(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/DaryaAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Darya Lysina</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Emperium<br/><strong>With:</strong>Kaelyn Richelieu, Valentina Khorkina and Dr. Okanjo<br/><br/>I didn't like the air of the place. It was too posh and fake and the moment I got inside I wanted nothing else than to get out again and so I did. The women walking around here were all slaves and I fully realized how they looked at me and Kaelyn. Jealous, admiring, maybe even hate if they were still capable of having such feelings. Kaelyn sucking up with the man wasn't helping my mood either. Then she left us and the man approached me. I watched Kaelyn walk off and I smiled and shook my head slowly. Sometimes I wondered why we even liked each other so much.<br/><br/>Outside I stood watching the golden paint Mercedes when the man approached me. He seemed pleased with his car and after he was done charming me, he produced his card with so much air, I swear I could feel a hurricane raging through Monaco.<br/><br/><strong>"I am indeed, Mr....."</strong><br/><br/>I looked at his card and then back up at him.<br/><br/><strong>"Okanjo. How nice of you to say so."</strong><br/><br/>The reasons why I had quit the sport had been in the papers although none of them could get the story as I wanted. Some claimed I quit because I was getting married, others claimed it was an injury.<br/><br/><strong>"When you have won everything there is to win, Mr Okanjo, things tend to go slightly boring. I won it all, and set all records. The Olympics were the crown on my career. There is nothing left for me to motivate myself for.</strong><br/><br/>I told Valentina to sit down and walked around the Mercedes.<br/><br/><strong>"I wouldn't have taken this paint job. It's a bit.... vulgair. I spend my time now with enjoying life, cars, travelling. I drive a yellow Maserati GranTurismo here. But I'm in the market for another car. Why don't you come to my yacht party tonight? We can talk about the pleasures of life in a less.... smutty place?"</strong><br/><br/>I searched my bag for a card and handed it to him.<br/><br/><strong>"The Galaxy is moored off the coast. This card will get you a ferry to the ship. Bring whatever girls you like. If you got any friends interested in coming it's no problem. The Galaxy is big enough."</strong><br/><br/>That line.. I thought of it myself and I loved the pun in it. The Galaxy is big enough.