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[color=f6989d]Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" [/color][/color][/centre][/h2]
[h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]Luna Sports . Later Monday morning[/color][/centre][/h3]


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Marinalia finished up and climbed out the pool as her waterproof fit bit watch tracked the distences she had swam over the time, 5.2km was a fair distance and longer than she normaly did on a week day but her drive to exercise had been pretty strong and sadly was not getting the other kind at the momment so the pool would do fine.

Checking the stats her time per km was starting to get better again and now she had more time to swim thanks to her change of job, had averaged a good increase in distences covered over the week. Her emotions felt quite abit more stable now and the pool was a good theropy for her, the simple act of constant perfect strokes and diving turns kept her mind focused and let it rest abit. Somthing was helping how she felt and bqlencing her abit more. However it was achieved did not matter much, but her therapist would be happy to see progress and posetive changes, though not as much as Marinalia. Slowly she was putting Bob behind her, the possee and even feeling more calm about Joel. She did like him and would of wanted to try and make somthing of it but it seemed Siobhan had got her at disadvantage and apecpeted mostly it was a lost cause,only mote trouble to chase. 

Sat on the side she stretched out her toes enjoying the feeling of the water and remembering happier times when she was a potential national hopeful. She still loved it, Just in a diffrent way of expressing her feelings. Heading out she stretched her legs, they where aching a a little from the intense workout but it was a good ache and one she had not felt in a while. 

Heading back to changing room and going for a quick shower to get the chlorine out and make her hair feel less disgusting, it was one of the few things she disliked how her hair felt if she did not shower off. Of course that was how a romance had started when she was 18 with Victor her swim partner at time.... Oh broken locks and miskaken signs Thankyou. Everyone wondered why they where so in tune. The answer was secretly a a little more close. 

Drying off her hair sat in the changing room running a brush though the long blonde straight hair down her back espechily when wet so it did not end up all tangled up and fairly tidy. It was mostly dry by the time she finished but that took a little time and buttoned back up the fitted blouse and jacket. Back in her neat uniform with a neat fitted skirt, bpuse and jacket with her gold wings. The airline had a reputation for old fashioned service and the uniform was that, a a little older, but customers seemed to love it and she had to admit with her figure it was pretty attractive. 

Heading out with flight jacket on but not zipped for warmth, its wings and patches obvious, but she ews proud of what she did and never hid that part of her life. The weather was colder and her slightly damp hair was making her feel a a little cold, as her post swim self felt a a little more cooler than before. 

Too early to want to go home, it was still morning and Victoria would likely be out till the afternoon with hospital and errands, maybe some social moments. Nare, she would go to the smoothie bar, it would perk her up after a pre dawn start for because of her lesson and the 5.2km swim on top. She definitely was not a morning person and had launched at the zombie story. The whole club peice made her cringe abit inside knowing they had been a catalyst however unintended. 

Remembering, she had finaly found the wprds she needed. She was pretty neutral about things and the swim had given her time to think things over in a relative peace without the worlds distractions. Might as well be civil even if you could not persue what you had wanted. Her thinking had changed quite abit over past month or so. If Joel had not blocked her number. 

[i][color=f6989d]Hey Joel. Hope you had a good trip to Japan. Friday was a abit of a disaster to say the least. Hope you and lady friend got out OK. Those bouncers where a bunch of gorilla's. 

Thankyou for a candy it was delicious , and pikachu who is adorable. I could of brought one, but it would never mean as much as a gift. I always valued them far more than anything bought due to my childhood, and it stuck with me. 

Thankyou! 

Marlin... Now flight instructer. I'm back flying more than before! Love it! :) look to the sky! [/color][/i]

Hitting sent and wary of him seeming with someone else leaving off the x and a attaching a pic of a cute pikachu tucked into the seat belt of her land rover like a rather big kid. She was serious, but also had a soft side too. 

Typing out a quick reply to a email too, the woman she had helped, well that was easy, Victoria had the number and quickly replied saying she believed Ashton would be happy she passed it on, even upset of she did not. After being a victim she did not want to see other in symuch a state or hurt so, so she had a almost moral duty to help the drunk woman. Especially whit the creepers about. It did not bear thinking about what they would have done. It was lucky that the three woman had got that situation under control before anything bad could happen. 

The woman seemed nice ernough, at least she was genuine and fairly friendly. That went a good way in this city in her book. 

[i][color=f6989d]we got out early thanks to a lawyer so did not see Ashton. However my sister messaged her and she seems alright as can be despite everything, she a tough cookie. 

I'm glad you got home safe, I was very vulnerable one night.and someone helped me. Id rather help than see someone hurt or exploited. I met Xia in passing before. You Don, t owe me anything. 

Vika said it should be OK so il enclose her number. I'm sure a Ashton will be glad to know your safe. 

Hope you have a good day. 

MRO[/color][/i] 

Sending the email. Yeah she would likely be glad to make a new cm contact knowing Ashton from her nature and description. The Jazz night definitely had definitely changed her, maybe a fraction for the better once the scars began to lessen. 

Walking back cheerfully to grab a smoothie, long blonde hair bouncing abit as she walked and it was more dry and lighter she headed to grab a smoothie to boost her energy and give a a little perk up while she decided where to go next. Her hand bag in the crook of her arm, and a small gym bag in a rather unapologetic pale pink hanging off her shoulder throwing off the elagent woman look slightly. 

[i][color=f6989d]Banana buzz please, extra mango if you can. [/color][/i]

Smiling and flirting slightly with the guy behind, he was definitely younger than she was but hey, if it got her extra mango it entirely harmless and she was single so even if it ended up somewhere it was not a problem. The odds where it never went anywhere.m, just abit of fun. Thr place was definitely not cheap, expensive to be true but it had a nice atmosphere and everything was clean, the WiFi fast and free. 

Paying with a swipe of her card a a little tinkling laugh, she headed back out to sit down and things where abit packed so sat down next to a taller blonde, who looked a tad intense and like she should reconise the woman, strange she definitely was familiar. Like Victoria almost described her... 

Maybe she should remember but she had seen so many faces that club night. With a softer British accent with a well spoken nature, her cool grey eyes noted the woman was definitely not quite normal. She definitely had been having a intense work out from the slightly tired look. Unless a early morning worker. 

[i][color=f6989d]Sorry about this, place is abit busy for a Monday morning. 

These are great after a long swim, almost better than coffee...[/color][/i]

Going quietly back to her drink, she merely relaxed abit and nudged her uniform skirt down because it did not done so we with the only seats at the bar height. crossing her well toned legs partly not wanting to be indecent getting down again later on. Pulling her leather jacket abit tighter as someone left letting in a breze from the colder outdoors. This had nothing on Alaska though, now that was way too cold! 

[i][color=f6989d]Excuse me. You just look like we may have met before. [/color][/i]

Polite, she sipped her smoothie with a glittering ice blue ring on a opisite engagement finger again, it did help reduce the jet count acting like she had a fiance though. As her family had taught her, survive however it takes, dirty tricks and all. 

Thinking things over. Sol city was definitely a a time she would remember, and hopefully tell her children of maybe one day. 


[@Pilatus]