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Marinalia (Romus) Olympus

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Victoria Darya Romus

Centre Point . Public Party . Firday evening

Marinalia looked up,  thr sound of what sounded like distant engines seemed to clear and large sound that was growing earlier as things began to calm down and thr figures on the higher platforms began to gather, the mayor and others where now not escaping anyone's notice.

Things seemed calm, even if the thugs was about and the figures wandering the site where being typical thugs though, sadly this seemed pretty normal in this city. 

Gah, Sol City might not be as light as the names make out. 

Turning round and seeing a stranger wrapped up in a thick scarf and layers, wait... He was hiding his face but something about his eyes seemed familiar. She had last seen him dropping him off home at some tower block after the disaster, some week ago.

Hey, my interrupted dance partner of thr Jazz Diastor masters. 

Hope you enjoyed your ride home on Sunday. 

He did not seem entirely dressed for thr party, though Ren seem rather changeable, dressed in a great style dress from ainciant times and a costime tiara, a mid lengh coat thrown over for thr cold. Even if thr dress looked cute, it was too cold. 

 which Ren is it tonight? Thr quiet one or the Dancer? 

Or you still sad about killing Han? 

Forcing a joke slightly, things where hurting Marlin, but she had to at least be slightly cheerful, it was a holiday, she had to try and be slightly normal.

Victoria smiled and looked over still holding Milo hand, yeah they had met at the dance and yes, after saving her sister and a random Shawarma date things that as the old meme said, that escalated quickly. Noticing cardboard armour, it was pretty good quality for a bodged and battered creation. 

Joseph seemed to jump out of his skin and be positively terrified about thr men, well whqt had he done so... Then came the answer, this person seemed to be about as much a magnet for trouble as thr Romus Sisters had been. Mumbling about assains, thugs in suits. Wow. He was a nervous wreck. 

Snow girl... Snow girl.. That creative answer and the best he could manage was snow girl. 

Snow girl, its Victoria... I'd even take Darya over snow girl.

Least I remembered a coat this time.  

Twirling slightly , this time in a vintage stye 30,s glittery dress and white fur coat, hood with little polar bear ears in faux fur. It was silly but she loved the coat and Marilania still disagreed on borrowing it though. 

Then came the homeless comment, internally making her feel like a awful person able to buy a dress for event, costume jewellery however cheap but still probbly more that Joseph had on his entire person... Turning nervous her self, at the whole situation, his nerves where almost infectious. 

Glancing over to Vesarian, it was going to sound rather nepotasti,c and just make her seem even more different to him, maybe Polar star needed someone for anything... Torn between offering and putting a little more pressure on milos hand. 

Ummm... Don,t take wrong way... Your making me feel guilty... 

My father is in the Navel coat over there... Captain. They have a small office here... May have some casual work.... Just a idea...  I feel like I owed you a debt...   

Nerves obvious, the offer was meant well, and by all that was about Joseph deserved a break... The amount of awkward was extreme right now... Between the two of them there probbly was ernough for a small party. 

Getting a glass of baileys and drinking slowly, she gained time to centre herself and balence her awkwardness. Feeling silly slightly, and the slightly infectious party atmosphere plus free drinks... 

 well, I Don t know about baking but I can confirm thr muscles, I just got see if this rather dapper gentlemen can dance, maybe mistletoe... 

Did I just... Gah, Im acting like I'm 16... 

Silly, but it broke her awkward streak... Jeez she sounded like she was 16 again, what was up with her recently. Long as thr fashions did not come back, some of those photos and choices belonged buried, concreted and dumped into the deepest water on the planet. 

Turning slightly pink and going quiet. Somthing about Sol City was infectious right now... 

The Mayor hered reports come in as the convoy approached flagging every camera and patrols radios bleeping through to various command centres across the city, and to the officers running the security. 

The big sand filled sanitation trucks where hardly a fortress, just another sign of the times. Then the surprises, at the last minute thr convoy began to turn away from thr event and out towards the main roads. Somthing had drawn the biker convoy away. 

The senior officers, still radios in orders to prepare to welcome the bikers where yet to even work out what going on to realise it was the work of the new Marshalls. 

Relived, the staff on the stage seemed relaxed though the remainder of convoy was till imbound and they at least where short some 50 1% bikers. 

Vesarian leant back quietly keeping a eye on his daughters, just because they where adults, he still could not feel protective of the two accomplished young women. Marilania was doing well at work and doing a job the loved. Victoria worked when her health allowed. Life seemed good, even if he had a rather different past. 

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