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The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.V Virtual Fighting
Wasting no time, Athena went for the down kick, making the opponent stagger as he was busy establishing distance.Don't give him an inch!Up forward three.*Crash!*Kunimitsu kneed Doll, launching it into the air. Bread-and-butter combo.It was all coming back to her. She didn't even need to think about the inputs as much anymore.The opponent's health now lied at 40%.The fired-up woman can barely hide the glee that was beginning to show on her face. Her hands felt faster, her eyes now starting to pick up windows of opportunities that weren't apparent to her before. The wooden man on the screen was starting to show caution in its movements, adjusting to the aggressive playstyle that she was now exhibiting. The demon lurched forward, trying to bait out an attack- There!Down three plus four, three, four.*Crash!*The wooden doll's jab whiffed as the katana wielder suddenly sat down before delivering a devastating kick to the chin, launching her opponent high-Forward dash three plus f
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.VI Virtual Fighting
"YOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" The crowd exploded upon hearing the revelation about her identity.That's going to come back to you, you know~Athena spared no thought as she let herself be immersed in the game that she once loved. Smiling ear to ear as her hands moved as if it had minds of their own, inputting sequences hard engraved into her muscle memory and applying constant pressure to the slowly falling health bar of her opponent. Sooner or later, he's going to throw a running-Sidestep, down back two.*Crash!*"OHHH!!!!"Too easy. Udongein was getting desperate to try and get some hits in. Too bad she's tilted him enough to make reading his moves as easy as reading an open book."OH! OH! OH! OH! OHHHHH!!!!" The crowd chanted along each landed hit, vigor renewed with the prospect of witnessing high-level gameplay.*K.O!*"That sidestep was sick! Did you see the reads?!" "Tch!" She heard him make a noise as his character landed with a heavy thud on the ground. Haha! How delicious was his suf
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.VII Virtual Fighting
Athena was frozen in her seat, hands unmoving as a thousand thoughts ran through her mind. How did Arbiter know!? The mysterious woman never contacted her ever since the deal was struck.. Why now?She has eyes and ears everywhere. She told as much.*Crash!*The novelist was knocked out of her stupor as she heard the sound of the sword-wielding demon flying through the air, his health bar taking damage as her opponent threw calculated jabs and kicks.Shit! She had to focus! She beat her once, she can beat her again! Losing means death.Shaking her head as she stamped down on her growing fear, grim determination taking its place, the hooded player gripped her controls intently, ready to make a stand against the mysterious opponent. Deftly rolling back and establishing space, Kunimitsu's health hovered at 60% as the wooden doll dashed back and forth out of range, waiting patiently for its opponent to make the move.The hooded woman weighed her options. Rose was always known for being un
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.VIII Virtual FIghting
Focus. Study her movement. Forget the fact that losing meant more, take each round one at a time. She can still win this- A parry!One plus three.*Grab!*Kunimitsu withheld his sword mid-swing, avoiding the welcoming hands of his opponent, instead suddenly enveloping the surprised doll in an embrace before lifting it higher and squeezing, snapping the wooden doll's proverbial spine before unceremoniously dropping its body to the ground-Up, three plus four.*Crash!*He then disappeared into the air before delivering a devastating double heel kick, smashing Doll even further into the ground-Down three.*K.O!*Before then delivering a low kick to seal the round in his favor.Laser focus. No time for celebration just yet. She just had to win one more round.*Final Round!*One more round. Just one more round!*Fight!*Down three.*Parry!*The determined novelist winced as the doll intercepted the low kick, resulting in her character being slammed into the ground-*Punch! Kick!*Then puni
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.IX Virtual Fighting
"H.y." Ughhh..."A.hena." Who...The sleeping woman grumbled as she heard voices calling to her in her sleep. "C'.on Ath-na.." Nah... "Wake up.." No... This was the best sleep she had in years. "We have to go home Athena.." The stubborn author purred as she tried turned her body, a hard sensation now making itself felt on her side. "Really 'Thena?" Whoever was calling her needs to shut up and let her sleep. The rough leathery pillow didn't really help either. "Wake up!" The nerve.."What is it?" The bleary-eyed novelist growled, unaware of the sight that would greet her."About time." Wait... "C'mon. Let's go home." Eremes?! How stubborn can you get?~How? Why? Where? And why was his face the first thing that she saw? Surprise and confusion flooded her thoughts as she tried to recount how she ended up in this situation-"Uhh.. Do you mind?" What now? "I kinda want feeling in my legs back." The novelist's face turned from befuddlement to realization to horror as she slowly put to
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter Interlude III: Rose
