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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]Sunday snooze day - free skip - mixed locations [/color][/centre][/h3]


[b] Flying, Fencing and random encounters[/b] 


[b]Marinalia (Luna Sports Centre)[/b]
Marinalia sipped on her smoothie, rather mangoey, but exactly how she liked it, her favourite of the flavours on offer. The breakfast bar was a bit boring but filling though it was exactly what she wanted after a long work out. She gushed rather much about her date? Girlfriend? Well the first part. The second part was... What did you even say to someone you just met describing how they had sex in slightly obscure formats of equipment like your going on about a blue ray player. She was....a character? Yes character.[i][color=f6989d]"Sounds like she a keeper. But I'm the cutest, well according to a poll from me. Umm, well...glad you enjoyed your... recreation..."[/color][/i] How else could you congratulate a random person on getting laid? Getting a little more awkward, was that strange innuendo? Granted she did not exactly mind a little personal recreation but this was... Interesting. [i][color=f6989d]"Ok... Much as I find sleeping alone missing something somehow ever since my holiday... Umm... I give up...happy orgasams and nudity"[/color][/i] Marinalia, nothing. Utterly fuck all nothing. Just flat out nothing. Drinking her smoothie with no idea how you could answer that statement. The holiday statement was honest, Marlin got used to someone to cuddle and just not bring alone. It was still cold and sharing was hardly a chore. 

Oh... Lilith. Rather interesting name, especially when you counted in her profession. Name with a rather mixed history, you don't come across many Lilith's or strippers for the most part. Well ones you know are... finally a old-fashioned English upper class education came in useful. Just take things as they come... Xia and Victoria would be laughing half the night on her random luck. Softening her accent, with a chime like tone sneaking in[i][color=f6989d]"Ok, little fancy, Marlin or Mali is fine Lilith. Pretty name, rather mixed origins, The first defiant woman. Jobs a job, you were nice enough to tolerate a random mega awkward Englishwoman. Your not a traffic warden, that's unforgivable."[/color][/i]

Jobs where jobs you did, not made the person. The fact she was a stripper in work hours was not a problem. The last comment made her blush rather, Lilith was... First she gushes about her girl, then swaps, it was fun, if not hard to keep up. [i][color=f6989d]"It shows, Aria is a lucky girl. I'll hold that answer as my better than I deserve girlfriend works here, and I rather like someone to cuddle at night. 

You always this forward with strangers?"[/color][/i] Looking into her smoothie to regain calm, trying to lighten things and also making sure to look after her own best interest. Her question more curious than really offense. Lilith was... Well she reminded a little Xia in her utter self confidence and almost infections ability to take you along with the craziness. You just rolled with it. 

Most people worked out she was not exactly poor but very few had clicked that she was an heiress to a major European conglomerate of industrial ship builders and heavy industries both civilian and Military building everything from river boats to Frigates and cargo ships[i][color=f6989d]"Umm.. yes. I might that Olympus, Grampa Max. How even....just curious as most never make the link. Just think I like the name or colour?"[/color][/i] Guessing being a high end stripper meant you met Rich business people and had to keep up abit with the basics to make small talk and flirt with them to separate them from there dollars. Maybe the grand Prix? A client who a sponsor? 

Her offer of spending some money on her even a couple's discount was...how did she even answer that hiding badly behind her smoothie trying to just even work out what to say. Though Lilith's shear confidence just... [i][color=f6989d]"I can safely say that's one of the most unique offers I've had in Sol City, London, Anchorage and Africa combined. ummm. Thanks? Much as your attractive, umm... I kinda very much like Xia"[/color][/i] Trying her best to be polite, she really did not have much experience when the fairer sex where interested in Matlin that way. Xia, the blizzard, and the whole drama just kinda took her along the way and things worked out nicely so far. [i][color=f6989d]"I kinda still getting used to a few things so don't take anything the wrong way."[/color][/i]
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[b] Victoria (Atlas mountains to the Coffee Pot)[/b]
Victoria veered off the main route and decided to see what the car could handle though the old starboard mountains as the 6 litres of engineered state of the art V12 powered Bentley hit the mountains roads with glee to be let off the city millage leash. The back road was not alone as two older American cars that looked like out of... That car was out of supernatural? Another old car sped out of its parking spot kicking up dust a distance ahead. [i][color=fff79a]"Vika... It ain't the rally. Food can wait. I ate a bit on the plane"[/color][/i] Victoria glanced over braking into the bend and weaving tightly round with a noticeable change in tone as the car picked back up speed on the straight. [i][color=6ecff6]"Trust me Cardinal. I passed same driving test you did."[/color][/i] Smiling, she pressed harder and turned up the radio tuned to the local rock station. Driving did not have to be boring... 

