[/color][h2][centre] [color=a2d39c] [color=6ecff6] Victoria Darya Romus "Vika" [/color][/color][/centre][/h2] [h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]Saturday Morning. Chapter 3 day one. Sol City, Hephaestus Manor, Sol Museum, Sushi Restaurant. Free skip[/color][/centre][/h3] It definitely was a crazy few weeks for Victoria as she sat down at her desk overlooking the garden of the Manor. The large trees that made it so private where blowing gently and her return to Sol City had least gone with little fanfare. Wanting to be certain a medical letter with NHS paper for a test taken back in England confirmed what was found in Sol, Pregnant. Yep. No false reading or so, definitely got a passenger. That had made her rehab more complicated but long as she was careful, it would be fine for the next few months at least. She was really going to need any help it could give her. Her time was fairly busy and forgot about some of her worries, the homes security system had been fully reset with a upgraded digital security system now making it a system of concentric rings and most important in there own keeps. A pain to code but worth it, hackers would least meet more barriers and defences this time round and hopefully they would hold. [i][color=c4df9b]"Miss Romus, ve need to be leaving soon for vour 12.30 at the Consulate"[/color][/i] came a Russain accented man, Isofef had worked with the family before and she trusted him ever since she was a teanager. After the present drama, the fan girls with bottles and hacking her father and rest of the family decided to be safer than sorry in the short term and review things in a few weeks to a month if it was required or not. Though not the hulks that the posse employed the Russain veteran of the Naval Infantry, and a few other less known jobs where was a solid dark haired man in his 40's now but still physically capable and experience was always dangerous and has guarded her family in Africa, the Middle East and helped teach both sisters how to shoot. [i][color=6ecff6]"vankyou, please get the car ready, il ve right down in about 2 minutes."[/color][/i] Thanks to her lost job at blackshield, Victoria was now freelance but the new batch of maritime security codes for the software would not hurt her fiances once delivered. Leaning on the ornate royal blue cane, it's snowflake design glittering in the light, she had a small pang of... Something.. Shaking her head as now was not the time. [i][color=6ecff6]"Told vou, I'm not quite as bad when vi was 13"[/color][/i]. Pregnant had a few odd quirks like her Russian accent, well it was harder to mask so she just gave up, her hybrid English and Russian accent did have a certain charm though. [hr] several days later Victoria was laying out on the patio, well trying to get a tan anyway, it was mostly warm and though she was unhealthily thin, she had least gained a little muscle, and her complexion has not regressed back to fresh snow, that would not of worked very well against her Raven black hair or its purple to pink vertical highlights. Least she could deny some things for 1-2 months or so if she wanted. Autumn to winter would be easier, spring to summer was not going yo be easy to hide. Her sister was busy so she had house to self on a rare warm day, Isosef was off doing some job he needed to do. Lieing on her front with a book, given it was so lined with tall trees and high walls the bikini top was lying on the side table with a jug of iced lemonade. A habit from Marinaloa, that and a sweet tooth ag times. A small ache from her chest made her change position abit and curse slightly. Being pregnant was not as fun as the magazine "glow" claimed. Being confused for a team mum as 4'9 never helped, though her diamond ring, ornate cane and general more expensive or tailored clothing had made for an embarrassed receptionist when she joined the dots. Work worries where gone for now but she still needed to talk to Ethan at some point. That would be a difficult conversation and had already sent him a picture of letter confirming. Well they had to come to some understanding. With her trip back to UK, travel and work they had not managed to talk things out properly. At least Marlin was happy, Xia and her where plain cute, however much they denied it at times. Gossip was fun too, Shensaw the article about the Rally, Joel, wait same Joel... Skim reading mostly, the other article about the escaped Sea monster was funny though. Squid kraken? What next a loose cat becomes a lion? Looking over and answering the phone without feeling the need to cover self, it was private and the sensors trip banshee like alarms if anyone did try to trespass. closing the call and going back to her book. More work, least no one contacted her direct. [i][color=6ecff6]" just got comfy too" [/color][/i] Complaining to no one Victoria just shuffled and got comfy again. [hr] Victoria was wandering through the large corridors of the Sol Museum to the classics section, her Royal blue cane tapping on the hard floors and carefully navigating her way to Dino Sol. Not sure entirely why, Victoria needed time to think and some fresh air. Isosef least knew she needed space keeping an eye from further back, not that expected trouble here but this was Victoria but trouble seemed to have a special relationship with her. Passing the towering form of dippys sibling after an hour or so wandering, and losing self in the place with its long neck stretching out over the passing visitors. It reminded her of London in a good way, and a bad one. Her experiences of the city held a mix of emotions. Russia held a few better memories but even they had their roots in London. [i][color=6ecff6]"Isosef, I'm veady to leave. Lunch? VI do not have an appointment at ze hospital till later." [/color][/i] Her temporary bodyguard falling in closer, the Russain was not a giant but had a look of a man who seen worst places and survived, at detriment to others. [i][color=c4df9b]"Vi parked down nearby. Ve have time for food. And vour Dr might agree."[/color][/i] Now all Victoria had to find somewhere for lunch, Saturday or no Dr,s seemed to love appointments and check ups. Fish and chips? Pub meal or bar. She definitely was hungry regardless. Heck even take mc Donald's. [hr] Reaching the restaurant Victoria kept her lighter wool coat hanging loose, Navy blue snugly tailored for her smaller 4'9 frame with a smartish yet comfrey top under and jeans paired with a well broken pair of darker boots that had been resoled more times than they probbly should. Letting Isosef lock the car she headed in giving the door a push and leaning slightly on her cane, slightly alarmed by a monkey in a restaurant. [i][color=6ecff6]"vou sure this was ze place. Long as pokey iz not serving. Who even thinks ov naming a Rhino Horny?"[/color][/i] Who knew getting knocked up messed with your accent as well as everything else? [i][color=c4df9b]"Da, left at ze lights, past ze Sol Bucks. Zey have cooked too, It good, I already checked that von."[/color][/i] Trusting her larger Russain compatirate who had a few orders to keep her out of trouble, less likely to be bothered in the smaller family run restaurants. [i][color=6ecff6]"got a free table? Long as no one hurt Inky to make my lunch."[/color][/i] Glancing round, the place was a tad smaller but also had a good vibe about it really, there's was a woman stood about who definitely was pretty, maybe familiar? Somehow?, a few staff and customers but seems she managed to beat the worst of the lunch rush. Tidying her hair a little in the reflective surface of the glass, purple and pink highlights blending into the Raven black now a alittle more tidily, slate grey eyes displaying a small fraction of caution giving whoever had betrayed her private moments weeks ago. It still hurt, the suspect list was narrowing down though, but she did not quite want to belive whom the dots where adding up for. [@Allycat][@Shard]