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛Rose always thought of herself as a logical being; diligent in calculating cause and effect, benefit and detriment, supply and demand, in any task she applied herself to. From academics to extracurricular activities, many have come to expect great things from her, making her a very respected name even back when she was still in high school. But even through all of the accolades, all of the adoration and respect that she was being showered with, Rose never found satisfaction through all of them; awards and trophies meaningless to her as she concluded that they never truly mattered in the long run. As a result, she oftentimes came off as an emotionless, unfeeling doll to most of those that knew of her as a competitor. But if one were to ask any of her immediate classmates about this sort of behavior from her..They would utterly deny the accusation.They would answer that Rose was the definition of a model student; studious, punctual, helpful, genius. Her pee
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter V.I Cultural Musings
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"I can hardly wait for lunch~" The Head of Maintenance almost sang in delight as he and his crew installed another section of carpeting, covering almost three-fourths of the hall's total floor area. They were making great time. What was supposed to be a two-week job was, if his estimate was correct, being done in the span of a week. The flooring should be done come tomorrow and then comes the finishing up and double-checking of the electrical connections and utilities, just in time for the redecorators and the sellers to come and set up shop by Friday. Eremes wiped some sweat off his brow as he glanced a look at his watch to check the time. "Have something in mind boss?" The Leon kid asked as he walked up to his boss's location. "I noticed you don't have a bag with you today."Oh sweet and savory steaks.. "Why yes, Ryan.." Hungry eyes lighting up as the clock slowly turned to twelve. "I'll be down at the cafe lounge today.." There were a few choice cut
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter V.II Cultural Musings
Returning to their shared table, Eremes didn't find it surprising that Athena was still asleep, snoring lightly under his yellow work jacket. Trying his best to not wake her up, he quietly tried to set the food on the table, careful not to let any of the plates clink with each other. If she wasn't going to sleep in her bed, might as well let her get some sleep here, no matter how bad the place could be. The spread he ordered was exactly what the sleeping woman told her to get. For himself, he got a beautifully grilled t-bone steak; complete with a side of mashed potatoes, roast beef, and a small heap of mixed veggies, while for her he got a roast pork rice bowl; a large evenly roasted pork belly cut up into strips on top of a heaping portion of steaming hot white rice, topped with thinly sliced cabbage, carrots, dried seaweed, and a raw egg that was just now getting cooked by the hot rice. An unassuming cup of hot coffee also sat beside it; its aroma potent enough that the famished re
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Extra: A Collection of Poems
Extra I: No MotiveWracked with fear, I stood still,Gazing endlessly into the void.Eyes dull and uninterested,Contemplating what I will.I fear my own mind, question my sanity.Am I insane or merely delusional?You may know, but I never will.I'll never escape my vanity.Staring down the precipice of darkness,Swarmed by thoughts of ending it all.I fought valiantly for what seemed like an eternity,Clinging to whatever shred of reason for happiness.Dangling on the edge of my limit,My conviction
- The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter
The Flow of Time
A vision from the distant past, an intrepid detective and her unlikely partner...A tale of crime and wits, Project Name: Noire⬛⬛⬛A beige coated woman walked the dimly lit concrete ports of the city, a flashlight in hand as brown eyes scanned her surroundings. The damp docks of Riverside surely stank with seawater, but it was where she was based, and thus she had to live with it."Heeeyy~ Found anything, Liz?~" A young woman in a white coat waved at her from the other side of the pier, her childish tone hiding what was undoubtedly the most intelligent mind she had ever come across. "I want to have some fun already~"Sadistic brat.With the same annoyed expression she sported ever since her reluctant return to active duty, the detective waved back at the black-haired woman. With her flashlight, Liz motioned the youngest coroner to ever work in this city to her location, her lips parting as if she still had the ability to speak."Okaaayyy~ Be right there in a sec!~"Sighing to herself,
- The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter
XIII Epilogue
Time moves forward. And while this tale slowly comes to an end, their story continues to unfold behind the scenes...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛It's been a month and a half since that fateful day. A month and a half since that unassuming maintenance guy saved her from her own demise. Ever since then, Aletheia has begun to acclimatize once more to a rather, lavish lifestyle than the year and a half that she spent on the run.Not only have you acclimatized, you've already excelled~Oh shut up. She can still live off of instant ramen and chump change just fine should the need arise.Says the girl that now spends over a thousand drachma a day on food alone~The novelist chuckled to herself at the thought as she saved another word document on her laptop. Well, she was quite a hefty spender back then no? You blew a whole talent for every arcade session. You're more than a hefty spender~Come now.. Well, she did do that back in the day huh.You're clearly cut out for a lavish lifestyle~She stifled a yawn as
- The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter
XII.II Ending Ceremony
