[h2][centre] [color=a2d39c] [color=f6989d]Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" [/color][/color][/centre][/h2] [h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]Park View . Late afternoon[/color][/centre][/h3] [hr] Marinalia laughed, her cousin sounded like he deserved abit of teasing. You had to be abit silly not to stock up with warnings of a storm coming like this, it was rather well heralded and proclaimed. Well if he got too hungry, there probbly would be some old frozen food that might not be frozen after a while. [i][color=f6989d]men... Is he gonna go out,m and hunt some squirrels in the park? [/color][/i] Laughing at him going all primitive man making fire and hunting with home made speers as the super market closed and likely out of basics anyway. Things where pretty crazy out there you seriously did not want to be out in this storm though, even Vika would not risk things, and she was more used to it. Disney movies where always fun, even if they had some strange relationship ideas... One kiss does not make a marriage, and shoes... Cindrella drank too much? [i][color=f6989d]loved em since I was a kid... Lion King! Hukana Makata... [/color][/i] Singing along abit and managing a fair version of the song, she was rather rusty, so very rusty but she remembered ernough to sing along. Though when the king died that always made her she'd a tear as a kid. Xia definitely not as extremelt open and her comments seemed to be constantly up beat. This woman was a freaking battery to keep being like this all the time. [i][color=f6989d]milk goes well with tea... Il take that. Life definitely... Not boring nay where near you! Yep, Ball room, used to host alot of parties back in times past. Il show you later it's beuterful. [/color][/i] It was pretty impressive with full ceeling paintings and large windows that let in lots of light. The small room could be closed off but opened up it was a huge room, way to huge for them to make use of yet. That would have to change and find some way to have some fun now they had a venue to entertain. [i][color=f6989d]Ball room, yep. Parisian design and just been restored, the house was shuttered and sheeted for a long time. Il show you later! Explore, definitely. Safari... Abit too cold for lara croft outfit I'm afraid. Cannot promise anything. [/color][/i] That was a alittle cheeky but, she did have that from a fancy dress party once, and not changed size much, of all the things she had shipped over was eclectic to say the least. Photos, clothes and more. This place was starting to feel more like home, especially her little scnctury upstairs. The seach of the room was not entirely fruitful but they did find a few old board games, some of the things where strange, dated or so but they found a few funny things, and evidence the place had a colourful past, even a book that must predate there ownership of the house... There was a reason someone kept it at back of a cupboard though. The old days where not quite as wholesome and prudish as they claimed. Relics of the past of then found a way to survive. [i][color=f6989d]ernough to knock up a home made pasta sauce, shops where so crazy I could not get anything too fancy. Tasty though! Whatever forced us together today... Not sure of that's good or bad... [/color][/i] Giving a honest answer to her wink and comment, that definitely was a 50/50 on which way the line fell. Xia definitely had a somewhat infectious enthusiasm though and that caused a random hug. Xia was working Marlin out her shell abit without noticing, after all the trouble she had called back. But it seemed safe ernough to poke out and see the air right now. Some events definitely did not leave you in a few weeks.. Thr next question took her back and nearly dropped a vase she was putting back after piling up a few board games, some cards and a old fashion magazine from the 40's that her curious. The style back then was... Well plain nice in its own way. Her suprise was more how direct it was worded, well that was not exactly beating about any Bush, plant. Or tree. Deflecting showmwhat, that was a question that she was not sure even how to answer and context what it might imply. It was not quite as simple as it seemed. [i][color=f6989d]umm... That's.. A... Your on pasta duty... Il answer that one, just when I'm ready. Wanna explore? [/color][/i] Taking her on a quiet tour of the downstairs after dropping the games, the ball room was large and lower levels where more ornate and aimed for show than comfort. A tad old fashioned but it gave a slight hint of lost class and style that modern homes could not quite carry across. Light even with the snow piled up windows and a tall ceeling that was fully painted and with designs inspired from Greek myths and legends. The conservetroy was colder and Marinalia kept the blanket using as somthing to throw over her shoulders for warmth, mostly a odd potted plant, table, chairs and some garden furniture stacked up in the corner. It was evident thr house was a while off being fully lived in. The rest was pretty basic and a downstairs loo. Store. The front drawing rooms where under used offices. Heading back upstairs where it was warmer, Marlin kept the tour quick, with a few explanations, but it mostly told its own story. Getting help from Xia to make a quick pasta, mostly small talk though. Making up a quick pasta sauce, onions, some herbs and bits thrown together into a quick but healthy meal. [i][color=f6989d]upstairs, exploring plus its always warm up there. There's a system in the walls... Old.. Well Roman.. fashioned central heating... [/color][/i] Waiting before leading her up a set of stairs off to the side, and onto a landing on the 2"nd floor. Glass lined looking over the entrance hall and it's ever more snowed over glass roof that she was not sure you would want to be under for a prolonged period. The storm was definitely biting and thick flurries fell outside the glass. The smaller private living room with a open pair of doors that lead to a bedroom, queen's sized bed and a walk in wardrobe and be suite.and a rather snow covered balcony, comfortable sofas rou d a coffee table and small fire place. It was her personal corner and had alot more items like photos of family, friends, a picture of her flying the said race vs Joel and more scattered about. A small desk had a aviation theme and a few little models of what she flew sat about with a short light robe she threw