[h2][centre] [color=6ecff6]Victoria Darya Romus "Vika" and [color=bc8dbf]Maria Olympus[/color][/color]

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[h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]City museum post Dirty Harriet and back to Park View . Tuesday Lunchtime. "Daughter of Persephone"[/color][/centre][/h3]


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Victoria and Maria finally calmed down after the caffine somewhat began to less effect the older Olympus woman, her usual habit of caffine, plus her daughters idea of a pick me up that was less sweet tooth and more sweet berg. Well add a energy shot from this... Rebelion. Wait, that was the brand in the new business to watch segment, had a alot of side lines in racing, sports and so. Victoria did not seem to belive her and forced a peppermint tea, and a yogurt into her before she was convinced. Medically speaking, her attempt woukd of done little, the drug had to naturally disperse but she appreciated the care and concern. 

[i][color=bc8dbf]Il be fine Victoria. Joel, wait. He was the guy Marlin liked at the Gala. He a strange egg for sure. [/color][/i] Victoria calmed abit, plus she did not fancy of having to explain to the family how she broke Maria, especially to Marla. She definitely was a much more skilled ice queen than Victoria was and did not play well with others, was made for the youngest sister of the pair. Not twins as some had claimed. Joel... Well Joel and Marlin even Victoria was confused what they had between em. They where not dating. Not quite freinds, but also seemed to be at a level that let him almost prank her. [i][color=6ecff6]OK, just wait till you drive back to the hotel! That's Joel. I'm not sure, I'm not sure words explain how and why any of this works. Very strange egg that one. Not a bad egg though. [/color][/i] Maria seemed happy ernough with that explanation, since when did anything the sisters do was easy or simple? Well her and Marla had a few intresting adventures so could not begrudge the younger Olympus ladies there excitement. Even if it did make her rather worried.

A little later while Victoria left for a rest, the shock of the shooting she was at seemed rather delayed, she was very much like Vesarian locking things away in neat boxes. Only it had its downsides. A quick hug expressed everything though, no cane. She was a alittle unsteady but that was to be expected after evading what the media said was a shooting, every little else. Victoria did not quite belive the news, too much shit was happening too quick to be entirwly conicdental event. Cardinal might help her make sense of it. That wild West cop was there. Thr club. There was somthing going on, the puzzle was there but none of the pieces made a picture, it was like playing chess, poker, and snakes and ladders at same time, with no idea which rules where which. You knew, but there was no order or logic to it. 

Then it hit her as she lay back in bed doodling, Jayne Wayne, Cow boy cop. Milo, Milo! He was with her, he was in some dodgy stuff and admitted it. Then she happens to be at scene of two events, a shooting, a bar fight. Milo was from.... Delta city, she must not be local. That meant she might not be a normal cop. Of course that opened up way too many doors. It might be a total fabrication but she was sure that some way, all chaos becomes a pattern. She had not become a skilled digital security and encryption expert for no reason. Sol was indeed a tiny world though, she had checked the old program and recognised a name and picture as miss Murphy. The red head from the Gala who spoke Russian. This city never made anything simple or easy. Whatever was going on, strange did not even begin to cover it. 

Maria took advantage of the Raven haired woman's rest, striking, summed up her choice in colours especially with her eyes contrast to pale skin. Shaking aside the thoughts, on colours, she still could have anything wedding related altered slightly to accommodate the three women. Finding her compact laptop in her bag, Maria remembered a few contacts and a old trail of emails from Marla regarding previous events soon found her the one she was looking for. It would have to be a Fwd or two. But with right care, luck and careful writing it would make it to its intended place. Thry would have there wish, a event would be coming to the Manor, it was a alittle diffrent but it would be a opertunity to ensure they found some contacts in the right places, and also an excuse to dress up, properly. 

Hitting send, she had made up a proposal for the man she belived to be heading the event, of he was serious, the others would get involved as the time came along if it went ahead. Though given the offer, situation and so, it seemed like she had found some fairly solid ground to base her proposals on. 

The world often seemed to underestimate the older Olympus sister, always quieter than the more combative Marla, more diplomatic and less impulsive than the other. However, Marla was not only one who had learned off there mother, just how to apply the arts in a more subtle way, yet still able to play the social games and navigate just as effectively. 

Victoria had a few minutes before she had to head down to eat sitting up slowly as she had felt a alittle, off. Putting it off as a reaction to stress and the whole saga that the day was. She had tried to back and forth a few messages with Ethen but the cell system was still not quite all back n running at full speed so that proved a alittle patchy, even with her tweaks to the phones code, the infrastructure was rhe problem. [i][color=6ecff6]Hey Rock star :) 

I'm safe, someone turned the museum into a action movie, so that exhibition you wanted to go to might be changed somehow. 

I'm with Maria, we have a few things to work out but it's good. We needed to. 

Stay safe. This goddess would not mind another night of madness at some point ;) I know normal dates are tricky, (unless we can find a way round the parasitic press ;) , though I'm scared also what those women at club would do!) but I think my sister knows a good picnic spot at a old ruined Manor outside the city if we wanted a quiet momment some time and a chance to away from the city and so. 

Have fun! 
Vika x x [/color][/i] Hitting send, she did not know when that message would get there and sat rewriting it a few times not wanting to imply too much. Or too little. Why did she have to like intresting men... They where always complicated, but others just sent her to sleep or tried to force normal on a very abnormal Victoria. 

Remembering certain complicated times. Cardinal. Typing out a fairly lengh email with her worries about the city. The two where a good sounding board and if anything did ring true, She was sure that he would spot the patterns too. All the random events, well random was not possible to her. There was always a level of order somewhere. However small. It was why she was so good at her job. She found patterns and links where others saw random data. Normaly email was less secure, but they had there own channels though it would take a good few hours to process the data from point to point. It would take years maybe decades for someone to decode that forcefully without the core equation to the system, one only Victoria truly knew about. 


[@Almalthia]