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SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Marinalia Romus Olympus "Mali"

Park View, Xia's and Swan songs music event . Late afternoon Thorsday to Tuesday

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Marinalia enjoyed a easy going breakfast though Xia definitely did not go light on the extras and Breakfast was definitely looking like a rather light lunch. She got thr land rover out the garage as Xia found somthing more winter suitable to wear. The engine took a while before it wanted to run properly thanks to the cold and 5-10 minutes later it was purring nicely despite the cold. Even sheltered in the garage a small leak had iced over inside the enclosed builtin testament to how cold it had been.

Xia well, definitely, utterly strange but it seemed to work, so why argue with the universes order. She seemed in a good mood and not sick of Marlin, so hey, after 4+ days, well that was a plus point. if you kiss me, I you might distract me! Little icey, even on winter tyres. several rapid gear and setting changes soon sorted out that tricky patch. She was by no means a expert and mostly was more worried about keeping it on the road and out of the snow banks or obstacles. tolerate, well... I'd say, there was not much hidden in the end!

Good company can always make up! Im not always... We only moved there as its safer... Used to live in old harbour near the marina. It was nice moving there, but she definitely had not chosen to move in when she moved in, bar the fact it was a building site. Her old apartment was normal, only life turned out alot less normal. Ans so they moved to match. Looking across as she waited at some lights, Xia was cold, she would have hated Alaska with a passion hotter than her own personalities confidence.

Arivong at Xia, s place. Her cousin was definitely a charceter, why was everyone so tall? Her dark grey eyes glazed a rather polar qaulity at the greeting. What was it with guys and thinking that was gonna work with her. Jeez, she was not some bimbo. Well you noticed. Good job I woke up today and thought I was a purple beanbag. Xia was fairly direct and got him working on putting the place right. Well it was hers and it smelt like... Definitely not a home at any rate. Leaning against the wall and tapping a fairly heavy duty winter boot to a song in her head, she noticed him look her way, in a way that was not just glancing. Admitly, even with the layers hiding her figure somewhat, she had managed to mix both warm and classy which was a hard line to balence. Xia soon unleashed a quick tirade his way before she could even react, and turned the thermostat down several settings with a look that would make a polar bear shiver. Her accent lost any trace of the warmth it had with Xia and went to a threatingly low toneWe met, after bumping into each other a few times if you must know... Xia is hard to miss.

No thanks. Beside, Im intrested in someone else. Seems I was right, Don, t you have some mamouth to hunt, or some chest bashing to do? part of her could not help but see the irony, Xia knew nearly everything he wanted to know, and abit more besides yet that little golden nugget might of well been on Pluto for all his chance of getting it. If he was gonna stare at her like some kinda primitive man.

As Xia gave him his last orders and made to leave, a little side that rather like her father was enjoying itself, reveling in a chance to let her darkaide out and play. A glance to Xia she warned up a split second, deciding that she was not gonna sit and let Xia do all the work.

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Leaving, Marinalia began to warm back up again though her eyes took a alittle longer to revert back to a warmer friendlier form, near slate grey almost and hiding layers below, some not always the most pleasant. Whatever could be a outdoor thing... returning the joke, she was warmer than Xia and well wrapped up, but even Marinalia was not wanting to linger outside. Cannot choose your family. He just a... , he not even worth getting angry over. I'm OK. No lasting harm or so. Xia definitely was protective, even for a short time they knew each other, well she seemed a very protective personality once you broke though the surface. I have pepper spray, happily let you finish off what's left.

Theres a blanket under your seat. My sister sometimes uses it when she had a bad day with her condition. Your a cute plant though. true to her word, there was a soft fleece blanket under the seat, Victoria on a bad day needed it. Though in a turn of good luck they had not had one of those in a wholwnsince the treatment, in fact she was slowly recovering her old strengh. A alittle smile at the end, Xia was pretty in her own way, and the past weekend had definitely meant she could not really be awkward round her very easily after we'll, everything and every sight.

