[h2][centre] [color=a2d39c] [color=f6989d]Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" [/color][/color][/centre][/h2] [h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]Luna Sports . Later Monday morning[/color][/centre][/h3] [hr] Marinalia liked the idea of the southern areas but being blonde and fair skinned meant she would need a sun hat, cream and more besides just to walk out the door and pick up some milk. Though being able to go to work with the top down in a soft top, enjoy a glass of wine watching the sunset, maybe a cocktail on the beech. It had its advantages but she probbly would burn just buying milk! Politely smiling her way through the stuff she did not understand and just tried to bodge the bits together, some alcoholic drink, mango, mango was easy to understand, mango was nice. Caribian curry was a alittle different, she had Indian, and a few others, Nepalise and such. Never Caribian though if she a as ever back in London she could easily rectify that one. [i][color=f6989d]Natural Blonde. Caribian sun and me might disagree a little. I'm used to it, this is my first permanent job, you kinda get used to doing as Romans do. Least I understand the fruit. [/color][/i] Shrugging and sipping her smoothie that was starting to get close to the end enjoying the fruity energy and her muscles where starting to regain there old selves after the swim. She kept in shape, not that Marinalia did not push herself at times to. Her normal swim was shorter and more regular, just keeping fot more than any aim to be a athlete or build extensive muscle. [i][color=f6989d]given Sol, I may need good luck! Gratias tibi (Thankyou) I like mine with extra mango, and a lighter lunch. I try to keep in shape, though I may have had it tailored a alittle... Your not easy to miss yourself, and had a rather pretty black and white dress I remember. [/color][/i] Going a alittle pink at the comments, it was diffrent but diffrent was not always bad, I mean how much worse could it go than the jazz night or getting arrested? She did know how attractive she looked in uniform, and twirled a few long blonde hairs round her finger to not fidgit, well it was but controlled. Laughing slightly at the comment, her accent was pure English almost still despite alot of traveling and living abroad. Some people where just a sucker for the soft English accent, a pretty face and a little flaunting her natural advantages. Harmless flirting after all. Just a bit of fun. [i][color=f6989d]a alittle bit is harmless fun. It's kinda confidence building. If they want to... Who's to say no. I might need more sunscreen than fuel! Goodbye Paige, good shooting. I think is the right answer. I Don, t have a grudge against you. Sisters. Not twins. [/color][/i] Giving her a small wave as she left, Paige seemed alright and she was nothing like the woman described by Victoria. Somewhat cold and... Scary but not some evil force out to cause harm to anyone who comes here way. What did she plan to do? Maybe do some shopping, how did you end the whole convosatuon, it was not a date, they knew each other abit. Damn social minefields where there's no guideline. She could do date, do friends. Despite her whole nature, she was a very loyal person to those who where kind in return, loyalty and trust had been a big thing growing up. [i][color=f6989d]Probbly some shopping, need a few bits from the mall and so. I'd like a quiet walk out somewhere but alas. Life is so. Umm.. So see you later on. Call me if you like. I'm pretty new to the city still, nice to be able to just sit, talk. Enjoy a smoothie you know. Keep in touch! [/color][/i] Smiling and sliding off her chair tossing a the cup in the recycling bin nearby and zipping her jacket up for the Cold, the warm soft sheep wool lined leather was amazing in these conditions. The jacket she loved, it was a gift years ago and had remained a old freind ever since. Putting a hand on her shoulder, and tilting up slightly she gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek before grabbing her gym bag and walking out a little bit pink. Definitely would be fun to see what kind of things came from the little challenge. They could decide a day another time. Phone numbers where already swapped, Xia was genuinely nice, posetive, and we'll. She dressed up rather nicely when she wanted to, definitely attractive... Did I just think that. A little... Lot scary but also, well. Live a alittle. [hr] Heading out to her car and climbing on seeing a message from Victoria, Joe and a few others. Most could wait, family and Joel. They where... Not quite what they where but it was still good to be able to talk to someone. His viewpoint was a refreshing contrast to others around her. [b][color=f6989d]You where right. This time I feel like I'm doing somthing worthwhile. I'm meant to be a pilot. OK.. I'm a sucker for cute plush. Remember that suit... You looked sharp that nigbt. Good luck, knew you would join Team Air eventually. :) Ps.. Glad we can atleast talk. Your a good egg. MRO[/color][/b] Hotting send, and messaging Victoria she would stop by the mall becmfore heading home, Marinalia used the horn a few times to make traffic move abit more that cut her off. Damn drivers, you merge firther down, not right at the end when your hitting thr lines. Where did they learn to drive? Reaching the mall at lunch time, yeah probbly should of eaten at the gym but oh well, grabbing a chockate bar out her handbag to keep her going. A few teanagers about seemed to stare a alittle but they where harmless and doom vanished when they relised, awkward. Much! The uniform did draw a alittle attention as it always did, Deadalus did excde abit of old style glamour and more golden age of air travel than the pack em. Stack em and fly em Airlines that seemed to have almost taken totally over. Haven Square was like any mall at end of day, least this one was clean and tidy, shops where not bad either, especially the small boutique row, Victoria would love them. Thinking back she found the card in her hand bag... Paige... A marshal. A quick Google later told her they had nothing to do with the old West, cowboys or cattle rustling. Paige was a fugitive hunter, and one from a smaller branch. Bob she was told had been caught by a Marshal unit in Sol City. Victoria had talked of alot cops about, task forces and that friend of hers seemed to think that somthing was up in the city. Hmm... No wait. That might just make a small bit of sense. Somthing was up but maybe not there ideas. There definitely was a change in the city though. That's all she could confirm. Was Paige involved... Maybe. There where alot of Marshals though, and Bob was a seriously wanted man so everyone be on his case. They odds where pretty small but not impossible... [hr] Later that afternoon a man dropped off a package for a Mr Nicolisi at the depot, he was out at the time and this was recorded delivery only..oh well not his job to question anything. Not paid ernough. The box was large and padded well, someone wanted there cargo to be safe, UK stamps and everything. Inside was a rather valuable item, maybe not always in money but in meaning. The steering wheel from Aryton Senna 1990 championship winning race, a signed plaque marked with all the paperwork and photos qof the day on question.. A hand written letter lay on top on thick legal paper, with logo embossed of OHI and written in a neat cursive hand. Thrown in the box, a few smaller more knick macks of less note including a scale model of the winning car alongside a engraved lighter with the final straight scene on it, the dates and race times.. [hider=A letter ] To Mr Nicolsi I hope this finds you well. I have enclosed somthing I meant to give you about a month ago but the chaos of the event, and business and family obligations meant I was sadly engaged. It was a regrettable evening. My family does not quite share my passions, and my daughters are not a fan of racing after a bad wreck. So I'm passing this onto someone who would apeciate this history and value. I drove until my wife made me give up as we where expecting my oldest son. The wheel is from Ayton Senna, 1990 championship winning race. Fully signed and confirmed. I loved racing as a a young man, and we'll as a rich man I could aquire some more intresting items. So I hope you may appreciate this bit of history, and hopefully you may pass it on to someone else deserving. This was sent late but I am to be a grandfather for another time, and gaining a son in law so things have been as you understand busy. Where I younger this would be presented in person but I am not quite up to the jet lag as before. To business. All accounts are now settled, paid up and balenced. May your career be a safe and successful one. Congratulations on your win. I'm sure you have hered it 1000 times already but give a alittle for a old man. Personal office of: Maxamillion Olympus CEO Olympus Heavy Industies Proud shipbuilders to the Royal Navy [i]Signed[/i] [/hider] [@Pilatus][@King Tai]