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Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Saturday - mixed locations

Night time Nargles

Marinalia Old starboard - Hospital
Marinalia missed the first message as the signal at the pub could be a little shaky on her network at odd times. Getting a Call later one and going pale almost dropping her phone before switching to heart-wrenching worry and volcanic anger at whoever had done that to Xia and back to shakey worries in seconds. "Marinalia Romus Olympus, yes that's me. Xia Alexander? What is going on! .... Il be there. What. I. Will. Get. There. Tonight. Is that understood? No. Thank you, I'm, quite capable of getting there at any hour" Forcing a tone similar to stating the fact the sky is blue without any doubt mixing with her accent going rather harsh and clear, wait till morning if it's easier. Since when did her family take an easy route?

One quick word with Victoria who just told her to go, she could find own way home and Marin really cared about Xia, that was clear enough. The poor receptionist even doubting her resolve on that matter. "you go now Mali. Il be fine. I will contact dad and so, let them know and get the house fully secured ok. You just go. Your sister got it handled Mali." A quick hug, exchange of charger and laughing her before shoving indoor direction.

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150 dollars down, one rather motivated Taxi driver and though a few drinks in her, the first had her thinking clearly though her emotions were currently running high and very much volatile. She really did not need idiots tonight. Heal's clipping of the hospital tiles still dressed up in a sparkly skirt, blacktop, leather jacket as changing was the last thing on her mind. "Xia Alexander... A few hours ago. Assaulted. Where, please. I'm her girlfriend, I just got a call about half an hour ago from patient alerts. Someone said it was a bad situation? She was being... It was creepy. Can you ask security to keep an eye on her room?"

It took a surprisingly short time for her to make it to the ward, they seemed to be fairly efficient and the layout though maze-like was well signposted or mapped. Lines like Sol International on the floors were easy to follow marking the route to the various departments from the entrance. Nothing could prepare her seeing her girlfriend asleep with various beeping machines, bandaged, bruised and such lively and indomitable woman laid so low and vulnerable. There was no question. Xia would have shelter at there home, anyone getting in the way would regret it and whoever did it would pay... Big time. Worries soon broke her surge of anger before walking in and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead carefully as she would a newborn baby. "I'm here baby... Love you. Just please be ok. I don't give a fuck how just please recover. Not about to give up now
You're coming home with me and il look after you Xia. I promise honey. You be safe..." Collapsing into the chair next to the bed emotions takin over the crying Marinalia who tried to concentrate on the paperback a nurse had tossed her earlier, "Countess and the Captains lament" Some slightly smutty pirate novel to distract her. It was pretty useless having let Victoria know earlier to not wait up and fell slowly asleep holding Xias good hand willing her to recover. Book half-open on lap and overpriced coffee abandoned on the table by her long gone cold. Xia had helped her recover when they started dating, sadly it seemed she would be returning that gesture. Though her neck was going to hate her when she woke up...

No one had really tried to stop her, not sure if allowed or not Marlin just had tolled with it, not noticing the nurses small smile at the scene unfolding however dark and hurt, there were signs of light too. It was pretty obvious to anyone with a brain she would not hurt the patient so they continued there rounds and checks. Plus the look in the woman's dark grey eyes told she was definitely was not going to just leave the badly hurt Carabian lady who had come in badly injured and would be needing a fair amount of follow up before she truly recovered. You usually could tell who would stick by and through, those two seemed more likely than not.

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Maria and Vesarian - Olympus Manor Southern England outside London
Vesarisn was waked by a call, rolling over as Maria grumbled about sleep and of its not important they better hide in outer mongolia or Tibet. His wife was definitely not one to face in the morning with a lack of sleep and walked over to the next room looking out over the manors black grounds. Victoria, his daughter sounded scared, not good. Soon the story unfolded and massaged his temple deciding that talking his other daughter to not want someone's head on a silver platter would be a fun call. "Ok, Vika, you just let the lawyers know, I'm make sure that the family know and try to calm down your sister. Just be careful, you and the baby. It's not ideal how it happened but you're my little girl, you were before, you are now, and you will be in future. Love you, and my grandchild. Remember you teach them to like Arsenal like Grampa!