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When they sat down, Marinalia seemed to not have noticed much she was holding her hand when she glanced back at the stage, where Kylo fell, where the Russian, Bob and Co where stood. She could remember exactly where everything was that night. The dress she was wearing she happily let them keep, or burn or whatever. She never had wanted to see it again and the police woman was rather understanding about the while situation. umm, I never knew, just followed a zip code. I guess, I did not want to be afraid of the place... It's just a building right? She was not sure if Xia linked her and the event, or the woman on stage. Marlin was not entirely convincing that she was unafraid of the place, her hand shook a fraction in Xias, and her eyes where a alittle lost in thought. The music was nice though, a band was taking requests, and even she had to smile when let it snow was shouted so many times they relented and played acoustic. Umm, you can use Mali if you like. It's not like you have not seem me... Well. Not exactly hidden in
one sense. her sister had used the name around the Manor, though it had seemed to be a thing between the sisters, as Marinalia often used Vika over Victoria. If Xia wanted to use Mali, Marlin, Marin she seemed to favour. Everyone seemed to have there own version of her own name.

Sipping a coffee looking round, no one seemed to care bar the odd person at the two women holding hands, someone did look over like aliens had landed but they where a distinct and clear minority. Marinalia was not exactly at her most noticing mode anyway, her glance seemed to never stray too long over part of the stage though, where she had been standing. Some things she could not quite face yet. Her hand seemed to tighten a small fraction wherever she did.

She did smile abit, a slight force to break out her little box as she nibbled on a free biscuit with her drink, if only it was a cookie. She had a urge for cookies... How come you let your cousin go 10,000 years BC on your carpet.

Soery, just let my sister move In, we are... Alot closer than you and Don Carlos. Honestly... He seems like trouble got a embodiment.

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Victoria Darya Romus "Vika" and Maria Olympus

City museum post Dirty Harriet and back to Park View . Tuesday Lunchtime. "Daughter of Persephone"

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Victoria could not get her car out due to the events, and was told she would have to wait a few hours or come back in the morning to collect it. The investigation meant they would be closed at least for the rest of the day. Walking slowly, it felt strange a alittle embarising to be relying on it but after her day so far she felt a alittle unsteady on her feet. Exiting the cordon she met a slightly emotional Maria who hugged her and helped her over to the Bentley that was sat in the temporary car park near by for those waiting.

Victoria felt a alittle embarrassed but was growing to trust Maria more and more, so let her help and sat back basking in the warmth of Maria's rather nice rental. Least her step mum had good taste. If Victoria made ernough money she wanted somthing like this! Though maybe in black, dark purples and folding top. She was not small in her goals... And had the abilities to get what she wanted.

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Ariving back home, Maria was a handy driver and despite a few skids with the powerful cars engine and wiping out a snowman or 3 they made it home. It did not have the same low gears Marinalia had advantage of. Regarding her sister, well she did not lie that she had a friend they looked after but a few missed facts. They seemed a little too close to her eyes, but her sister was happy so Victoria let them be. Maria's look seemed to tell a similar story but did not mind. Her daughters both seems in a far better state than last she saw them, step or not, she would look after them both regardless of how much blood they shared.

A little information from Victoria set a plan into action, her daughters needed freinds in the right places, and Marla told her a few contacts in city hall, so they could work a alittle idea. They would get there chance to use the ballroom, and have a social event... Well one that would not end up in a bar fight. They would have to deal with her if they wanted to start trouble and she was less forgiving than the younger family.

Victoria glanced over and saw that Maria was plotting somthing, she had a glint in her eyes, present when she revealed her plan to make Marla her maid of honour. Marinalia and Victoria where bridesmaids, she was yet to tell Marinalia in person but she knew she could count on her. She always had said Maria needed to find someone, especially more when she had seen her and dad... They where like two... Slightly difficult, but they where Ment to be together. What.. You up to M. Maria. Your... Too quiet over there. Maria could not but help but laugh, it was hard to trick those two. Just somthing You said Victoria. Trust me.

And. What's this about you, a date. A handsome man... And a fancy car to. Victoria went a alittle pink and laughed, Marinalia talked.... But so did Victoria, Maria knew alot more than they thought the other did. They both tried to be quiet but... Nope.... No hiding. Just a intresting date... He... He a challenge, but... Ummm well it was good... Very not quite a fairy tale romance, just... Interests me.

