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Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

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Drama time... Drama is dramatic!

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Romus Sisters . City Hall

7.30 PM ish, City Hall, Olympus Heavy Industries Victory Gala

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Marinalia at first before the drama came, happy she she had got Joel a notice on her and feeling a elbow nudged gently into her side, it proved it. Just a little conformation that he did have the will to reciprocate the affection. It was better than some who despite the blatant flirting never returned a gesture. Thongs felt like they where going well and relaxed she began to reach end of the cocktail she had been working on, if she tried to match Joel drink for drink she would be unconscious. Ivan maybe might give him a run for his drinking money though by virtue of sheer bulk.

Victoria turned and gave a friendly shrug, caught mid adjusting her long white hair to keep a few strand out of her eye, it was annoying beyond sense but her did what it did, and nothing would tell it different. Meant playfully, she knew he was winding her up. She thought she,d return the favour.

just giving nature a nudge... Nothing more Mr Bond..
Prince Hans... You wound me so! ... Remember some races its better to finish second.

Laughing to the end of the comment she could pretend to be anything but, her mock accent of seriousness crumbled in a a matter of words. They seemed a natural fit... If they acted on it.

The woman joined them sitting down and deliberately seemed to work her dresses advantages with alot of a well toned back on display, and more leg than Marlins longer design with a higher split. Though she was the one who was at the team trailer and the one who was snuggled Into his shoulder affectionately. Speaking Russian threw her off, not many did in the US as much. She had a few hidden talents it seemed.

Ivan gave her a nod at her language, though her accent was not quite perfect, good for a American though, and she took to it well. Downing another shot and giving Joel a glance to say he was not a light weight, he also turned to congratulate her.

Действительно, для здоровья и счастья.Deystvitel'no, dlya zdorov'ya i schast'ya.
(A suprise indeed, to health and happyness.)

Everyone quietly letting Joel do his racing driver mode talking about the car, and how it had to be checked and worked on, and so. It certainly was a change of pace from the busy reactions back and forth to almost a slower interview. Behind them unknowing Mike and Marla where headed back, the guests they wanted to meet greeted, the former Royal Marine spotted a certain drink on the side. A drink he had seen well and caused a few bar fights back in his military days. It was not a popular one to say the least.

Shaking his head, Marlin and Victoria did not reconise it, and likely so. The issue had calmed since they where growing up, he still remembered the heavy gates and reinforced concrete barriers in front of the Navy dockyards, and the shipyards gates that where at the time, multiple tons of heavy steel enough to withstand a non alcoholic car bomb.

Then came the drama... Marinalia did tense somewhat at the accusations and hints that she was some kind of man eating monster who played with affections and who was she to judge her. She barely knew her yet she was casting shade like it was the darkness night of winter below a Ash pumping volcano.

First that... Then Ren... That had maybe some value but she got a clear feeling Ren was not quite one to return the favour, she had seen him on the floor being kissed by a guy and had a little inkling it might mean a a little like he was more into guys than girls when she had thought back and looked back on everything in consideration. Maybe she had bounced about abit but she also did mean it and did genuinely for some unknown, mad and slightly strange reason take to Joel and his particular brand of sarcasm and do.

Victoria and Ivan decided to stay out of the way of this one, clearly it was gonna either end in tears or anger. Or both and they decided to wait for the clean up.

Marilania turned and downed her cocktail considering her response, deciding if to call security, go full ice queen mode or a softer reaction to the challenge. The response did hurt and she hid her eyes from her before she could blink to her normal cooler grey that hid her true impact.

Firstly, how nice, I'm the pilot of thr family, though I Don, t need to explain what my family does...just check Google. Victoria helped tweak the website.

Considering her response, she decided to not go full on, had Joel not been there she would of torn into her talons a plenty, maybe a light scratch. See if she got the message.

OK... You want me to explain about Ren... When I'm obviously... Bitch.

OK... Sorry Joel about this.. .

One.. I was interested though, and yeah. We talked and flirted a a little... Then i got drugged by that asshole they caught this morning, Ren was knocked out being kissed by some guy and so... Not exactly a ideal date would you not agree.