Cannot do anything without knowing the situation. Let us know what's happened and such, then we can work out how to handle it ok vika? ... Good, stay safe. Love you."

Heading back to bed, they had a very early start and the family could deal with it in the morning. "What trouble the girls got into?" half-asleep Maria cuddled her husband. 27 or so years it had taken, she not letting go anytime soon. "Marlins girlfriend was hurt. Nothing we can do until we know more. Marlin really means it. Talk to others in morning milady". Lazily wrapping an arm around Maria's naked upper body before going back to sleep enjoying how she disliked restrictions and hoping the phone not deliver worse news. Thankfully years as a Captain meant he handled bad news better than most, nothing they could do, best to go back to sleep and work off complete information.

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Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Saturday - mixed locations

Night time Nargles

Victoria & Marinalia
Marinalia leaned over the bar trying to retort to a previous comment from Victoria and arguing good-naturedly. "Hey, you have commitment issues. You had like 5 anniversaries on and off... You need to decide what you want sis. Not getting at you. Which one you want?

Urgh... No rings! I'm just concerned about Xia and the whole situation. It's really creepy. Like the back of neck shadows And all that... Urgh." Marinalia was hiding but she really was worried, Xia could turn up at 3 am of she needed to and get a sleepy hug of she needed help. This was just so creepy, so things just made your spine shiver just even thinking about it. "5 is a exaggerated number... Like 3 max. The other times were more because we could.

Oh, Verdai ring a bell... That was a hoot. Not a Saint Mali. It's not simple... I don't want to see my friend hurt! I know... To an entire room, and hardly discreet, but... It was a pull, a... It was dark and intriguing like a forbidden fruit.

That is fucked up if she wants to shelter for a bit, someone else to share the cooking too! ... It was you and dad who called me a danger to digestive systems..." Victoria shook her head and ordered a glass of coke to drink while a little envious of Marlins still half unfinished alcoholic cocktail. It was stupid but she was just not sure what she wanted... Why, was it this difficult. Did she want the dark prince or the light chef? Why did two have to come at once? The dark glamour or the seemingly just nice guy? Even Maria had got onto her about deciding what she wanted before she lost both.

Marinalia decided to make that decision for her, either way, her sister needed to decide which one she wanted to pursue. A little nudge to decide. Taking her phone while she went to the bathroom and touch up her light make up, finding Victoria right app and sent a quick message.

"Ryan...its Marlinalia, Victoria sister. Short answer... Do you want to find an answer?. Old starboard. Bar, probably corner booth.

She needs to choose what she wants.

PS. Hurt her. You pay. Dearly.
PSS. Look after her if things go that way.
MRO"

Putting the phone back before Victoria returned and turning back to her drink and watching the crowd. Ok... She had a little alcohol helping make the choice but hey. Vika needed to decide. Maybe seeing the chance would force her.

Seeing her probably to be a little annoying sister return when she realised what had gone on. Just choose already, blimey even Marlin was getting a little frustrated with her relationships. One bonus of Xia's temporary asylum at the Manor would be fewer worries and more cuddles... Maybe more... Definitely more. Her frustrations needed venting and there seemed no better method coming to mind.

Putting her drink down a little too hard at her frustration of not being able to help her girlfriend out of such a fucked up situation, her grandfather dragging her into his little venture and her sisters making things way more complicated than they needed to be. She loved her but Victoria could be frustrating. "Still complicated... Dark Side much.

Hey. He was nice. A bit too and scientist. Happier thoughts... We have tickets for the Lion King tour at the ozone theatre. I know we missed it in London. It's definitely more us than a yodelling class... What's with the mayor and things?" Marinalia was rather happy for the prospect, it had taken a little effort to get tickets through favour from work, a late-night flight or several and coffee but they came through with good seats on the American leg premier. There even was an extra ticket, friend, Girlfriend, Boyfriend, they would not struggle to fill the seat. Sending a quick text to Xia, hopefully, she was ok, things were just causing a worry deep into her gut. "Stay safe, offer still stands. Let me know if you need help. Please. Mali x"

Sending it, she had said least twice but wanted her offer to be clear, Marlins rather protective side has escaped was not letting people close get hurt if she could help it.

