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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 let her accent ease a bit but it was her natural accent she grew up with. Her "Garden" she went out to play in was a private estate with several miles of woods, lakes, lands and fences between the house and the nearest dwelling that did not form part of the Olympus estate. However much she traveled she retained the crisp clean upper class English accent, even if she made an effort to soften it, which she got the small hint Lilith though was fake but it really Marlins real self. [i][color=f6989d]"Not everyone is as on the ball as you are, we have old family property off Corona Park that's been restored."[/color][/i] ignoring the education minefield comment, that one could only end in a rather dramatic disaster. 

Her next question caught her off guard as she her eyes drifted exactly where Lilith wanted them to go and directly into her posture enhanced cleavage and long toned legs crossed. Her ability to blush and deflect had been fairly well tested and outmanoeuvred. Leaning back abit, Marinalia did not have an exact answer to her question and relaxed back crossing a leg over, sipping a smoothie as Lilith deliberately used her natural assets. Marlin really was unsure how to take Lilith. [i][color=f6989d]"The view is not exactly unwelcome. Though the fun part is more tactile and less visual. 

That's... I'm not even sure, my baggage has baggage companies and own international logistical chain. Let's not go there. I unloaded enough on random strangers in past few months."[/color][/i] Lilith had turned back to her phone, obviously a cute message off someone from the reaction to it. Her offer, pink Kitten... Oh that building was hard to miss really driving back on a late shift and one of the guys from work mentioned it in passing. [i][color=f6989d]"First time for anything I guess, well second but the first I was too drunk on a hen do and just remember losing my bra somehow and kissing a statue rather publicly."[/color][/i] Remembering a rather drunken hangover, bar hopping, ending up at a strip club, something about a being dared to make out within statue and losing an item of clothing at some point and managing to spend nearly a thousand pounds. 

[i][b][color=f6989d]"Hey Cutie

My luck strikes again. I met the woman I bumped into post workout. Turns out Is a exotic dancer who is dating the Asian lady she was with and called out "English Chick" across the smoothie bar at Luna sports. Fencing class went great though, thanks for the heads up. :)

Free tonight? I miss you, please. I have new lion king blu rays, wine and curry. :) Victoria has a friend stopping by so he a decent guy though. I just miss not sharing you with work and all the life shit in between. Ok. I just don't like sleeping alone anymore... Feels... Cold. 

Stay safe and warm!
Hope your day goes better than mine :)
Mali X "[/color][/b][/i] 

Marlin sent a message including a photo of her smiling in fencing gear, masks in one hand, sword in other and long blonde hair tied back into a practical ponytail with a light braid to keep it tidy and out of the way. The message was one to laugh at partly, Marlin would not stray from Xia not after she took the time and care to help her heal and rebuild. Marlin really felt like it was better than she deserved at times. The whole sleeping alone thing, after 2 and a bit weeks straight together and happy something had clicked and did not want to go back to how it was. It was way too forward but part of her silly as it sounded really wanted to ask if she wanted to move in. It was safer part of town, no annoying cousins and she could save the money on rent to start her massage business or get a better more reliable car. Practical... Or was she just trying to justify it to own mind and not feel selfish wanting her girlfriend?

Distracted from her thoughts. Oh that was a ridiculous story... If she wanted the answer...maybe minus the odd part... A little nervous yet happy, it was pretty crazy in its own way, but not hiding it either clearly comfortable to talk about it within reason.[i][color=f6989d]"Me and Xia?, 2 going toward 3 months or there about. Depends how you define it. You're probably going to ask, so story time. We met... Well here over a smoothie infact. Swimming contest. Then the big Blizzard hit and I invited her over because she had no power or food thanks to her cousin being a neanderthal. We had a wood burner and well stocked up. 

It dragged on for nearly a week, ended up sharing a bed to keep warm when power failed. One thing lead to the obvious. Never had a girlfriend before but my luck before that sucked, so well could not get worse right? Got closer over the time. Kissed, date etc. 

Fast forward to a holiday in Jamaica, and while abit crazy, maybe a bit fast but honestly, all thanks to a blizzard and a woman who struggles in cold weather. Bit of a head rush how fast it's all changed."[/color][/i] adding a rather cleaned up version minus the whole story, minus the drama, a pregnant half sister, first kiss thanks to a claim that may or may not be true, a lost robe, topless wanderings and fact of baring her deeper secrets to the woman who had stolen her affections with little resistance. It would be obvious to someone like Lilith it had more than met the eye but that was rather personal. [i][color=f6989d]"least you found the yolk was toxic before he hurt you. Really... His loss not yours, sounds a right twat to be like that. 

Last relationship?. While ago. I've skipped between counties as a pilot. Sol is the first time I've been in once place longer than 6 months"[/color][/i] Adding a uniquely British insult, abit vulgar and alien in her accent but it covered the point perfectly. Her own history was interesting to say the least. A few partners came along but not one for several years seriously. Too much movement and short contracts meant there was no point getting too close. Just a recipe for failure and getting hurt.  
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[b] Victoria (Atlas mountains to the old starboard)[/b]
Victoria grabbed a cracker from her bag to nibble on as she sat, while not entirely cafe appropriate, the alternative was less pleasant and washed it down with a small amount from a small bottle of water handily kept in her handbag. She could manage a pastry after really overdoing it on Saturday she had paid a price, Definitely sticking to something less heavy and intense. Nothing bad... Just nope. Not a fun morning before she left the house. [i][color=6ecff6]"Urgh... Be thankful your not female."[/color][/i] Glancing over at Charles with a make fun of me right now and die a painful death from a coffee stirrer, a decorative plant and not a sword. 

Victoria spotted Ryan, giving him a nod and definitely working out the fact he was a lot more than his original introduction. The people at that show where restaurant owners and the sous chefs? Is that was they called them? They worked for him not the other way round. Just a chef, he probably owned the whole restaurant and used her as a sideways accessibility study too. Crafty...

Meanwhile the white haired man was dealing with the two gentleman, a larger tanned man with the dark suited one who gave off a major don't fuck with me vibe. Turning back to Ryan That vibe she could tell was definitely not a faker. Victoria gave him a smile and waved over to her taller blonde friend as of explaining with her mixed accent that was a tad distinctive though purely dressed for comfort. [i][color=6ecff6]"Oh just showing my friend the city, though I understand you wanting to hide things. Umm, I wish I could blend in so easily. Ryan, Charles, an old friend from London and an acquaintance who was kind enough to rescue a woman from the cold even though not open. 

Congratulations on your win, Bruno was a little ... German though. He is... A Bit much."[/color][/i] Her friend was a little protective of Victoria, he knew her far better than most and the layers she tried to hide. A little protective of her but offered a hand to shake and with a english accent straight off the boat from southern England [i][color=fff79a]"Nice to meet you, yes, known Victoria since we where teanagers, Charles, or Cardinal as Victoria always almost calls me. Old nicknames, meet the not always honorable Lady de winter"[/color][/i] Being one of the few females of that group where she earned the name, well Kitty, or the mistress really where not her style, and her darker aspects. The name was perfect. [i][color=6ecff6]"Lady Victoria Darya Romus, if we are not hiding who we are."[/color][/i] Giving a small smile, she was being honest. If Ryan was. Only fair.

Glancing over Mr white hair and Mr built like a slightly smaller version of the rock where seeming to be engaged in something, who knew what. She was abit too far away to pick up everything going on. Flirting? Argument? Something else? She had enough problems to not want to get involved into another problem. Her life was interesting enough. Feeling hungry abit. Hopefully she could order some pastries soon...
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