Looking over, Maria had downed one of the Within Treason on the counter... Joel had sent them over by some energy drink company. Oh man.. They where strong....so strong! They had split one, and felt a strong buzz... Between 3 people! The energy hit fast and Maria was rather silly pulling Victoria down for a hug and giggling like she was younger than Victoria was! How do you control your caffine overdosed silly to be step mum! Hey!
You need to tell me about this ethyany! Don, t hold out! You did not return home that night... Victoria knew the energy shot was short, but oh wow... She was giddy, silly and lanost drink on caffine! I did! He cute... Rather handsome... And good in.... Oh, no! OK we did... But come on. It was power out... Cold. Snowing. Safer to stay.... We...

A while later was... Well, she had worked out what they did... Not the other part. They shared a room, much as they had a bond. She did not feel comfortable talking about her bedroom life... Well hotel room that time... A rather intresting evening. Maria turned into a right... Teanager when you gave her way way too much caffine on top of coffee and so during the day!

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Pastor Jimmy goes forward diagonal one with party evading lava.

>> "ya all, this is hotter than.... I better write this down later for a sermon...

>>Let me know if ya want a wedding, there fun ta do. "

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@duskshine749 Which mission do you want to place him on? I'm assuming A Few Darkstone more but let me know if you're feeling more adventurous.

@Mae

We could use some back up I think!

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"

Light house, That's all folks, weekend to Tuesday morning, outside Old Sol museum (edited) . "Daughter of Persephone"

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Victoria wandered past the range of ornate and priceless gems, crowns and golden masterpieces of the East, she was walking slowly down past a large display of blades and jewelled muskets, ornate and master works but deadly at the same time. A small thought back, Milo might thr look of a few of these. A few minutes taking chance to sit down as despite the near miracle recovery, we'll she was not going to running a sprint may time soon. Not without tiring or face planting, taking it easy was needed. The doctors where rather firm on the fact she could make herself worse if Victoria pushed too hard, or tried too much at once.

Walking slowly down a large stone staircase, taking it easy and with one hand for support heading down to see what was on the lower floor of the museum and see what kind of exhibition was advertised downstairs. She had vaguely read the signs as came in and mainly stuck to Dhino Sol and the Eastern weapons section, art was not always her thing. Texting Maria to meet up and chat, there where a few things they needed to clear the air on and also a few things she needed to be reassured of. The situation with the marriage was more complicated than for Marilania as it was just parents, and not step situation. She was genuinely happy for Maria and Vesarian that they finally after some 27 years on and off where happy together.

Glancing at a sign the art gallery was nearby, she was feeling a alittle strange so stopped for a second, it was pretty normal for her to have little moments, so paused for 30 seconds as it passed. Maybe it was a medicine or just a little blip. When she made her way near passing a ornate Hall with a grand chandler next to the gallery room, everything about thr building seemed to have been designed as a Palace not a museum. Seeing a blonde haired woman who looked vaguely familiar walking past the door, and voices, it was too echoey and the acoustics did not allow you to hear though the next one was far more aidable though out thr galleries.

Then Sol city drama came for the sisters Romus onc more, a serris of loud gunshots, they where definitely close. The acrid scent of cordite was a smell she knew but seemed stronger than she remembered, whoever it was definitely was not firing nerf rounds. A second scent met her as she began to switch into a panic, a sickly, Metalic scent that could only be blood. Blood was not normal this intense. That was real. Too long in hospitals meant it was one Victoria knew of quite well. Panic was soon replaced by her fathers lessons, run, if you cannot get safe. Remembering thr map, there where a few what could be employee zones but all had swipe cards locks, nothing she couldn't hack into would a tool kit, alas the mythical woman's handbag did not extend to a portable computer and set of eletrical tools. Plus she did not want to quite let the world know how skilled she was at breaking security as making it unless she had to.