"Lady Mendel, I propose one more bid."Hoho~ What does he have up his sleeve to be this bold?~Aletheia's eyes widened as Eremes began his opening gambit, his left hand holding his smartphone as he stared at Mother dead in the eye. What was he planning?"An interesting proposal Mr. Patillo." Mother humored, her tone clearly not taking his offer seriously. "While we both know that you have nothing in terms of bargaining power, I'll humor you, just this once." A dangerous game, he's playing, no?Far too dangerous for her liking. Sweat trickled down her lightly make-upped cheek as Mother leaned closer to the repairman, both hands clasped under her chin as a sickly sweet smile masked the malice hidden underneath. The novelist's hands trembled in her lap as she hoped to god that Eremes knew what he was doing."Okay.." The man in front of them began as he fiddled with the phone in his hand. "I have here, a recording of everything that happened here on this rooftop that Wednesday night." Wh
- The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter
XII.I Ending Ceremony
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"Where do you think you're going, Patillo?!" A deep booming voice shouted at him as he buttoned up his brown rented suit. "I've already told you-""I need to go to the rooftop now, Boss." Eremes ground out, his one hand already on the elevator panel as his boss refused to let him go. "After that, I'll be out of your hair forever.""You no longer have the authority to even board this elevator, Patillo!" Basco shouted as his one hand stopped the elevator door from closing. "I want you out of my hotel, right now!"Unemployment was the least of his worries as he took another glance at his wristwatch. Damn it, he needed to be on that rooftop by eight or he'll miss his last chance to get Athena back! "C'mon, boss!" Eremes pleaded, trying to avoid things getting a tad too physical. "Just this once-""One last chance, Patillo." The burly man spat, his patience clearly wearing thin. "Leave the premises, before I throw you out myself."Taking another glance at hi
- The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter
XI.V Midnight Auction
"Athena?"Peeking behind her disheveled hair, the hunched-up daughter struggled to hide her surprise as a familiar voice called out to her old name. Hopeless eyes feasted as the comforting familiarity of the repairman's visage eased the threatening abyss inside her. Eremes? What was he still doing here?Don't get your hopes up."Take us to the ground floor, Mr. Patillo." Mother stated still in front of her, anger audibly bubbling beneath the faux politeness. "I do expect that you won't fail even that.""Yes ma'am."The elevator lurched, before slowly beginning its descent back down towards the cold unforgiving ground. Aletheia merely kept to herself, hoping that if she made herself small enough, Mother wouldn't notice her presence. Useless."H-Hey-""Don't you dare talk to me, Mr. Patillo." The frightened child recoiled at her mother's tone, learned instincts taking over rationality as the older woman berated his once companion. "You had but a single order, and yet you chose to disob
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XI.IV Midnight Auction
"I bid a lifetime of servitude!" Eremes bravely announced as he intrepidly stood up from his seat. His back already in a cold sweat as he felt the cold stares from around the offended crowd, not to mention the murderous intent coming directly from his chaperone. Boy did he really shit the bed now. But seeing her in such a sad state.."Athena!"If it wasn't for her tilting her head upward, he might not have recognized her behind her hair. What was she doing on stage? With a different name no less? "I don't know what's going on-" Did Athena lie to him? Why hide her identity? Was this what she meant about not going back? Why then? Why lie?"But I'll get you out of there!"Steeling his resolve, the intrepid repairman shouted out his bold declaration. Explanations can come later. Right now, he needed to find a way to get to her. She clearly needed help, like during the time he first saw the novelist that fateful night. What was this feeling, a sense of protectiveness? Maybe it's because
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XI.III Midnight Auction
"I shall now begin the first trade.""Ugghhh..."The novelist woke up to the amplified sounds of a monotone announcement, groaning at the dull pain of a rising headache. Emerald eyes slowly blinked open, showing its owner a starless night sky. Where was she? How did she get here?Took your sweet time girly."Coming from my own sources, a complete detailed report on the 2015 projected 4th Quarter earnings of the Honn Maritime Company."Droning out the loud sounds behind her, the discombobulated author tried to get into a seated position, at least to get her bearings before assessing the situation she found herself in. Shaking off the last bits of sleep-induced grogginess, she willed her hands and-"Khhh!" A brief flash of pain shot up from her wrists and ankles. Huh? That was odd. "Ten billion from Alexandria. Do I hear-."Do try to remember girly~A voice echoed in her mind to try and remember. But what? And why couldn't she move her arms and feet? A dull throb beat rhythmically in h
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XI.II Midnight Auction
"I'm quite surprised, you clean up nicely, Mr. Patillo." "I'm surprised myself, Miss Mendel." Eremes hooked the tight of his collar as his contractee companion for the night admired his current appearance. "And thank you for the suit.""It's the least I could do for someone that's caught my eye~." A teasing tone escaped from the older woman's lips, a tone that sent foreboding shivers through the unwilling companion's spine. "It wouldn't do for a companion of mine to not be at their best."*Ding*The elevator chimed as it opened its doors to an unlikely pairing of humble repairman and honorable vice-mayor."Shall we?"Nodding to her pseudo command, the red-suited Eremes let his equally red hanfu clad benefactor onto the waiting elevator first, the older lady's gait as regal and commanding as it could be before boarding the elevator himself. The steel metal doors closed as their vertical carriage awaited input."Whe-""Rooftop, please." Lady Mendel chirped, but from his perspective, it