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Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Saturday - mixed locations to old starboard

Night time Nargles

Victoria
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. "Remember the bottle of water and paracetamol. :)

Talk sometimes when you're not drunk. Please?

Goodnight
LVDR"

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.

"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 :)"

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.

Dress

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.

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Marinalia
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.

Marlin

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...

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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?
"Virgin Mojito for me... And a Sex on Beach please." 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. "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?"

What's the worst that could go wrong? Oh... No, don't think that!

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Root River: A Wonderful Life!

I also would like to continue, and I agree we should have some patience

@Yankee

Crew, Captain, so is this a that Mutiny. lol ;)

Root River: A Wonderful Life!

Yeah, I'd like to carry on regardless.

However it only has been one day offline so not quite jump the gun before it's even been loaded.

Root River: A Wonderful Life!

Without even a OOC notice?

I noticed a old Notifcation from the night before but swiped it though and checked later to see no discord. So no idea that that was.

Root River: A Wonderful Life!

@MissCapnCrunch

Somehow ive lost the discord.

Can someone send me a new invite.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Thursday - Sol Mates (Light lane) - mixed locations

Runways, Race cars and the Rumba

Marinalia
marinalia was a little worried underneath, and cold, the Xia Situation was out of her control and that just felt like waiting for trouble to strike. Her offer of stopping over was standing, if she turned up tomorrow wanting a break, break it was.

Marinalia was not quite the evil monster that she had been made out to be, really the fact she did not want to see someone die was a surprise? What did he think her family where up to? Forging evil empires, killing kittens and hating meerkats? Her grandfathers comment carried no hostility, more just a joke to if the time. He just knew the one from years ago was being married to his car or his wife. "You not want to miss section 19A. You beat it, the car is yours. It's a racing car needs a young driver and reflexes not an old man past his prime." Max did not mind, he wanted the record and he doubted his family would be able to make use of such a high-end race car. Sure Maria had a rather nice Bentley but that was a rather comfrey tourer not a purebred, fire-spitting monster that would throw itself out hard at the slightest mistake. No, better off with Joel. He knew how to drive them, and they needed a firm hand.

Marinalia gave him a bit of a glare, but only minorly. Did he really think she wanted to see him die? Not exactly like his partner but blimey, she was hardly the harpy that some made her out to be. Only to those who threatened her family anyway."Much as we have a few run-ins directly or indirectly. I'd rather not see you wrapped around a tree or pulverised into a rock. I'm not quite the ice queen of the North." Maybe a bit too snarky but really, she was not the bitch queen of hell. Maybe her aunt on a bad pregnancy day in last few months... Being in America had advantages for that.

Lucile took the file with a nod and checked before ticking off the sections on a list-making sure she had everything completed. "Thankyou Monsieur Nicolosi, please let me know if you require assistance in future, il have copies sent over in next few days and all the financials" Concluding her part, there was some work to do after but the hard part was over. Just a few copies, filing etc. Paperwork would wait for no woman or man. "Well that was easy. Wish Defender Class was this efficient. Months to sign off. Had to choose the Germans, I quite like seeing Union Jacks above race winner coverage." Joking a bit, any sport had a fair amount of national pride in it. Max did not like to boast about money, but his car claiming the record would be one he enjoys to freely admit. That was something that mattered to him anyway. "Its Max, you can drop the Sir, it's not my father's era. There good routes, Argentina not bad for the wine too."

Markin in decided not to go into bitchville and remembered something that might help. Main hangers where busy, the old DC6 hanger was never busy after the new 100J was taking over northern routes from the veteran aircraft with eye to retain more a historical aircraft than practical. Gesturing to the large civilian C130 parked in engine maintenance. "Mayor, looks like your a uptown man now. The old far hanger with DC6 Anne Marie, mostly storage now. The new Anne Marie II over there taken most of her work and we retraining on her. If you need a place to work, its probably least active of the hangers right now." Joel did deliveries here but Marlin worked there, she knew it well including the nice quiet lunch spot at the old traffic control tower. Well, he got Marlin to agree, not cause an argument even though she was a bit prickly. The families female population was rather volatile at times. "Excellent. My shipment team will want the alcohol offered that they could ship it without a scratch.

