publicly... She could nip off to bathroom and compose self.

[i][color=f6989d]Marla... My aunt helped plan it. And if you think Vika is icey, she can be like a ice berg to a Ice cube...  [/color][/i]

With a quick turn on on her heal ahead headed away, and vanished looking in mirror and sighing, she could take a second to breath and post stress she saw a small tear mark. Hiding that quickly as possible and blending it back in, she could not hide the expression her eyes where telling. 

Victoria sat by looking slightly shocked at the outburst and Ivan decided that was one battle he did not want a part of. Victoria however was annoyed on behalf of her sister and looked over noticing a woman who looked like Marinalia older twin look concerned as she stormed off, a tiny bit taller Blonde with ice blue accented hair, and a prominent glittering diamond necklace in the same colour. 

[i][color=6ecff6]Wow... You just tore into my sister.. At her own event... 

Marinalia... Has had a hell of a day and you just made it worse. Thanks.   [/color][/i]

With a slightly acusing tone, she was annoyed that she had attacked her sister, but knew she needed time and how she had reacted to events, give her a few minutes and maybe follow later if she not see her return. 

Ivan gave Joel a look that just was not wanting to get caught up between the women's particular battle, however he kept a close eye on Victoria and quietly knocked back a drink. 

[i]now I know what to expect with my daughter...   [/i]

Marla watched from afar, her blue eyes spotting f Marilania and telling something was wrong, seeing a red haired woman in a blue dress, oh to be young. But family was family... Watching over and talking quietly, Milo had noticed thanks to his wife, they had a rocky start but the two where happy for a good few years with a young son in care of a trusted hotel creche service. They had met through Mike, Marla brother in same marine unit. A few drinks later and so... Well he asked Marla out, she said yes. And history was history. 

It looked like the only drama was not on the race track. 


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[@Almalthia][@Pilatus]