under a cushion to quickly tidy up. The balcony in the darker winter light was snowed in heavily and you'd probbly struggle to even push open the French doors. Sat eating her pasta, it was more cozy and bit more "normal" up here than downstairs. The surroundings where also comforting for her. It was her little safe spot away from the world. Playing with her fork against the bowl, abit nervous, but deciding to be honest. Sliding up the t shirt hem a inch or two. the scar was visible and in the light, a alittle more obviously not a medical one. She did not make it obvious to many people, her family, close friends, and lovers found it obviousy... But world. No. [i][color=f6989d]my little sanctuary... It's warmer and abit more comfortable. Its personal. But il answer you. I was 18, went out down shops just to grab some stuff. Was abit late but area was meant to be safe. You know done it a 100 times. So i get mugged... Gak turns bad. Soon I'm finding myself in hospital. My Aunt who happened to follow me as I forgot my bank cards saved my life. She a Trauma surgeon. So... I woke up... In pain, hooked. Up to a million things. Blood ttansfusens the works. I was gonna join natinal program, the injury left me out of it for a long time, and told me. Well I lost my shot at what I love. So... I kinda Don, t feel comfortable with questions as reminds me of my old dream I never got a chance at. I'm telling you because... I trust you for some reason I cannot fathom! So... Umm... Silly as it sounds I just Don,t feel so confident showing in public. Especially after been asked me super awkwardly if I had a botched C section... Strange as it all sounds.... Olympic gold is forever... And no one could say I not earn it. I missed my chance at it... All thanks to one asshole... Whom il add is still locked up and got years left...[/color][/i] Sighing, the story was suprising difficult however strange it sounded. It reminded her of a rather deep loss, and despite only bring thr potential, it was a loss of the opertunity... The what if was worse than a fixed loss. Pausing a second at times, and blinking a wet eye away before wit became overly notable. Oh. Xia asked somthong or let her ask? It always sounded odd. She was successful pilot and rated to fly high power aircraft and more.. Yet still hung up over losing her shot at well... Forever. Winning at Olympics is a name in history, a name you earned... [i][color=f6989d]personal. Maybe not quite. Well,.. What you thinking... Freinds, some lost stray you wanted to help. Somthing else? Or perhaps more? Im not tricking you. I'm just curious. You seem to be layered... And maybe more meaning to some things than meet the shell spicey egg. [/color][/i] Switching more to thoughtful, her accent had lost some crisp edge and softened somewhat. Slower and softer, though slightly still carrying a troubled edge from her story that took time to bleed off. Not sure what might happen, or what answer... But least it might end the slight confusion she had about some of the previous comments and whatever happened... Happened. [@King Tai] [hr] [centre][h2][color=bc8dbf]Maria Olympus[/color][/h2][/centre] [centre][h3][color=bc8dbf]on way to pet store with Fluffy that evening [/color][/h3][/centre] Maria gave a relaxed as the woman seems freindly but also knew what she was doing and got what she needed pretty quickly and easily, thankfully she was a experienced travaler and was way to prepared and extremely planned for all Manner of documents, isurence and more besides. She had isurence, certificates, hospitals that took her company directly and her various pet and medication documents. Maria had helped her dad many times to fly international and had a pretty good amount of air miles built up. As she brought over what she needed Maria pulled out a purse out her hand bag and flicked through finding her personal credit cards for the right one among a corpate one, bank cards, discount cards and her pass card she left in hand bag. Oh... Boots, coat. That might be useful if this kept up. [i][color=bc8dbf]Thankyou miss. Not cheap but she worth it. [/color][/i] Fairly clam, she waited as the woman working did her bit, anything remotely medical meant a ton of paperwork. Giving Fluffy a alittle fuss as she stood waiting, a rather well behaved dog just needed a strong hand to reign in her distrust of males and protective nature. Shaking her head at her dog, she needed one at times but just never took to a coat, but boots where alot easier. [i][color=bc8dbf]your really not a coat fan are you... Come on... No. Stay. I swear she get bad habits off my fiance... Boots, and mabe some treats. I tried coats but she just never took to one... It's pretty obvious she was uncomfortable. [/color][/i] Swiping her card for the purchases on a credit card, it was alot easier than carrying alot of cash and she traveled so much at one point she still had cards compatable across alot of regions. [i][color=bc8dbf]can you help me? She fairly calm, just is not used to much bar a lead or harness. Someone who knows sthem better may help. Just go to easy, she not always the ebey when meeting new people. [/color][/i] Making abit of small talk as she waited for help and put some of her packages in her hand bag, always was worth having a larger handbag than normal when traveling. Credit cards sometimes where a alittle delayed. Especially when the city was... Not exactly running quickly. [i][color=bc8dbf]I'm in the city to see my daughter, and to be step daughter in law. Though getting agreement from those two and my sister on bridesmaids colours will be a nightmare. You got anyone special back home? Hopefully you not got too long, I'm not sure Youl be able to get home in a few hours even of you had a tank. [/color][/i] Fluffy was fairly well behaved though was a alittle apprehensive of strangers waiting for Maria to give her a nod and a OK before the German shepard lifted a paw slowly to help the woman put the boot on. Though with a alittle aprenesion and somewhat testing a prodding the ground as it felt strange at first. Maria was abit excited... Well alot excited about things but mixed with nerves about how her daughter would react. How Victoria would and how to face the fact she lost her own mother when she was young. It was alot to deal with. Ontop of arranging thr wedding, guests, even with a planner, her sister, fiqnce trying to help... Maybe they should just elope and host a party later. [@LunarMist]