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[color=f6989d]Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali"[/color][/color][/centre][/h2]
[h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]  Chapter 3 opening day, Saturday. Old starboard pub [/color][/centre][/h3]


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[color=f26522][b]Sol City return and changed times[/b][/color]
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Marinalia was right. Americans and pie was a thing that she was yet to understand but enjoyed rather much. A little pleasure that made the strange contry grow on her over the past few months, it was a nice way to indulge her sweet tooth though too much might put her in the pool doing a regular 4km to keep in her rather attractive uniform. Sure not quite the post practical choice of skit and jacket out of options but the older style had a attractive charm. [i][color=f6989d]"il take the apple then miss, mount Atlas worked up a apitite. Especially off the horse trail, well me and the horse, but I Don't enjoy hay"[/color][/i]. A slight chime like tinge to her accent and glance to her phone now fronted with a favorite photo of her and Xia on the beech. Simple but it told everything she felt without words, words she was not even sure what applied. A quick ping later and a email later, nothing important. Today was a slow day indeed.

Closing her eyes a second and leaning into the comfey booth, she really needed to find a better balence between shear drama and slow days. Not even a interesting email, girlfriend at work, sister busy, and a no real events on. Meandering her thughts back, doing this with a large coconut of cocktails and a sunny warm beech certainly had advantages even with Sol beginning to warm up from its fairly unforgiving winter spells.

[i][color=f6989d]"Hmmm"[/color][/i] Half thinking to self and verbalising her query. How did Joel, Grampa and the TT line up. That was a bike race right? It was on TV once, Joel raced cars, Grampa never was into bikes, Joel already was loaded from the win? Surely? Ummm? It all was rather discombobulated and disaperate. Maybe it was just a silly rumour but some facts did ring true?

The waitress had gone off to serve the lady in far corner leaving Marinalia trying to join the dots without resorting to asking. Too many annoying questions why.


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