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[color=f6989d]Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" [/color][color=6ecff6]& Victoria Darya Romus "Vika" [/color][/color][/centre][/h2]
[h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]Monday evening to Saturday - Sol City food Festival - special event [/color][/centre][/h3]


[b]Diets, Dilemas and Deep fried twinkies.[/b] 


[b]Victoria[/b]
After the hug Victoria made a short twirl, well as much as she could with her balance in the Sol Bucks selfie mirror, she had it slightly modified in England but mostly just to best fit her rather petite frame. Vintage style prices where often closer to her size anyway. [i][color=6ecff6]"Thank you, it was too cute not to buy. Il send you the boutiques website if you want."[/color][/i] Victoria was a little concerned by her answer regarding issues, the phone call and reactions made her a little... Not sure what was up. Maybe it was just screwy hormones making her emotions and reactions a little... Variable. [i][color=6ecff6]"Ok, well, fun and food definitely sounds an excellent answer, may need a hand with crowds if it gets too busy..."[/color][/i]

Victoria definitely was not a morning person, especially without her usually raise the dead, necromantic grade coffee that present events meant she was unable to enjoy. Decaf just was not the same, and herbal teas where a crutch for her normal ever present coffee mug when working. Still not the same, never, nope. Caffeine was special... Only...a rather long time. [i][color=6ecff6]"useless in mornings. Working for myself helps, let's find something before all the good stuff gone."[/color][/i] Quietly, Isosef kept a distance back that would not be too close and the women had their privacy, he was just making sure. Right now they were just being paranoid but it was better to be paranoid than caught short. Plus Victoria condition was such, her safety was not the only one out there and at potential risk. Too many unknowns, better off being too careful. 

Isosef just felt something was about, sometimes you had a sixth sense and the Russian had long honed it to stay alive. Something about the place made his sense...blip. this place was an ideal cover for any number of things. So busy you would never know until anyone virtually screamed it. Hiding in plain sight was the greatest place to hide. Not even the best police officer could follow someone and keep track of their actions, bump passes, or any other trick old as man in subterfuge and espionage. Maybe he was paranoid. But he was alive. 

Victoria looked out for a food cart and finding one that sold what she thought would cheer up Manami, good old fashioned simple yet filling, and deliciously delectable fast food. Her stomach was a little delicate and chicken was one of those foods that was simple yet so nice done properly. While waiting for wings, Manami raised a few interesting points... Friend. Yes that was a cover. Her eyes and voice gave it away[i]
[color=6ecff6]"let's grab some good old-fashioned guilty pleasure food, and talk. That's a difficult one. Umm, my experiences are very different. So, feel free to take or ignore it. My family is... Unconventional... Dad was away a lot too. 

Hey, can I have some wings, mild sauce, no Indian spices though, and can the chicken be well done with a side of cheesy chips, and mayo... Some days need junk food. She's on my tab. I had an urge for delicious junk food with extra American on the side"[/color][/i] Victoria finished her order, with a hybrid accent of Russian and English, the petite yet alabaster skinned raven heisted lady leaning an ornate cane with a sol bucks in a red 40's ladies trench coat. Some days really needed junk food, plus there was plenty of chances to try little bites, pastries and so on top of anything caught her eye. Victoria just was suddenly starving yet also delicate. Life was very confusing. 

Smiling at the range in delicious smells, sauces and the constant sound of quiet sizzling chicken, freshly made each batch with care. Definitely a. Good choice watching them as they made the complicated steps seem like it was an effortless routine. 


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Finding a table and sitting down, Victoria used a little guilt at leaving someone a little frail standing to her advantage q tiny fraction, savoring her meal before turning back,for some reason, she wanted to help. Unknown reason, she was a friend, still something was pushing her to help. Partly distracted by delicious wings she turned to Manami. [i][color=6ecff6]That sounds...complicated... Money and family is rather...toxic. 

I... It's definitely difficult... How much does your friend want it? Everyone deserves their own life though, even if it might cost. Nothing comes entirely free but it's there life, not their parents to control. If you ever need to talk or hide for abit, just let me know. 

Umm, my family was, is a little turbulent so my view might be.. distorted. I'm just... Feeling a few things a little, so please excuse me emotions being haywire. 