So... At the ball, I had to leave early... And yes we shared a joke, a hot Chocolate and I teased him abit about star wars... But... I did flirt a a little bit... Though he seemed... Eh, he was abit... Distant and so... I think he leant down more of a Greeken scholar of you get my drift...

Turning and downing a shot of whatever whiskey Joel was drinking, it burnt, just drinking it straight from the bottle before putting it down with some force. Looking at the page she had written out, jeez she was really out to shove her tight blue high heeled ass into things.

So Joel and I get on, and despite being a asshole at times, he is a well meaning one. I've not hared from Ren at all since the Winter time ball, and... Does not remind me at all of that cruel night.

So.. Thanks for the help... Sorry... Gotta touch up my make up

Sliding off the barstool and turning away with a sharp click of heals, before turning back a step or two away, it was a lie but she was annoyed, hurt and deciding she not want to show weakness so publicly... She could nip off to bathroom and compose self.

Marla... My aunt helped plan it. And if you think Vika is icey, she can be like a ice berg to a Ice cube...

With a quick turn on on her heal ahead headed away, and vanished looking in mirror and sighing, she could take a second to breath and post stress she saw a small tear mark. Hiding that quickly as possible and blending it back in, she could not hide the expression her eyes where telling.

Victoria sat by looking slightly shocked at the outburst and Ivan decided that was one battle he did not want a part of. Victoria however was annoyed on behalf of her sister and looked over noticing a woman who looked like Marinalia older twin look concerned as she stormed off, a tiny bit taller Blonde with ice blue accented hair, and a prominent glittering diamond necklace in the same colour.

Wow... You just tore into my sister.. At her own event...

Marinalia... Has had a hell of a day and you just made it worse. Thanks.

With a slightly acusing tone, she was annoyed that she had attacked her sister, but knew she needed time and how she had reacted to events, give her a few minutes and maybe follow later if she not see her return.

Ivan gave Joel a look that just was not wanting to get caught up between the women's particular battle, however he kept a close eye on Victoria and quietly knocked back a drink.

now I know what to expect with my daughter...

Marla watched from afar, her blue eyes spotting f Marilania and telling something was wrong, seeing a red haired woman in a blue dress, oh to be young. But family was family... Watching over and talking quietly, Milo had noticed thanks to his wife, they had a rocky start but the two where happy for a good few years with a young son in care of a trusted hotel creche service. They had met through Mike, Marla brother in same marine unit. A few drinks later and so... Well he asked Marla out, she said yes. And history was history.

It looked like the only drama was not on the race track.

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@Almalthia@Pilatus

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Ignore...

Drama alert lol.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Romus Sisters . City Hall

7.30 PM ish, City Hall, Olympus Heavy Industries Victory Gala

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Marinalia leant back at the bar leaning against Joels shoulder. The mid thigh lengh split showing ernough well toned leg to be defenitely obvious that she was flirting slightly and rested her head on his shoulder as a sign of trust. Well to her anyway, it meant a bunch of things but she trusted him it it was her way of showing it.

Hearing a click of heals and seeing a rather showy and shorter blue dress, low back from the angle she could see and probbly single. Ernough leg, low back. She was out to look good be noticed doing it. Her long white dress was backless and a tad impractical, a hidden bit of tape helped keep everything exactly where it should be. Turning her head, a short necklace of tight gold chain and ice blue gems contrasted to her white and gold outfit.

Leaving head on shoulder as a I've got this one gesture, she was not thr jealous kind... But she was still unsure as to where they stood and wanted to try and make things clear hoping it might help make or clear in some strange way to world that somehow make it work. Her logic made no real sense probbly but she did not care. A good dent in the brightly coloured sex on beach and Vodka where making her thoughts a tad more abstract.

Oh.. Thanks, I'd take you up on the offer but I'm kinda... Marinalia, Olympus...

I'm... Well family. Thank you for offering.

Cocking her head to the banner clearly displaying "Olympus Heavy Industries" logo and name in black letters clearly on a white banner. Gesturing to join them and sit down.