Once I get the mapping data on the route, you can test to the last segment and sector if you so desire. Wales, il be watching. I have 5 decades of contacts round London and Europe if you want an evening to remember for your red-headed lady friend and know a private bar that has some rather fine spirits if you want your most expensive hangover ever on me." Who you know really mattered, the high life of London needed a few select keys to unlock some doors. Max had those and he liked the younger man. He deserved a evening living it up like the high life in society, done wine, fine food and solid gold service. It was a unique experience even of you only got a few chances to enjoy it.

Max did not find sharing the wealth, he had contracts or sales of nearly 20 Defender class alone over the next few years, each one costing over 200 million pounds. In part enough to ensure the family business would survive into the next generation and hoped his grandchildren's care. His legacy and family would survive and prosper into the future if he had anything to do with it. The Aisle of man was a personal one though. This was him wanting the record and with Joel's help and mechanical expertise as a partner it would be a better than fair chance of success.

If only Marlin could shake her bad feeling something was wrong in world.

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Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Thursday - Sol Mates (Light lane) - mixed locations

Runways, Race cars and the Rumba

Victoria
Victoria"s confusion only grew. Did she admit what was really going on behind the slate-grey eyes that cool "mask" slipped revealing a rather confused woman who was doing her best to hide weaknesses? Yep, he was right, she held a fair few secrets personal, family and work-related. The words caught her off guard, he was utterly pissed? Surely... Who was that eloquent pissed? And the Kiss? Where did she even begin to unravel that one?

He was nice, she was pregnant with someone else kid? Why was he after her? What did she want and why where her hormones deciding to go silly and want to pin him against a wall there and then after that? The damn body was just pushing her with random hormones for fun. "Talk when your Sober Ok? And have a safe trip home." trying not to sound like she was threatening him, that really needed explaining and more context than a drunk chat and a stolen kiss.

Waiting till Ryan left, she would decide how to even handle that situation later and laid head on arms at the counter with a noticeable sigh. "That was me inheriting a drama Llama herd following me to America." ok her Russain English mix could deliver a pretty solid deadpan.

Knowing she could not leave her friend on that answer, she did deserve some context though maybe not everything with too many ears and eyes about as she gestured to Isosef with a Yawn and gesture to confirm she was ready to leave soon, and he would have to drive tonight confirmed by a small nod. He had worked with Victoria enough to know her cues over the years and body language. "I owe you that much.

Short answer. Ryan is not the father, umm. I got caught in the moment, he was really hot... Passions running high. Blizzard, power cut... Found a way to keep warm, that should be rather obvious. We both never planned for it. Well. Oops. Oven time. Not sure how everything stands.

Sadly not my boyfriend either! He seems to have a thing for short brunettes though " giving the rather shorthand, she had a choice to make, though would Ethan hurt Ryan? friend, boyfriend or any other descriptor she did not want him hurt. He had looked after a stranger on a cold morning closed, that stuck with her. Giggling at Ryans potential type and two of them sat there both filling the requirements rather well. She had to admit they both where pretty attractive women with no lack of funds or confidence at times.

"Text me, or pop over over, we can sort something out. One for the girls it is. Let me know which place as I need to book ahead. Still a little envious of your skin. See you soon Manami." Giving bet a hug before she could leave, Victoria was very thankful for the few good friends she had gained in Sol City. Ending on an upbeat comment, it was too flawless. Eating well and good skincare aside, she had to least be a part witch to achieve it.

Once Manami had left, Victoria paid her bill and whatever Ryan added leaning on the cane looking at the busy people, happy couples and so all about. Would be nice... Charles was off enjoying self, she could always annoy him in the morning by being happy, chipper and generally not hungover!

Making her way slowly down the lane back to her Bentley, spotting the pretty guy, yeah. Well, 90% sure. You never could be 100% certain these days. Modern life could throw a few surprises about, she knew we'll as anyone to not judge books by covers, half the family was definitely a surprise in some way or the other. He was with some woman, wait the same woman. That was interesting, the woman who helped him, now talking. Add a little romance, the evening. It could be fun. Ok, fine...the mayor's silly event was addictive in its own way.