What your friend wants to do? On happier news...you have to try these wings! Best I ever tasted..."[/color][/i]

Victoria did her best to avoid a few issues, some things just made her emotions go rather much into a chaotic tail spin especially now. Victoria did not mention her mum and she tried to avoid a few other details. She did not want to scare Manami away revealing her family's more dubious aspects.

[@Tyler Night][@Pyxis][@Allycat]


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[b]Marinalia[/b]
Marinalia waited for her friend, though Athena was busy getting her signed poster. When he looked her way and smirked she did her best to ignore him sipping on an overly priced rather sweet coffee she was known for. Somehow they always came across each other, admitly this time she follows Athena because she wanted a poster and Apollo was a bit of racing nerd, it was near the coffee place which was her goal anyway. She needed her Caffeine and sugar perk to keep going and perky on her feet today. Even in the comfy boots. She really felt for the girls up front in heels and having to face the public so more extensively. 


Absently minded watching the racing video, she really managed to miss most of that when was there. Her Jamician adventure had taken very different lines and routes. Instead of racing tracks it was a little more local and more hidden part of the country. Granted the views where pretty but she really found flying more fun than racing. Athena was up front, success. Her brother was much younger, more a fluke than planned but she took her big sister duties seriously. [i]"Nathen, or Nate. Depending on how much he annoys me. Thank You. I'm Athena, you been by the cargo office a few times I recall. Ever need a guide. Your rather handsome so I definitely don't mind helping you...

Thankyou for the poster. She never talks about that much, Il have to push her abit"[/i] Marinalia just watched her friend, she was not quite as much of a flirt mostly because she saw the redhead sauntering over thanks to Marlins hand sign to wave off as she saw the redhead approach. [i][color=f6989d]"meant to be on my side Athena! Oh, I believe it was totaled up as a draw oh fastest son of Sol. Try flying dear Joel not of mine. It might make You see how much more free and exhilarating it is defy gravity and and not just understeer.  Oh... I forgot Grampa Max asked me to pass on, he acquired what you needed...whatever it is if I saw you. 

Good afternoon Siobhan. Hope you enjoyed your adventures in the Caribbean, the Blue mountains where rather beautiful. Despite the small upsets, your painting was rather nice and reminds me of the family house and grounds. "[/color][/i] Athena was a little surprised and made a small drat when she saw Siobhan approach and marlins verbal que, a little dangerous to flirt with girlfriend right there. Taking the had, well she was confident.[i]"Sharon Agathon, or Athena to these folks, I'm good Thankyou Siobhan, making my little brother happy. That's Lee, or Apollo by the car, our pet racing nerd, and you seem to know Valkyrie whom you have... Past experiences... I worked with her till she got on the new 100J heavy transport...lucky so and so.  

We better get a move on soon, the old man probably wondering, we cannot buy dad a few drinks tonight and call it even Lee."[/i] Lee who had remained quiet, more enjoying seeing the set up, the professional pit kit and more, Marinalia definitely was one who cars where a means to A to B not almost like a ship, each one unique machine with unique quirks. Knowing what he did from her upbringing though, she never had the satisfaction from earning your car and your freedom.[i]"Nice flat 6 racer you have here, though always preferred the Italian or British racers. Germans, great engineers, just needs more soul and passion to there designs. Swedes are just flat out crazy folk though. 

Probably, and no, old man's out with Roslin tonight, so I need to be on time back. Grab a coffee on the way, that Il soften him up."[/i] Athena could not pass up one operturnity to rock the boat and the pretty Asian Pilot leaned on her toes before thanking him for the poster with a kiss on the cheek and a flirty smile. [i]"Thankyou, let me know if you need a guide or wanna learn, I'd happily volunteer."[/i] Just because Marlin was not interested did not mean she was not perfectly willing to least leave a little memory behind and a friendly offer. [i][color=f6989d]"Were gonna be late, and he never noticed flirting, you need to be metal with tyres"[/color][/i] Talking as they were leaving, it might of carried bit it was nothing that was a lie. Well maybe if you worse q short dress and had some romantic tryst on top of city hall...maybe he might of noticed. 

Heading back to the Deadalus tent, lines where busy as ever for the simulators, the aviation nerds where loving models of planes through the ages they flew and the old posters. The uniform had not changes as much though, modernised but the more fitted female uniforms contrasted against there rivals more genderless offerings of late. 


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