Marinalia (Romus) Olympus
Old Harbour, Sunday morning
Waking up as the Autumn sun gleamed off the old Harbour and several boats where deploying sails and starting to head out down river Marinalia was still getting used to the warehouse apartment she had rented just by the Marina. It was prefurnished and pretty generic, a large aged brick walled living room and dining kitchen with cast iron columns dominated by the tall windows was pretty inviting, well if you lived there a while. 2 bedrooms and a en suite master completed the apartment, ideal if her sister decided to visit like she often did, one bathroom only cause endless arguments over showers.
Getting dressed in her normal skirt and finding a pale pink track jacket from the floor, never quite the tidy one in the family as she headed to find tea, it had taken her days to find a decent tea shop in the city. Still athletic from years of swimming, long blonde hair and distinctive grey eyes she was not hard to miss at the pool Marinalia still enjoyed to do a few km on a Sunday morning.
Throwing on a light coat, a shoulder bag and a pair of below the knee boots teamed with a pair of vintage aviator sunglasses, a little extra she found in a market years ago, they fitted her profession flying helicopters for the Daedalus Airlines locally, new contract, new city, rented apartment and a white Landrover Discovery parked on the ground floor, sure it ate a good bite out her salary but it was her one real extravagance.
leaving the Luna Sports Facility
It had been a good swim, 4 km and a smoothie later the bright day outside could finish drying her hair off, it was a too nice day to waste with a hair drier. A few had noticed her figure, and one of the ladies had tutted her boyfriend. Always was a confidence boost to be noticed in a good way. Heading out to the Old Starboard for a snack, a good swim always made he peckish.
The bar was quiet, they mainly served food in the Lunch to early afternoon shift, a shopping bag lent against the Bars veranda balistrade from Swan songs, a few records for her father, he always got bored on his long voyages, Watching the sky above Marinalia saw a familiar helicopter fly over and come into landing at Centre Point. With a painted blue and white tail, one of the crew from Finland, he had been with them a few years. Hers was getting a UK flag kindly painted on the tail as the airline allowed the Pilots a small amount of customization on there aircraft.
She had been flying with them for a few weeks, the pay was solid, Daedalus Airlines had offered a nice bonus too as they where short on crews, though now she had been finally assigned a permanent aircraft now she had passed the flight tests and safety checks that always came with a new contract.
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