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GambolMuseMarinalia Romus Olympus "Mali" & Victoria Darya Romus "Vika"
Sunday snooze day - free skip - mixed locations
Runways, Race cars and the Rumba
Marinalia
Marinalia was not exactly sure what her Grandfather wanted but the family was family so digging out an outfit that would be acceptable as a meet the family and one for heading out later if she wanted to get a few cocktails and enjoy the Sol mates evening. Not the easiest choice and the plethora of options strewn on chairs, her rather generously sized bed among others told the story rather directly.
Finding a dressy outfit that fitted the bill, a low practical 2/inch heal making her a least little bit taller 5'8 and digging out a red leather jacket to meet shoulders warm and throwing in a bit of colour to a rather monochromatic pallet. A bit of light make up later, a nice cohesive lipstick shade and a little bit of metallic eye make up for show she was ready to go.
The previous few days had been more normal after the rather busy weekend, meeting Lilith and managing to finally get round to getting the searches from the Jazz night escape on her bumpers resprayed white after annoying her for months but not really being that important. Granted that meant borrowing the Mini in the garage one day, with all the trucks about that was a "fun" experience. marlin definitely preferred her Landrover Discovery. Deciding to get a start before traffic became too heavy and maybe time to pick up a coffee beforehand from the cargo office, it was a little more basic but they had a surprising range when it came to the fact their contributors had brought items from across the globe on various cargo flights. Waving her ID at the gate guard flashing a smile as the gates opened up with little fuss. They had to be out there in all weathers day and night. Least you could do was be friendly and flash a smile there way.
Maxamillion Olympus was definitely not getting back into regular long haul flying. He had 2 daughters, one son, inlaws, 2 adult grandchildren, 3 younger and 1 great-grandchild on the way. Someone else could always take the long red eyes, even with first-class seats and awaiting large black SUV at the airport for him organised by his rather skilled and ever-reliable almost psychic PA Mademoiselle Lucile Marchand whom he had lured away from a senior Pergoet executive. French with a rather expensive taste in tailored Channel suits, designer heals and ever looking ready to handle anything from a press conference to a board meeting. "Transport is ready le Monsieur Olympus. Flight times are unchanged and your Grandaughter confirmed she is leaving soon for the airport." Parisian accent coming clearly into his suite, ever-present smartphone, high-end tablet computer or letter bound notebook with company logo and her monogram in silver on the black leather. "5 minutes Lucille, thank you, and by soon, Probably 20 minutes. We have plenty of time. Marlon very much takes after her mother in that regard." Pulling on a overcoat to keep warm with the cool weather being a bit much as his age though standards had to be maintained in a bespoke Savile row suit with all the appropriate accessories departing as Lucile grabbed a plain black founder with a bunch of documents that would be needed to be signed or handed over. She prided herself on her preparation as the glamourous Brunette followed down to the garage level.
Sweeping there way in the back of the black SUV made its way out of the city while a white Land Rover pulled up near a quiet office to wait for a answer while humming along to a local pop hot playing on the small slightly tinny radio in the corner some other pilot acquired in years past making a rather set coffee with gingerbread syrup and a few other bits and bobs to give a handy energy boost.
Victoria
Victoria despite her friend over and a few small trips out, she was feeling housebound between work and her present condition reducing her ability to be active as she was used to be. Chris was a great help to bounce ideas off about her problems or just an alternative perspective on things yo her sister and family.
Feeling fairly ok and deciding to get out and a little fun, she headed to her wardrobe before she could not wear cute things. Pulling out a dark purple dress, some black tights for warmth and a black coat to match the rest with silver details for match her blood-red gemmed vintage silver necklace. Not the most exciting outfit but it worked and looked nice enough for a few minutes planning. Finding a cute party dress when you where the petite side of petite was a challenge.
A quick talk with Isosef, and a plan to meet Charles after he had gone to hit a bar with an old contact from London. Contacts always were good to keep. You never knew who you needed until you needed help.
Taking the Bentley as it was far more comfortable Isosef took the driving this time and began redirecting them towards Light lane. The special club night did not seem to fit out of the two-plus the food places and such were rather fun out that way.
Finding parking was not easy though, the place was already busy but there was more room than in the PIT. Couples, waiting for partners even an old couple who just warmed the heart dancing to a piano tune coming from a restaurant rather well. They looked like newlyweds. Probably been 50 years. Getting a hand out the car and leaning on her came, Light Lane was active, busy and lots of interesting food even if she could not partake in the cheap alcohol. Not sure of anyone she knew bar Cardinal was here. If not she would just enjoy some good food, chat, relax and see what the night brought.
Spotting a man... Was it a man he looked rather pretty, you could never be 100% sure these days with a large red mark across his face. Ouch. That one looked like it hurt. Did he hit on the wrong girl and end up on wrong end of a argument?
Wait had she seen him before? Victoria had a rather good memory and he rung a bell, something stood out anyway. He was just hard to miss. Glancing around she just people watch, it was fun wondering what caused the many varied people to end up on this particular movement.
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