[h2][centre] [color=a2d39c] [color=f6989d]Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" [/color][color=6ecff6]& Victoria Darya Romus "Vika" [/color][/color][/centre][/h2] [h3][centre] [color=a2d39c]Saturday - mixed locations to old starboard[/color][/centre][/h3] [b]Night time Nargles[/b] [b]Victoria[/b] Victoria flopped into her bed Thursday night more confused than anything. That kiss, mixed feelings, and more besides, her emotions were really confused. What did she really want? Slipping off her dress and finding a soft robe before taking off her make up and curling up asleep with strange dreams and confusing emotions and hormones running wild. Popping him a message before she fell completely asleep. [i][color=6ecff6]"Remember the bottle of water and paracetamol. :) Talk sometimes when you're not drunk. Please? Goodnight LVDR"[/color][/i] Her outing with Manami was fun, escaping into the mountains and getting lunch at the rather nice resort, it had not been hard to get a table as "Lady Romus" and a bit of polite upper-class general sucking up. Picking her up in the Bentley, the booking name. She was not hiding as much and let Manami in past a few gates though had remained less detailed about her father and how they came to be rather well off. She really needed the girls afternoon, fancy little sandwiches, cakes of so so many kinds and fancy teas. It was just fun to escape, talk and be free of pressure for a few hours and felt a little down after dropping her off home. It was little things like this that made life God. Though her interrogation into the Ryan Why, and why not... Victoria had to squirm a little how things kept falling into the more positive column. [i][color=6ecff6]"Should do that another time it was nice to get out the city, who think a model have such a sweet tooth! Ps... Stuffed crust is best pizza! Vika :)"[/color][/i] Victoria had an urging to get out of the house and she has not really sated it. She had to say goodbye to her friend from England too, he needed to return to the UK for a job that was starting up. After Ryan decided to throw her emotions to the 4 winds on top of everything else, well she was wanting a distraction from her thoughts and situation. Marinalia was up for it. Why not? Sure no drinking but she was restless, the night seemed the answer. Night out... Best idea maybe not. Going insane thinking and needing distraction yes. Finding a fun short dress, teamed with leggings for warmth as a cooler evening and ever-present boots as a bit more support. Managing quickly to put a few light waves into her hair looking a tad like a slightly gothic 50's vision but hey it worked as Victoria's long black hair hung down a deeper intense black and distinct shade in own right against the dress as a shear absence of light. [hider=Dress] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/474x/fd/f5/b3/fdf5b3af1f3361da6269d3c396df555e--pin-up-style-my-style.jpg[/img] [/hider] Finding a light coat, Victoria was a tad weather-sensitive more than the norm. Disability really annoyed her at times, less steady, weather-sensitive, so many little annoyances. [hr] [b]Marinalia[/b] Marinalia returned from her airport adventure after talking to her grandfather for a bit at the nearby office that was pretty quiet in the evenings. Most of the flights flew during the day, Part of the agreement with the city to keep the noise down. However, miles from the city the noise from the jet engines, turboprops and old piston engines always was a constant hum during the day. At night... It was surprisingly peaceful for an airport. Almost made her miss part of the night shifts here. You had time to think. Joel... Her grandfathers little, no not little. She saw the size of the transfer. It was small vs the company but it was no small investment put into the car, testing and custom building the car to beat the record. Sighing as she made it home and getting a quick shower before bed. Hopefully, she would not be expected to be more involved than signing paperwork. That would be rather awkward especially with Siobhan. Her worries about her girlfriend were dogging at her a little until distraction came. An ill pilot and a flight to Canada to deliver vital mining parts at extremely short notice and paying a small fortune to deliver them same day like fed ex. The long flight gave her chance to relax though navigating over the wilderness for miles not even a single impact of man in sight. Bar the short notice and people who wanted her to unload before they even had stopped turning the props, a happily normal and boring flight. There was one thing all pilots loved. Boring. Agree on with Victoria, it had been a while since they had a sisters night out. Deciding to go with something more casual but still wanting to make enough effort to look nice. Just because not wanting anything did not mean you had to just wear a hoody and leggings however super comfy. [hider=Marlin] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a2/b4/b4/a2b4b48fe631a629d639ddcbf08baa0f.jpg[/img] [/hider] Digging out an old leather jacket to keep warm, soft, worn-in, a little ill-treated over the years. She had shipped over more items as they got more permanently based in Sol for a few years at least. Her contract was permanent with Daedalus which was rather a unique situation for her. First time ever... [hr] Both sisters climbed out the Uber LX at Old Starboard, the Pub was an easy choice, the 501 Club was infamous, Eather was ashes and burned concrete. The Pitt was good, but tonight they wanted a little quieter night. Heading in arm in arm laughing at a bad joke about the whole Yodeling to Sol City. What next? They already had criminal celeiapods, a Cluthu cult, pokey the Rhino and a few other assorted oddities. This city was an asylum at times. Heck, they even had a bunch of intellectual yet scary villains in the perfect possee. Just needed a masked vigilante and a rather complicit police chief. Batman... Starman maybe? Moon man? [i][color=6ecff6]"Virgin Mojito for me... And a Sex on Beach please."[/color][/i] putting down a 20 and leaning against the bar for support with cane hooked casually onto one arm, rather too practised for own liking with that. Sipping her drink and giving bar tender a thumbs up before turning to her Raven haired pale sister. [i][color=f6989d]"So Ryan... You decided how you want to handle him? Forget my girlfriend worries for now. Just concerned Vika. What does he really want from you?"[/color][/i] What's the worst that could go wrong? Oh... No, don't think that! [hr] [b]Mentions[/b] [@Pilatus][@Otterpop][@Infinite Cosmos]