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Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Thursday - Sol Mates (Light lane) - mixed locations

Runways, Race cars and the Rumba

Marinalia
Marinalia watched as Lucile handed over the relevant documents, finding a second much lighter folio for later. The woman was a miracle worker when it came to making sense of chaos. She had impressed most of the family. "Please sign when your ready Monsieur" The French woman checking she had not missed anything, they could and documents to sign but that would hurt her professional pride about getting things right the first time around.

Marlin watched Joel greet her grandfather and the wink. His self-confidence could have been used to self propel and launch an oil tanker into orbit. "Good to see you're doing well, Americas up and coming Rally prospect I hear. And dating a rather attractive red head artist, cars don't keep you warm at night.

Have fun while you can, I'm sure they hated handing this beauty over. Got 3 children, in-laws, grandchildren and 2 more including a 4th generation on the way making sure I'm sensible." Max was old, he was a bit slower and sure he needed to be careful but he was not letting that stop him doing what he wanted long as mind and body kept working. The family was rather protective of him, though that had eaten into his fun hobbies of youth around fast cars. He had to tease Joel a bit about and a bit of advise. Fun as racing was, it was not a woman.

Her coffee did not smell quite right, wondering if it was just less syrup in there she had ignored it, though his reaction, that definitely was not Joel bears porridge. Why people made such faces at her coffee choices was, why? Just a little sweet. Chicky, of all the names to stick for her. Chicky? Seriously?"It's just a little sweeter. You might even like it one day. Don't know if you try. We just concerned Grampa, we don't want to lose you.

Yet, I'm more concerned what the next one is. This one is dangerous already" she really had no idea white how you could top a speed record on a track where the safety barrier was a solid stone wall. Le men were probably one of the most currently in use potentially lethal racing events about. Maybe a Paris to Dakkar? Or a rally though the Congo? While not a fan, it was impossible not to grow up with such a grandfather and not know something about racing. Ok, the car surprised her, a battleship grey Astin, race trim? Custom paintwork, this really was not some flight of fancy. Joel, British racing car? Why did that just feel strange? Shaking the thought she watched Joel admire the car and go over it. That moment she recognised, Marlin could be the same about flight checks and ensuring her Aircraft was perfect. "Ok... That is a nice car... Sorry, Anne Marie 2, your still my favourite cargo plane" Glancing over to the 100J sat in Daedalus colours dominating the corner of the hanger.

"Delivery Mistake, Enjoy Valkyrie, least it's not more of that Japanese stuff last time"Max had to smile at Marinalia's reaction when tossed a large bag of cereal marshmallows. She had always had a sweet tooth since she had teeth and perhaps before. Maria had craved sweet stuff heavily when pregnant. "People have different meanings of sweet to you Mali, you been same since you had teeth. You lot are over-cautious, You all take after my Marinalia like that, she always saw the risks first. Your as bad as Maria when it comes to being protective.

Should be perfect, Told you id find something nice, Just need you to sign something too Mali" Joel had challenged him to find a winning car, well he had delivered. There were a few foreign manufacturers who he had contacts at but this was a British record. It would have a British car holding it even if driven by an American.

Marinalia jumped a little from when Joel swapped from the whole zen car budda monk mode to her. The rear wing did look a little strange then included a split-wing and a feature she did not quite understand fully but worked out it would be fast. Put that feature on an aircraft and it would be plain, or even plane terrifying to not have tall controls. "Grampa always was a bit of a racing nerd. Preflight managed to meet your standards?

That's an interesting way to get extra speed, least that one that makes sense to me. Your gonna handle like on black ice on anything but a straight line I'm sure though. Be careful, it's rather dangerous to track.

I'm stick to my Land Rover, bit safer." Marinalia only had a basic understanding but fast object + no downforce = very little steering. "Excuse me, Mademoiselle, we need a shareholder signature alongside your grandfathers." Handing her a much lighter document, Marinalia sighed and signed a little shakily. Much as she enjoyed a nice income to supplement her lifestyle it would have been nicer to have met her grandmother. "Il sign Lucile. I inherited off my grandmother, I hold shares and few other things." glancing over to her diamond ring, the ice blue glittering in the brightly lit hanger. "Few others Joel, but that definitely the big one. I'm proud of that one. Does she needs much work before you ready for testing?

Thank you Mali, I'm sure she happy with you and what you done."

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