Hey, Vika, don't make me do all the work!

Behind the massive Russian who 6'6 bulk and muscle hid the frail looking white haired woman in a more conservative, but thr style suited her. She did not quite had the figure to pull off more daring styles as well. Anyway, she did not need to further emphasise her slim figure by being able to see the outline of her back clearly.

Turning round she saw a red head, tall and particularly showy tonight... Wait it was that red head. No way... It was. It was the cop.

Hey, it's a Olympus gala, I'm Romus.

Hey, this is our godfather Ivan, I'm Victoria... I hope Milo was helpful to your enquiries...

Suddenly turning a little bit colder as she relised who she was, it was not her fault but she still felt, those two did not exactly help matters in that utter train wreck of a evening.

Ivan watching kept a eye on Victoria and between them spotting a definite history between the two women, he knew Victoria well. She could be abit changeable about things and easily hurt despite the feisty extiror at times. There where alot of layers and took abit of patience to find the real layer beneath the hurts, scars and armour. He could keep between them abit, not like many could push him out the way anyway.

why Don,t you join us for a drink. Maybe clear the air a a little and relax

Расслабься, Вика, это не ее вина.
(Relax Vika, it not her fault.)

Raising a vodka bottle he asked thr barman for handing a shot to the new comer, it was decent vodka, and was meant as a respectful greeting and gesture to offer someone a drink, a seat at your table... Acquired bar it be.

Да .. Я славна
(Aye.. Il be nice)

Ummm.. Things did not too well that night.. Sorry, join us for a drink. We got the best kind of bar... It's free.

She warmed a a little, the whole situation had been frustrating her with her own mistakes and gone over the events that night a good few times in head. It was not there fault. It was easier to blame them but that was not gonna help her undo the damage she had done 4 days ago.

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@Almalthia@Pilatus@Robo27

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Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Because it got hidden.

Details for OHI Gala at the city Hall decoration wise and layout.

Decor Part 2

Inside the city hall had been decorated extensively and widely with large banners in white, each one with a logo of OHI and a hastily drawn "Sol City, Nicolsi, P1". Below the banners was a smaller bit raised stage, multiple lighting systems hanging above and a number of tables round a central dance floor each one a cog, the gear centres tables and chairs making the teeth linking from above into a system of gears and cogs representing their industrial nature. Several posters with both the race car, Joel and a a hastily printed version of him racing down the last straight US flag flying from the window.

Little details in red, white, and blue for the colours of both nations made up much of the scheme, with bright contrasting designs, flags of both nations up deferring to local custom to put US flag slightly higher but with abit of national pride they had edged there's below but closer than some would as a matter of honour.

Round the sides numerous little bars and buffets where set up and spread about, they had broken it up abit to make it easier and give people more space than one main bar and buffer. Drinks themes and jokes like the Mars Margarita, Aires Absolute and various other themes drinks on offer at half a dozen smaller and more private bars. Up stairs a few off side snug rooms and areas to escape the busy party had been set up.

When they walked in, the hall was already busy with staff making there final preparations and preparing large platters of Prosecco and non alcoholoc sparkling versions. Seeing the rest all gathered in similar finery, fitted gowns and tailored suits, each one taking a nod to one of the Greek gods in a pun on the Olympus name. A group of servers dressed as 300 Spartans Abs and 6 packs included milled about with dark suited security, a little treat by Marla for the ladies attending that evening.

Part two

Up on stage, someone was setting up a mic and so, a few of the shirtless six pack clad Spartans where wandering about with trays of small snacks shaped like little ships, cogs and gears, even though it was a party, it still represented the company and what they produced. Behind on a large screen it alternated between the company logo superimposed on action video of one the Royal Navy frigates they had built, and Joel down the straight, a still of him Marlin, and the crew all at victory interview and ending with large image of Joel raising the trophy to a massive crowd at the podium with "SOL CITY, P1" in large letters. They knew Joel had won the race and had given over much of the images to the team rather than the company. with exception to the video, but they had been a proud ship builder to there home country for decades in some lesser form or larger.