Following the looping curves with ease the traction control and power management keeping the tyres tight on the road with little effort. Keeping on the Mustangs tail at a safe distance the driver really was throwing it harder than Victoria felt comfortable to do so and backed off a little, modern advantages kept her in the little game though she would have to be fairly crazy to overtake on the winding mountain road. 

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The car ahead eventually was lost in city traffic as Victoria took an alternate route to pick up something from the pharmacy and threw her friend the antihistamines he always forgot to bring. [i][color=6ecff6]"You always forget. how many times in Moscow? Now. Food, there's a decent cafe nearby. "[/color][/i] Charles had to laugh, Victoria always predicted that particular problem. But cafe and food sounded ideal. [i][color=fff79a]"Hey...I've got better. Had like 3 left.... Umm.. a few....food. let's get food!"[/color][/i] she was right... Urgh, the raven haired woman whom was sat next to him never let that go. 


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Reaching the coffee, the small car park was fairly large for a city bat so she soon found a spot next to the Winchester car. It was huge, gleaming and the bonnet seemed to go on forever. A dusty Mustang, a few other cars though thankfully no Jurassic park jeep. What did Siobhan drive? Be nice to know to help avoid the red headed woman or least get some warning. 

Heading in, Victoria balanced carefully on her cane over the gravel, with a little help from her taller blonde companion offering a little insurance. Dressed in a short pink, white and pale blue tartan skirt over black leggings, trainers and warm st Petersburg ice hockey hoodie. Long raven black hair though the contrast to pale skin, cane and 4'9 height made her harder to hide into a background. [i][color=6ecff6]"You'll like it. Come on. Stuff is safe in the car, I need someone to steal pasistry from"[/color][/i] teasing abit. Though she really was a snack thief. They just tasted nicer when you did not order them for some reason. 

There was a server she did not recognise, a white haired man, fairly tall who bore a resemblance to the woman there? Related? Or just random chance? A larger rather muscular man was sitting with a stern looking guy in a dark suit? Something about those two did not scream casual or friends. Somehow he reminded her abit of how Isosef kept an eye on the room when keeping an eye out for her. He was way too alert to be a normal lazy Sunday city dweller. The place was not too busy, guess the food festival had fooded everyone out. His hair colour though, he was not quite her old snow white but either he had a really really good hair salon or that was something strange. The tall man near the counter, he did look fairly healthy, must be a really good dye job. 

Finding a booth with Charles, a hand to help her down as she transitioned into seating. Not that she always needed the help but he least knew when Victoria would accept it and when to leave her be and let Victoria manage herself. [i][color=6ecff6]"Thanks, Its yup a little low."[/color][/i]

Wait, that was Ryan? Chef guy? Was he really just a chef? The cookout, did he owns one of the fancy cars? So many questions but it would be a bit rude to just burst in with half a dozen questions that floated round her mind. Food definitely was not a subject they excelled in, computers yes. Charles had been one who had learned how to hack with though Victoria had never really seen the appeal. She knew because you could not defend Vs an attack without knowing how the opposing forces thought and worked. 

Just taking quietly, just another pair of accents in a rather multi national city, her part Russaim English Hybrid and Charles clearly English straight off the plane. The larger man quiet tones that did carry was not local it seemed. Quietly watching people as they waited for service, the old starboard was a good place to see the wide array of the cities people.
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