Spotting a computer controlled exit or cargo door. that would work, the shouts around where growing and she likely would be trampled taking that exit right now. Smart, time to makw her own. Forcing her shakey hands to work, and with a deft serris of commands, luckily people forgot to patch and never updated XP. That made it easier. With a few more lines of code on a old backdoor that was meant for system maitience she gained access and tapped away bypassing the basic password in 30 seconds flat. Password down, there was no more gunfire but that was no indication she was safe. Disengaging the lock was easy, no one expected you to attack a system from the inside... Though as it seemed clam she covered her tracks, setting the computer to do a bunch of things your not meant to do. Given 10 or so minutes it would a useless paper weight as it ravaged its own software and hardware was driven to breaking points. Smashing it would be quicker... But that made noise. And there was a potential threat roaming the halls.

Making it out the door, before quietly shutting it nearly skidding on ice, obviously no one had used the Dock since before the storm, the gate below was ajar luckily. Someone obviously got sick of clearing snow so they just left it. Thank god for lazy people. Adrenaline bringing thr drain, she ended up relying on the walking stick for support. The shock of finding a exit was not exactly helpful. There had been a fire exit, but it could have been barricaded. Walking outside to see a growing crowd outside, the visitors still streaming out and the sound and light of sirens in the other direction. Whatever this was not gonna be cleared up and open again by the afternoon!

Stopped by a police officer, Victoria's ability to suppress her fear have way completly and emotions flooded out the dams that had been holding them back, and adrenaline that had been driving her to fuction and quickly work out the exit. Slumping onto a concrete planter, she explained how she used a side door, not sure what what was going on and only wanting to escape by any exit possible. Slumped on the planter, Victoria made a rather scared call to Maria telling her stay clear of the museum, gunshots and blood. It took a few times for Maria to be conveshe was safe as sirens echoed in the background and the city emergency reponse descended like a swarm of high vi's and multi coloured ants. Maria would not be getting there, but she would definitely be trying... Though it would be a good idea! Depending on what happened. Her car might be stuck for a while!

Refusing medical aid, she was not hurt just shaken up, and merely took a foil blanket for warmth. She needed time not treatment.

A woman caught her eye, or was it memory. The two where pretty confused overwhelmed by the events. Her dad's lessons had helped her remain clam at the time. The emotions where not gone though, you always had to deal. With the aftermath. Intresting hair stuck out, or was strange what you remembered in a panic. Some things blurred like little things like hair colour where vivid as anything. Had she seen her before. It was a big city but somehow certain people just kept cropping up... It was a very small world...

A shaking hand tried to message Marinalia she was safe but it looked like a mixture of letters that might make a word. If you where drunk, and took several tries to get it right. Of thr museum wanted a new computer fine. But gunfire was definitely was reason to use her alternative skills.

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Swearing at the news and the phone call, Maria left what was left of her coffee, grabbing her keys before reaching the Bentley and feeling a small relief as the powerful engine roared to life. Step daughter or biological, family was what mattered.

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Most anticipated Games of 2018-2019

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i dont know if its already out of early access, but astroneer is what you might be looking for.

@Mara

Thanks. Seems it is for sale at least.

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@CollectorOfMyst

Sadly I'm 0/2 on DT

Most anticipated Games of 2018-2019

Anyonw know of any decent subnortica style survival games coming up?

That's a under rated masterpeice.

Slow build

@PrinceAlexus Even though formatting and design are important along with presentation I felt like i did all that along with advertising right as well, i made sure mine had no errors naturally and i put in effort into it but it kinda sucks knowing no matter what you've done it doesn't get acknowledged at all or interest from people.

@rebornfan320

Sadly that happens, it's abit of a dice roll if your get off the ground or not.

The two I've done worked well, but it also depends on the genre etc. Some are alot harder to get going than other, ie advanced etx.

All I can say is rig the odds as far as you can in your favour, it sucks, but you just got to try and stay posetive.

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@Mae

Il let the others catch me up. Plus there's a healer in the party :)
Il risk staying put.

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@Mae

I shall crush the blue spider under my boot like a bu.. Spider.

>>"Follow the spiders they said.... Il kill him when he gets back from azkaban! "
Lol.